Chapter 342 - Chapter 342: Kill You Tonight!
Chapter 342: Kill You Tonight!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Boom!
In the dark night, Braydon Neal’s thin body released a powerful force.
It was filled with a dazzling white light that illuminated the entire manor.
He was like a bright moon!
With the body of a mortal, competing with the bright moon.
This person was Braydon!
The five kings released 62 rays of power. Within 100 meters of Braydon, they were all destroyed by his tyrannical power.
A hundred meters around Braydon seemed to have become a forbidden zone.
When Braydon opened his eyes, his temperament changed drastically!
His eyes were cold and ruthless, like the eyes of a God, looking down on everything in the world like ants.
He was high and mighty like a God!
This gaze was accompanied by an air of coldness and ruthlessness, devoid of any human emotions.
Compared to Braydon’s calm demeanor, he was like a gust of wind.
They were completely different people!
“How is that possible?” Barry Simpson said in shock. “My force is completely unable to get close to his body.” “Why is he so strong?”
Jerome Sattler’s eyes revealed fear.
Braydon’s thin lips moved slightly, and his voice changed.
His voice was cold and majestic, almost like a God. “Five-thunder Technique!” Braydon’s entire body was emitting light, dignified and terrifying.
He had once taught the eight king-conferring techniques to a few people from the northern army.
It was a pity that cultivating the eight techniques required talent.
Other than Braydon, no one else in the world had mastered the eight king-conferring techniques.
Even Yuri Qualls, who had cultivated the martial arts technique of the eight king-conferring techniques, could only unleash 10% of its power.
Tonight, Braydon would display his true skill.
He wanted everyone to witness the glory of the martial arts technique.
Unfortunately, the price paid by the martial artists of the Flitwick family was their own lives.
Braydon placed his right hand behind his waist and raised his left hand slightly. His five fingers were long and slender, and his palm was facing the sky. It was filled with flickering electric sparks as he slowly pushed it out.
Barry and the others were horrified.
Braydon’s palm landed.
A blinding light burst out.
The entire manor of the Flitwick family occupied an area of over a hundred acres.
On this night, thunder and lightning swept over like a tide.
The thirty-meter-long lightning represented the heaven and earth. It descended from the sky and landed in the manor.
Every time one fell, a martial artist from a powerful and aristocratic family would die!
If they weren’t kings, they were marquises!
Braydon’s Five-thunder Technique was ten times more powerful than Yuri’s!
This was the real eight king-conferring techniques.
The martial arts technique was fully activated.
It was enough to flatten the entire Flitwick family.
There was not just one bolt of lightning, but hundreds of them.
It attracted the attention of the ordinary people in the capital. The ordinary people living in the tall buildings were awakened by the thunder. Someone said with sleepy eyes, “Thunder? Is it raining?”
Unfortunately, no one explained it to him.
Ordinary people only treated what happened tonight as a natural phenomenon.
Little did they know that the entire Flitwick family had been destroyed.
The dazzling thunder and lightning lit up the Flitwick family manor as brightly as day. All the martial artists from hundreds of families were killed.
The Northern King, dressed in white, was like a God, killing all the martial artists.
Outside the manor, Dominic Lowe watched Braydon, who was using the eight king-conferring techniques, from a close distance. He was extremely horrified.
This was the pinnacle of martial arts!
It was also a lost martial arts technique!
With this, King Braydon would definitely become the strongest martial artist in the world!
Braydon had destroyed the Flitwick family tonight!
The manor was filled with charred pits.
The corpses were charred, and their auras were gone.
Not a single one survived!
As for the eight king-conferring techniques, he had only activated the martial arts technique.
This was just the beginning!
The storm tonight was getting bigger and bigger.
Barry of the Simpson family, Jerome of the Sattler family, and Catherine Yardley of the Yardley were killed on the spot.
Under Braydon’s technique.
Jerome and the others were unable to retaliate.
They were all killed!
Braydon was like a God, his thin lips moving slightly. “A grand burial!”
“Alright!”
Dominic gulped and quickly responded.
At this moment, Duke Lowe was truly afraid!
He was afraid that Braydon would implicate the forces behind Barry and the others in a fit of anger.
When the time came, the enraged King Braydon would slaughter through all the powerful families in the capital.
Who could stop him?
It was the first time that the powerful and aristocratic families had an official confrontation with the northern army.
The former suffered a crushing defeat!
The representatives of hundreds of large and small families were still unable to shake this Northern King.
Braydon was roaring in the capital like a tiger tonight.
Tonight, he was on a killing spree!
The northern army and the powerful and aristocratic families in the capital had completely fallen out.
It was equivalent to declaring war!
From now on, the two sides were like fire and water.
It just had to be tonight.
What Braydon wanted to do was far from over. His thin lips moved slightly, and his ruthless voice resounded between heaven and earth. “From tonight onward, the people of the various powerful aristocratic families in the capital will withdraw from the twenty-four divisions of the capital!”
This was not a warning.
It was an order!
The three armies, nine departments, and twenty-four divisions were in charge of the people of Hansworth.
They could not allow the martial artists of the powerful and aristocratic families to share power and use it to seek personal gain for their families!
This sentence completely infuriated the various powerful and aristocratic families in the capital.
In this cold night.
An angry old voice rolled over, “Brat, are you bullying my family?” His voice reverberated in the sky, filled with anger.
“Come out. I’ll kill you tonight!” Braydon’s thin lips moved slightly.
There were only six words in this calm sentence.
The Northern King’s demeanor was still as domineering as ever.
Let the night be in silence.
No one answered!
They were all shocked by Braydon.
The clamoring in the dark was ultimately a rat who was hiding his head and revealing his tail.
In front of Braydon, who would dare to come out and die?
King Braydon was guarding the capital alone tonight!
If a martial artist from a powerful family dared to show himself, he would definitely be killed.
Braydon, who had activated the eight king-conferring techniques, was like a God.
The world returned to silence!
Braydon walked unhurriedly to Westley Hader and taught him one of the eight skills.
As for which skill it was, outsiders did not know.
Braydon took Old Man Zito and Ernest Lanford and left the capital on the national highway.
Who would dare to stop him tonight?
No one dared to stop him!
The 70,000 capital garrison troops lined up on both sides. They all lowered their heads and said in a low voice, “Farewell, Northern King!”
The capital’s southern gate opened wide, and the state sent King Braydon off.
Dominic sent them off. His lips moved as if he had something to say.
He sighed softly. “Actually, if you take Frazer away tonight, you don’t have to give the capital any explanation. You only need to acknowledge the identity that the capital has given you. The three armies, nine departments, and twenty-four divisions; even I have to listen to your orders!”
“With your intelligence, you should know what it means to be conferred the title of Garrison King!”
Dominic, this old man, did not hold a grudge at all.
How could Dominic not be happy about Luther Carden and the other two’s stunning performance?
This generation had already grown up and was even more outstanding than them.
Their future achievements would definitely be above those of the older generation.
At this moment, the meaning revealed by Dominic represented the capital!
Braydon only needed to nod and agree to the ceremony.
Without a doubt!
The three armies, nine departments, and twenty-four divisions would respect him.
The person who carried the fate of the country was not as simple as one thought.
Most importantly, Braydon had never expressed his opinion on the matter of being granted a title that countless people would not even dare to dream of..