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The Strongest War God

Chapter 131 - 131 Sitting Alone on the Peak of Mount Bliz, Who in the World Would Dare to Call Themselves King
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131 Sitting Alone on the Peak of Mount Bliz, Who in the World Would Dare to Call Themselves King

The young man was only thirty years old, but he was already a level-nine War God!

He was Tristan Yandell!

Only Braydon Neal would dare to call him little monkey.

Tristan almost peed his pants.

Braydon held the phone and smiled. “You actually dare to investigate me. Yuri is inviting you for a drink. Let’s go and have a chat.”

“Don’t joke with me. The northern territory is a small place. People only go in and don’t come out. Would that ruthless man in white be so kind as to buy me a drink?”

Tristan was not stupid. He sneakily said, “He definitely wants to beat me up. I’m not going back!”

“Tell me. You know my name, yet you still wanted to investigate me. Do you have some other motives in mind?” Braydon smiled.

Tristan’s face was sullen. “When I was in the North, I didn’t hear anyone mention your name for ten years. Especially when the old general was still there, no one dared to joke with you. They all called you young general.

“I didn’t even dare to ask for your real name, and I’ve never heard anyone call you by your name!

“Later, everyone called you the young Northern King. When you were seventeen, you were conferred the title of king at the peak of the Mount Bliz. Everyone called you the Northern King. I didn’t know your real name till today!”

Tristan’s face was full of grievance. He really did not know.

In the entire northern territory, if you dared to call Braydon by his name, in less than ten minutes, there would probably be tens of thousands of cold swords chopping you into minced meat.

Outsiders could not imagine the power of the Northern King in the northern territory!

Braydon laughed. “How’s life in the capital? If you’re not used to it, come to where I am.”

“Alright, wait for me. I’ll be there in the afternoon!” Tristan’s eyes lit up.

“See you in the afternoon then.” Braydon nodded.

After hanging up the phone, Tristan put his phone away happily and looked at the six young men in black behind him. All of them were dumbfounded.

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One had to know that their boss had already reached the peak of the ninth-level War God and was only half a step away from becoming a marquis.

He was in charge of the garrison of the capital, and his prestige was unattainable.

Now, he was as happy as a child. The six black-clothed warlords were completely dumbfounded.

Tristan got up and threw away his fishing rod. He started packing up. “Let’s go to Preston. I quit. I’m going to play with my big brother.”

“Governor Yandell, this isn’t right…”

The six subordinates beside him were dumbfounded.

A person who was the governor, responsible for contacting the five great commanders, and also in charge of the elites of the capital’s garrison, wanted to quit just like that? Did he think this was a game?

Tristan sneered in disdain. He already said that he was quitting, so he would see who could do anything to him!

With that, he went to pack his things and went to Preston to find Braydon.

The six subordinates looked at each other, each more confused than the other. They could guess who the person on the other end of the phone was. The only person who could make Tristan so obedient was the Northern King!

The genius of a thousand years, the Northern King!

The War Gods from the north were all his subordinates and loyal to him.

As long as Braydon gave the order, anyone from the north would have to obey.

Tristan wanted to run, but he was stopped by someone.

Tristan Yandell, one of the three great governors in the world, who had a high position and power, wanted to quit just like that? He was just creating a huge mess for them!

As for Preston, Braydon returned the phone to Hudson Zamora.

Gunter Bell wiped the cold sweat off his face. He realized that people with SSS-rank files were not people they could investigate.

Hudson was shocked. He knew who the colleague he contacted was. It was one of the capital’s three great governors, Tristan Yandell, a level-nine War God. Yet this young man called him little monkey.

This young man’s background was too terrifying!

Who was he?

Braydon saw that Gunter had been investigating him, and it became such a big thing that it alarmed Yuri Qualls in the north.

He walked out of the hospital and said calmly, “Ten years of glory outside the northern border, eight thousand miles of journey through the clouds and wind and frost, sitting alone on the peak of Mount Bliz. Who in the world would dare to call themselves king?”

Braydon stopped and stood in front of the black car.

Everyone was shocked by his words.

Who in the world would dare to call themselves king?

How domineering!

This sentence came from the northern territory, from the Qilin overlord!

“Northern King?” Hudson’s face turned pale, and he exclaimed.

The burly man and the other three were all stunned.

Sitting alone on the peak of Mount Bliz, under the heavens, only one person could go up.

That was the talented Northern King. Mount Bliz was his fief, and all the martial artists in the military department knew about it.

At that moment, Hudson and the others were stunned.

When they came back to their senses, Hudson finally understood who the young man in white was.

The current Northern King was in charge of millions of elites in the north. Although he wore plain clothes, his achievements were unparalleled. He alone guarded the north for eight thousand miles and intimidated the eight countries outside the border.

The forces of the north were invincible!

Hudson straightened his body and shouted in a trembling voice, “Hudson Zamora greets the Northern King!”

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“Northern King!”

The burly man and the others all stood straight.

Now, they finally understood how stupid their words were when they first met Braydon. The young man in plain clothes in front of them was not a warlord, but a terrifying king!

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According to last night’s secret report, all the border soldiers received a shocking piece of news.

The northern territory had a new king!

What did this mean?

This meant that another person had been conferred the title of king, and that person was Marquis Colbie, Cole Colbie. From now on, he should be called King Colbie!

In the future, the two Northern Kings would be in the northern territory and would become an existence that would shock the world.

One should know that the two kings were both in their youth!

They had great potential for growth!

According to the internal information, other than King Colbie, the other nine of the ten most ruthless men in the north had become marquises. However, the north had sealed off the news until the ten most ruthless men of the north appeared in Preston a few days ago.

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The news could not be hidden, so the north officially announced it!

Two kings, nine marquises, a hundred War Gods, and a million black-robed soldiers stood in the north.

In the hands of King Braydon, the northern territory had reached an unprecedented peak.

If there was a war in the future, the people of the north could wipe out an entire country!

Once the north made a move, the enemy’s army would be destroyed!

The north was a magical place.

Gunter stood at the side, still in a daze. He would never have thought that the Professor Neal he knew, the eldest son of the Neal family, was actually the legendary Northern King.

No wonder Danny Que, the Wolf of the East, had personally come out to warn him.

He dared to investigate King Braydon; he was really looking for death!

Braydon took the car, and Logan Hall drove straight to Preston University.

In the car behind them, Hudson smiled bitterly. “No wonder we were warned not to investigate him. We’re really lucky that we weren’t targeted by the northern imperial guards!”

“Why has the Northern King come to Preston?” The burly man was a little curious.

Gunter smiled bitterly. “He’s from Preston. He left the capital when he was seven and went to the north. It’s normal for him to return home now. He’s the third-generation eldest son of the Neal family.

Hudson and the others looked at each other. They did not expect that King Braydon was actually from the same hometown as them.