The Strongest War God Chapter 236 He Will Definitely Die!

236 He Will Definitely Die!

The news that shocked the world was announced on the evening news!

This was the capital’s compensation.

It was also the responsibility of the capital!

Duke Lowe had publicly injured the Northern King in front of the governor office. Regardless of what kind of explanation was provided, the message he sent to the outside world was that the capital wanted to kill King Braydon!

Every move in the capital was being watched by all the provinces in the country.

Dominic Lowe accidentally injured Braydon Neal, forcing the capital to announce the news in advance and reveal their stance!

The capital was with the Northern King!

The imperial decree of the capital being issued meant that they intended to push King Braydon onto the altar.

Braydon Neal was not perturbed at all by this. He sat at the head of the Smith family’s living room, his fair left hand supporting his chin. He looked like a little puppy as he quietly watched the news on TV. There was no joy or sadness on his face, but there was a hint of laziness and tiredness. He looked very much like a young master from a wealthy family.

But in the Smith family’s living room, everyone was shocked and silent.

Keaton Smith’s entire body trembled as he looked at the young man in white sitting at the head of the table. He finally understood how terrifying the eldest son of the Neal family was!

Keaton also understood why this young man could easily mobilize the Preston main team and make Zayn Ziegler, the Warblade of the Central Plains, bow down to him!

Because he was the leader of the hundred generals!

This young Northern King was conferred the t.i.tles of Garrison King and Viceroy of the Capital tonight.

He was the only one who could lead the armies!

The living room was silent.

“Congratulations, Lord Northern King,” Keaton said in a trembling voice. “You have been granted two more t.i.tles. Your name is known throughout Hansworth!”

“Congratulations to the Northern King for being conferred new t.i.tles!”

The Smith family members were not fools. They congratulated him with trembling voices.

The Smith family members looked at him with respect, but fear filled their hearts.

A young king stood there!

Who dared to be disrespectful?

Braydon Neal had rejected the cloud treading Qilin robe at the peak of Mount Bliz at the age of seventeen and refused to accept the t.i.tle of king in the capital.

Now that he was about to turn twenty, he could still refuse the t.i.tle of king.

“Where’s Heather?” Braydon raised his eyelids slightly.

Regarding the matter of being conferred new t.i.tles, his indifferent att.i.tude made people’s hearts tremble.

What did this Northern King want?

It was such an honor to have two t.i.tles conferred upon him, pushing him onto the altar, yet he was still so disdainful?

Then, what exactly did he want?

The only person Braydon cared about tonight was Heather Sage!

If he could not see this girl tonight, Braydon would slaughter the entire Smith family.

Keaton’s forehead was covered in cold sweat. He turned around and asked in a low voice, “That b.a.s.t.a.r.d Kolt Smith, is he not here yet?”

“He’s here. I’ll bring him in now!”

Zeke Smith wiped the cold sweat off his face. He did not dare to look at Braydon, who was sitting at the head of the table. He hurriedly went to get a thirty-year-old man in a suit and came to the hall.

This person was Kolt Smith!

Unfortunately, he was a branch descendant of the Smith family. Even though he was a martial artist, he could not live in the Smith family’s manor.

When Kolt Smith entered, he did not expect all the elders in the family to be there.

“Patriarch, did something happen?” He bowed respectfully.

“b.a.s.t.a.r.d, kneel down!”

Keaton could not suppress his anger at all.

The b.a.s.t.a.r.d in front of him had almost caused the destruction of his Smith family. How could Keaton not be angry?

“Kolt Smith, where’s my sister?” Harold Sage asked.

“Young Master Sage, why are you asking me where your sister is? Although she’s very beautiful, she’s not my wife. How would I know where she is?”

Kolt Smith turned around and sneered.

This mocking look angered Harold. “You’re still denying it?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Kolt had a teasing smile on his face.

Harold clenched his fists tightly as he felt like killing the beast in front of him.

In Braydon’s eyes, this kind of useless argument was a waste of time!

Since it was confirmed that Kolt had kidnapped Heather.

In Braydon’s eyes, there was no need to waste time speaking. Kolt would not be able to escape death tonight.

Braydon stood up calmly, pulled out the black gold sword from Luke Yate’s waist, and threw it out.

Swoosh!

The blade stabbed onto the ground in front of Keaton’s feet, causing the Smith family’s eyelids to twitch.

“Tonight, will the Smith family clean up the mess themselves, or should I do it for you?” Braydon smiled faintly.

“Lord Northern King, you have a n.o.ble body. The Smith family will take care of such a small matter. We will definitely give you an explanation!”

Keaton replied in a trembling voice.

No one was stupid. They knew that if this important figure acted, the entire Smith family would be wiped out.

Without the need for the young Northern King to do anything, the Preston main team would wipe out the Smith family and all traces before dawn.

Then, under everyone’s watchful eyes.

Keaton gripped the cold sword with both hands and slowly walked over.

“Patriarch!” Kolt kept backing away and said in fear.

“Don’t blame me. If you do something wrong, you have to take responsibility!” Keaton held the sword and stabbed over.

The sharp blade pierced through Kolt’s abdomen.

Fresh blood flowed out.

The b.l.o.o.d.y scene was unbearable to watch.

Blood trickled down the corner of Kolt’s mouth, but he did not dare to growl. “Why?”

Even until his death, he still did not understand why he had ended up like this. The Smith family did not fear the Sage family at all!

Braydon stood up and left without looking at Kolt.

This kind of small fry was not worth his attention.

Braydon’s fingers moved slightly, and an invisible force was released, landing on the 60-inch TV in the living room.

Bang!

The entire screen was in a mess. The evening news announced that he had been conferred the two extra t.i.tles.

Braydon’s actions clearly showed that he did not want to see this kind of news.

The Smith family members trembled and lowered their heads. “Farewell, Lord Northern King!”

Braydon left the living room to get someone.

It was Heather Sage!

She was brought back to the Smith family by Kolt and was in the car.

From the moment Kolt approached the Smith family manor, he was being secretly monitored by the members of the Preston main team. After he got off the car, Logan Hall directly entered and rescued Heather.

Heather smiled sweetly and said, “Little Braydon!”

“A new nickname for me? Are you okay?” Seeing that she was in good spirits, Braydon could not help but feel relieved.

Heather stuck out her pink tongue and looked at Harold. She could not help but say, “Brother!”

“It’s good that you’re fine!” Harold’s eyes were filled with an elder brother’s love.

Even though Kolt kidnapped Heather, even if he had ten guts, he would not dare to abuse the eldest daughter of the Sage family.

After all, Kolt was not stupid. He kidnapped Heather to force Harold to submit in order to achieve his goal.

If he touched Heather, the entire Sage family and Smith family would be enemies, and there would be no room for reconciliation.

Kolt was a martial artist. If he dared to do such a thing, it was possible that he would be punished by the Preston main team.

Therefore, he was not stupid and did not dare to touch Heather=.

Braydon held her cold hand and said, “Martial artist Kolt Smith kidnapped an ordinary person. According to the ironclad law of Hansworth, kill him on the spot!”

Behind the cold killing order, Kolt’s ending was certain death.

It was also a shock to the seven great families of Preston!

No matter who it was, touching Heather was courting death!

“You want to kill Kolt Smith?” Heather was shocked.

“It’s not the Northern King who wants to kill him. As a martial artist, he kidnapped an innocent person and crossed the line. According to the law, he should be killed!” Steve Xavier explained.

Heather eyes revealed some sympathy.

Braydon held her hand and left the Smith family manor.

Kolt Smith would die without a doubt. No one could save him.