The Strongest War God - Chapter 926

Chapter 926: The Return of Heather on the First Day of the

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New Year!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

This was quite similar to Lester.

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Lester Crawford, that little monk, had been beaten to tears by Braydon Neal back then. He had even stubbornly claimed that he had only used 30% of his strength.

How strong was Old Crane?

Braydon couldn’t estimate it either!

In fact, this old man had probably reached his limit a hundred years ago and was sent to the Sky Ruins. In the end, he was still alive and kicking and often came out to play.

This old man had been saying that his life was coming to an end for a hundred years!

In any case, it was difficult for him to die!

Therefore, even the pinnacles of Mount Kylo felt that this old thing’s strength was a little terrifying!

Without terrifying strength, how could he live a hundred years longer than others?

He was still alive and kicking, eating, drinking, and sleeping. He even embezzled the purple liquid that Mount Kylo gave to Braydon.

At this moment, after Shayan Zehner had been frozen.

Luke Yates came over with a shovel, shouting that he wanted to dig a hole to bury Shayan.

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Tobey Lapras’s face darkened. “Go play somewhere else and don’t cause trouble. He’s not dead yet!”

“It’s safer to bury it!”

The little fool felt that it was safer to bury him.

Braydon actually agreed to this rotten idea. He nodded and said, “Build an underground palace under the manor and hide Uncle Shayan here!”

After what happened last night, Justus Grimes would never dare to attack the Neal family manor again.

This was His Holiness Neal’s home.

Unless Justus had gone mad, he wouldn’t dare to come over.

Justus had offended Braydon badly last night.

Old Crane suddenly asked, “Where is Finley Yanagl?

A soft question proved that Old Crane had recognized Shayan, the leader of the eight generals who followed Old Devil Yanagi.

Braydon smiled lightly and asked, “Old Crane, you are also interested in my teacher?”

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“Young Master, you should know that for the past ten years, Finley has had the Kylo Killing Order on him. He is cultivating the Supreme Forbidden Art and is not tolerated by the world!”

Old Crane, who had always been unruly, was giving Braydon such a rare reminder.

Martial artists like Finley were the public enemy of the world!

If one dared to cultivate the Supreme Forbidden Art, they would have to bear the siege of the world’s pinnacles.

Moreover, ancient martial arts forces like Kylo did not allow anyone to cultivate the Supreme Forbidden Art.

The Supreme Forbidden Art would destroy the entire ancient martial arts civilization.

It would cause all the pinnacles to kill each other and devour each other’s strength.

At that time, the world would be in chaos!

The Supreme Forbidden Art was a complete cultivation path.

In the entire world, only Braydon’s teacher, had mastered the Supreme Forbidden Art.

Old Crane in front of him was old and unruly.

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However, he was not a supreme pinnacle.

Braydon, the young master of Kylo, knew this better than anyone else.

Braydon didn’t take Old Crane’s words to heart. He turned around and gently stroked the bronze throne. He said softly to Fenton Jansky, “The bronze throne carries the power of the stars. I’m afraid that no one in the world can move it again.”

“I will explain the situation to Lenver!”

Fenton did not mind.

The bronze throne being left at the Neal family manor was acceptable to the Jansky family.

After all, this was the Neal family of Preston, not the capital.

If the bronze throne returned to the capital, it would no longer belong to the Jansky family.

But if the throne remained in the Neal family, it belonged to Braydon alone, not the capital.

As the sky brightened, Braydon sat alone on the bronze throne, watching the snowflakes drift in the sky.

Tobey ordered the royal guards to send a 100-man team into the Neal family manor and build a four-sided pavilion on the bronze throne.

The bronze throne could not be moved, which meant that Braydon had to be restrained within a ten-meter radius.

The chain had become the thing that bound Braydon.

Today was the first day of the new year. The festive atmosphere of the new year enveloped the entire city.

On this day, people would visit others.

As the head of the seven great families of Preston, the Neal family was destined to have an endless stream of guests today, coming to pay their respects to Louis Neal and Liam Neal of the Neal family.

There was no other reason than that the Neal family was the biggest great family in Preston!

Among the seven great families in Preston, the Neal family was the leader.

The other six families combined were not even half as powerful as the Neal family.

There was an endless stream of guests in the manor.

Braydon sat alone in the pavilion, surrounded by a screen. No one knew that there was someone in the pavilion.

Outsiders were also unable to approach the pavilion.

There were a thousand elite soldiers of the royal guards standing guard around the pavilion.

Anyone who trespassed within a hundred meters would be killed without mercy!

Braydon’s status was destined to be beyond the reach of ordinary people.

His status in Hansworth was second only to his Martial Emperor Teacher.

However, a young man in a suit and leather shoes came into the manor. It was Harold Sage.

He strode toward the pavilion. He had learned from Liam that Braydon was resting in the pavilion.

Harold was stopped a hundred meters away from the pavilion by the royal guards.

The eight young men in yellow pulled out their cold swords from their waists.

Their tiger eyes were filled with killing intent as they said coldly, “Stop! Anyone who approaches will be killed!”

“I’m looking for your commander!”

Harold Imew Braydon’s identity, so he was neither anxious nor angry.

Tobey walked out of the pavilion and shouted from afar, “Let Harold in!”

“Yes, sir!”

The eight yellow-robed soldiers sheathed their swords and turned around to make way.

Harold quickened his pace and entered the pavilion. He saw Braydon sitting on the bronze throne with a stove beside him, warming a pot of wine.

“Where is Heather?” he asked.

Harold asked the moment they met!

It had already been half a year, and there was no news of Heather Sage in the capital.

Fortunately, Braydon was protecting her. Harold knew that nothing would happen to his sister, but he couldn’t help but worry.

“The wine is warm, sit down and talk.”

“Tell me where my sister is first!” Harold sat on the chair opposite him.

Braydon reached into the basin of warm water and gently took out a pot of wine. He gently wiped the water droplets on it and said indifferently, “Heather is in the capital. She has matured and has her own ideas.”

“What do you mean?” Harold frowned deeply.

Tobey untied the sword at his waist and placed it on the table. He sat down and said, “Four months ago, she was conferred the title of the daughter of the civil fate of Hansworth. She has taken over Colton’s control of the heavenly sword, educating all living beings.” “What?!”

Harold was stunned.

She was a weak girl. How could she be valued by the capital and become the daughter of Hansworth’s civil fate?

Harold’s head was buzzing, and he was still in a daze!

That was why Braydon said that Heather had her own ideas!

All of this was Heather’s own choice.

Braydon filled a glass of wine and held the glass in his left hand. He stood in front of the pavilion and looked into the distance with his deep eyes. “Tobey, contact the capital and ask Heather to return to Preston for the New Year!”

“Big Brother, will the capital let her leave?”

Tobey put down his wine glass, his eyes filled with suspicion.

Heather had only been confirmed as the daughter of civil fate for a few months. The capital clearly wanted to isolate her and nurture her. They probably wouldn’t let her come back.

Tobey was the most familiar with the ways of doing things in the capital.

Braydon raised his glass and drank it in one gulp. He smiled brightly and said, “I am the one asking for her to return.. The capital won’t dare to turn me down!”