Chapter 449: He’s Here!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The second Dragon City emergency order was delivered. It was an elder of Dragon City who was over eighty years old. He came overnight to announce the order.
“You’re too late!” Jace Jackel shot him a cold glance. “The commander isn’t in
Togo!”
“Where is Lord Northern King?”
The elder’s eyes were filled with anger.
This was the second state decree.
Kade Coltman pointed at Banko’s defense line and said indifferently, “The commander went over there!”
“Wha? What does the Northern King intend to do by going to Banko?”
The elder was shocked and furious. He shouted, “I hereby issue the national decree to quell the flames of war tonight. All elites must retreat to the defense line of Ludwig. There is no room for mistakes!” But his words were ignored by everyone.
At the same time.
Banko.
Dark clouds covered the land, and there was a faint rumbling of thunder. It was drizzling in the sky.
The drizzle continued, and the wind gradually cooled. Waves gradually appeared on the surface of the sea.
On the horizon of the vast sea, a white-robed youth gradually appeared.
He stepped on the waves and arrived at a subsonic speed. He flew across the sea at a low altitude and forcefully pressed down on the surface of the sea, forming a gully.
This white-robed youth was emitting white light. He was extremely eye-catching in the dark night.
He was Braydon Neal.
The young Northern King, whose name resounded throughout the world, had set his sights on Banko.
A middle-aged man stood on the deck of a cruiser with a displacement of 10,000 tons. Someone was holding an umbrella for him.
His face was solemn as he stared at Togo.
Gradually, he saw a ball of white light rushing over.
That terrifying killing intent and divine aura.
“He’s here, he’s here!”
“General, who is he?”
The guards at the side had yet to see who it was.
The middle-aged man was the person in charge of this battleship. He said angrily, “The Northern King, the Demon has arrived!”
“What?”
The guard’s left hand holding the umbrella trembled instinctively.
The umbrella shifted, and a drizzle fell on their faces.
Swoosh!
The seven-foot-tall King Braydon, whose clothes fluttered in the wind, flew past the cruiser.
Accompanied by a sharp sword Qi.
The umbrella was split into two.
A bloody scar appeared between the eyebrows of the middle-aged man under the umbrella. Then, his entire body was cut into two from top to bottom! The guard felt a chill run down his spine as he was stunned by this scene.
There was no doubt that it was Braydon who had killed him.
The force was released like a sword!
Its sharpness was invincible.
It was like an invisible Northern King sword.
On the spot, he killed the person in charge of the 10,000-ton cruiser of Banko on the bridge.
Tonight’s rainy night was the night of murder.
Cesar Lichtman’s death had completely infuriated Braydon!
Dragon City had issued two orders.
The first order was to order Braydon to stop fighting.
The second order was to order Braydon to retreat!
But how could he do that?
The islands of Ludwig were the territory of the Togo Empire!
If Dragon City did not care about it, Braydon would.
If the 24 divisions did not care about it, Braydon would!
Braydon stepped into the sky and stood with his hands behind his back.
Banko had set up twelve legions here.
Their 12 regimental commanders were all veteran kings.
At this moment, without exception, they all appeared and said coldly, “King Braydon, please stop!
“Crossing this red line means stepping into the territory of Banko. It will be considered a declaration of war against us!”
The 12 regimental commanders of Banko spoke in a low voice. It was a warning!
But did Braydon care about all this?
He did not care!
Tonight, Ludwig reclaimed its land successively.
They did not disappoint their ancestors.
They did not disappoint Togo.
They did not disappoint the one billion people of Hansworth!
This was enough.
Other than that, Braydon still had other things to do.
Braydon’s arrival had shocked the entire Banko.
On the surface, it was the 12 regimental commanders confronting him, but there was probably a half-step pinnacle within a radius of three to five miles.
As for the warning from Banko…
Braydon smiled like a spring breeze. His steps were steady and powerful. He took a step forward with his left foot and was about to cross the red line..
