The Strongest War God - Chapter 465

Chapter 465: Domineering and Peerless Seven-Time King!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

This was Braydon Neal’s order.

Wendell Johnston spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed. He was another guy who died with grievances.

Braydon had given the order to kill.

Westley Hader turned around and shouted coldly at the entrance of the hall, “Frodo Lance, pass down my order to the garrison of Dragon City. Arm yourselves and seal off Heroes Square!

“Martial artists of powerful families who cause trouble in Dragon City are regarded as rebels and will be killed without mercy!”

Westley smiled faintly.

His tone was very light, and his words were filled with tenderness.

But it was a terrible order to kill.

This generation of ruthless soldiers of the northern army was each eviler than the last.

He smiled while giving the order to kill.

Perhaps, this was what a truly ruthless person was like.

Outside the door, War God Frodo cupped his fists and shouted, “Yes, sir!”

Frodo carried Westley’s killing order and mobilized the Dragon City garrison to rush to Heroes Square.

If the martial artists of powerful families dared to cause trouble, they would be killed without mercy.

In the Hall of Heroes, all the family heads were extremely pale.

Today, they all understood.

Braydon was holding them here, not intending to let them live.

Perhaps, this ruthless person was forcing the various powerful families to cause trouble.

Only when the powerful families were in chaos would Braydon have a reason to execute all the martial artists on the spot.

In the outside world, the elites of the Dragon City garrison quickly gathered and moved to Heroes Square.

At the same time.

More than ten thousand martial artists rushed over.

Half of them were old and the other half were young and middle-aged.

They all had a common identity.

They were all martial artists from a powerful family!

Tens of thousands of people gathered in the square and headed straight for the Hall of Heroes.

“Bastards! Who told you to gather here?” Dominic Lowe was shocked and furious.

“Chase Jackel of the Jackel family greets Duke Lowe!”

A 30-year-old man came forward and bowed. He said, “Duke Lowe, Braydon

Neal has imprisoned the Jackel family’s patriarch in the Hall of Heroes. Dragon City doesn’t care about this, but are we not allowed to do anything?”

“Nonsense! Leave immediately!”

Dominic was already furious.

He knew Braydon’s personality all too well.

Today, if the martial artists of the powerful families dared to cause trouble again, they would all be killed.

Moreover, the governor Westley had already issued the order to kill and transferred the Dragon City garrison to Heroes Square.

Over ten thousand martial artists from powerful families would be slaughtered if they did not retreat today! Braydon would kill them!

At this moment.

Chase walked to the entrance of the Hall of Heroes and pushed the door open with both hands. He said solemnly, “No matter what, the martial artists of the various families have gathered here today to bring back the elders of our families!

“If they don’t let them go, we’ll force our way in!”

Chase’s clear words entered the Hall of Heroes.

More than ten thousand martial artists from all the families had gathered here to put pressure on Dragon City and Dominic. They were even putting pressure on Braydon!

It was clearly a threat!

If Braydon did not let them go, these guys would cause trouble in Heroes Square.

“Braydon, let them go!” Chase suddenly shouted.

Swoosh!

In the Hall of Heroes, there was a black spear.

The spear shot out like a dragon, shooting toward the sky.

The spear’s cold tip pierced through the main door of the Hall of Heroes, piercing through Chase’s chest.

The long spear was like a black dragon, carrying with it a swift and violent force that nailed him to the ground.

He died tragically!

Chase’s eyes were filled with shock and unwillingness. His body started to twitch unconsciously.

Everyone was silent!

Syrus Yanagi, who was wearing a gold-plated dragon robe, crossed the threshold with his hands behind his back. His thin lips moved slightly. “Dragon City is an important place. Martial artists who cause trouble are going to be killed without mercy!”

Syrus came out personally.

He alone held a black spear and shocked everyone present!

The ten thousand martial artists of the powerful families were shocked.

A gray-robed elder stepped forward and cupped his hands in greeting. “Kelvin Yardley of the Yardley family greets the commander of the royal guards…”

“Get out of my sight!”

Syrus glanced over.

An invisible force was released and blasted the gray-robed elder away. He did not even have the chance to finish his sentence.

Syrus’s dominance was the same as that of the northern army people!

Since they were already enemies, what was the point of saying so much!

Today, these martial artists from powerful families were gathered in Heroes Square.

It was equivalent to causing trouble and coercing Braydon to release those held in the hall.

The gray-robed old man felt as if he had been struck by a heavy blow. His body about to break into pieces.

“Today, the martial artists of the various powerful families are here to bring back our patriarchs. Even if we have to die, we will bring them back!” he said hoarsely, blood trickling down the corner of his lips.

“Yes, I don’t believe that you can kill all of us!”

“We’ll fight you guys to the death!”

“Syrus Yanagi, you’re too much!”

The crowd seemed to be angry. The black mass of people slowly pressed forward.

Syrus stood where he was, and waves of pressure rippled from his body. His golden dragon robe fluttered in the wind, and his left hand was holding the black dragon spear.

His eyes were cold, and his thin lips moved slightly. “According to the law, if one martial artist causes trouble, he will be seen as a criminal. If it were two, they will be seen as thieves. If it were three, they will be seen as breaking the law… If it were ten thousand people, they will be seen as rebels!

“Martial artists who are considered rebels will be killed without mercy!

“Where is the Dragon City garrison?

Syrus’s cold and merciless words were filled with killing intent.

Let’s see if he, the seven-time champion, dared to kill everyone in front of him.

In the next moment.

Eight human formations rushed over from four directions. Their steps were uniform, and the swords at their waists were unsheathed. Their killing intent was mixed together and released.

This was the Dragon City garrison!

Nearly 100 War Gods in Dragon City appeared from four directions.

This was an encirclement!

Frodo shouted, “It’s the duty of the Dragon City garrison to defend Dragon City and protect the order of Dragon City. Those who cause trouble in Dragon City will all be killed on the spot!”

“Kill them!”

The Dragon City garrison’s tiger eyes were filled with killing intent as they opened their mouths like a tiger’s roar. Iron-blooded killing intent filled the air.

The entire place fell silent!

“How… how dare you!” The gray-clothed old man was shocked and furious.

“Stop!”

Dominic could not stand idly by.

He must stop this disaster.

Syrus turned around and pulled out the black spear that he had inserted into the ground. The spear was so fast that it was instantly placed in front of Dominic’s face. The spear was shining with radiance.

Everyone was stunned again.

Syrus was a ruthless man, and he was pointing his spear at the Duke, Dominic Lower.

What was he doing?

Rebellion!

Dominic was so angry that his entire body trembled. He stomped his feet and said, “Syrus Yanagi!”

“The rebels have caused chaos in Dragon City. Anyone who protects them will be regarded as a rebel. Will you choose to protect them?”

Syrus’s eyes were cold and calm.

He only asked one sentence.

If Dominic dared to nod…

Without a doubt, he would use Duke Lowe as a sacrifice to the heavens today.

Syrus would really dare to kill him!

Dominic flew into a rage out of humiliation. “Do you brats still have any form of respect for me?!”

“I’m asking you right now: are you going to protect these rebels today?”

Wherever Syrus pointed his spear, killing intent would rise.

This scene made everyone click their tongues.

Dominic was being humiliated.

Braydon, who came from the Hall of Heroes, smiled with his hands behind his back. “Syrus, Duke Lowe is highly respected. How can you be so rude? Am I right, Duke Lowe?”

“What do you want?”

Dominic’s face turned green.

Braydon flicked his fingers and smiled. His smile was as bright as the spring breeze. His handsome face turned cold and emotionless. His thin lips spat out two words.. “Kill him!”