The Strongest War God Chapter 597: Who is He?

Chapter 597: Who is He?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“What?”

Hutton Maxwell could not help hilt be shocked-

As everyone knew, opening the door of the pinnacle meant being able to turn spirit into blood. It meant that everything was in order.

In the end, he would definitely become a pinnacle martial artist!

At that time, the 500-year-old man would be called a living immortal on land.

Pinnacle martial artists were definitely existences like Mount Tanish and the Sanguine in the martial arts world.

But now, Hutton sized up Colson Morales. He was clearly a pseudo-pinnacle!

Colson yawned lazily. “Quinten, what are you doing bringing this up?!” As soon as he finished speaking.

Braydon Neal’s gaze fell on Colson. and he frowned. “Your pinnacle door has been shattered?”

Hutton could not help but be shocked. His eyes were filled with disbelief.

How much hatred was there to actually shatter a person’s pinnacle lifeline?

Shattering the door in the body that transformed spirit into blood was akin to cutting off the path to the pinnacle!

In his entire life, he would not be able to enter the pinnacle realm again!

Who was it that was so ruthless?

If there was enmity between the two sides, and the other party was no match for you, you could just kill them.

Breaking the other party’s path to the pinnacle was more vicious than killing them.

Sometimes, many martial artists in the world were not afraid of death.

Since ancient times, all martial artists had blood on their bodies.

They martial arts path was one’s path of bravery.

Death would only last for a moment.

Killing people was just a nod of the head.

However, if he severed his path to the pinnacle and severed his future path of martial arts, his strength would not be able to advance even an inch. How cruel!

The previous owner of the Gray Wolf had his door shattered.

Quinten Kelly sighed. “During the riot back then, the hundred clothes inheritors were severely injured. Two of the clothes were also completely destroyed.”

“Which riot?”

Jonah Shaw frowned.

Braydon’s eyes lit up, and he said softly, “Quinten, you must be referring to the global war a hundred years ago!”

A global war between a hundred countries!

A hundred years ago, foreign countries and barbarians joined forces to invade Hansworth. The beautiful rivers and mountains were covered in smoke, causing the lives of the people to be tainted.

That riot had resulted in the deaths of tens of millions of people of Hansworth.

That’s right, there were more than ten million casualties.

There were old, young, women, and children!

After the chaos a hundred years ago, how could the descendants of the Great Hanlon Dynasty forget the hatred between the countries?

The revenge must continue!

The younger generation was not qualified to forgive the enemies who had invaded our country on behalf of our ancestors!

It was the same for Braydon’s generation.

They believed in the concept of killing as protection.

During the riot a hundred years ago, the foreign barbarians plotted against them and ma.s.sacred their descendants.

Countless heroic men were willing to die, spilling their blood for the country.

There were some grudges and hatred that Braydon’s generation could not forget.

Syrus Yanagi clenched his fists and said softly, “Given Quinten and the others’ age, they have indeed experienced that riot.”

“My injury has nothing to do with that riot.”

Colson let out a breath of turbid air. He did not want to mention the past.

However, it was too late to not talk about it now. It had been more than a hundred years. There was no harm in saying it. It could also let Syrus, a

successor of the hundred clothes, guard against the hidden enemies.

Quinten said softly, “The chaos back then lasted for many years. All kinds of demons and ghosts appeared. The situation was chaotic. There were powerful families and aristocratic families who rebelled and controlled the state power. There were even some who split the land and were given the t.i.tle of king. They set up their own territory and had monstrous power!

“There were foreign countries who want to encroach on Hansworth’s rivers and mountains. The army crossed the border and attacked. The country was in danger and the hundred clothes inheritance appeared!

“The Quinto Sect of Mount Nubis!

“Mount Sino Sword Sect!

“There was also a Daoist pinnacle who appeared and went to the Ludwig sea area alone. He protected the mountains and rivers of Hansworth with his own strength and fought against the five pinnacles of foreign countries who crossed the border. In the end, he died for his country!

“In that riot, Hansworth’s high-level martial artists were reduced by 70%, and the martial artists below the War G.o.d level were reduced by 50%. That battle injured our foundation, and we still haven’t recovered until today!”

Quinten had lived in the capital for a long time, and now he was speaking of how terrifying that riot had been.

To this day, those who had partic.i.p.ated in that turmoil would never forget it.

The powerful families and aristocratic families rebelled and controlled the fate of the country!

There were even ambitious people who split the land and became kings.

Too many things had happened in that era, and too many secrets had been buried.

Until now, there were still some questions that had no answers. “Uncle Morales’s pinnacle door was destroyed in that riot?” Syrus frowned.

“No, it was someone from our country who did it!”

Quinten’s eyes were filled with rage.

In that war-torn era, when foreign enemies invaded the country, there were still people who plotted against the heirs of the hundred clothes.

“Who was it?” Westley Hader asked softly.

“Tell me, and I’ll kill his whole family!”

Braydon listened quietly, a faint smile on his handsome face.

This was not a joke!

As long as Colson said it, Braydon would deal with it.

But Colson did not know either!

Barrett Yearwood sighed softly. “Even till today, I can’t find out who this person is. He was the one who crippled me!”

Barrett told them why his foot was slanted.

The person who attacked them back then was a pinnacle.

It was not an ordinary pinnacle. It was most likely a peak pinnacle.

He broke Colson’s path to the pinnacle with a single palm.

Crippled Barrett with a single shot!

He pierced through Quinten with one finger.

At that time, they were all famous geniuses of the world.

Who would have thought that they would have such a defeat!

There were countless legends in every era.

However, Braydon was a little curious. Who was the person who cut off Colson’s path to the pinnacle?

Colson let out a breath. He had already let go of what happened a hundred years ago. He said unhappily, “You guys be careful. Maybe those guys who are plotting against the owners of the hundred clothes are still alive!”

“It seems that there was more than one person who stained the hundred clothes back then!”

Westley said indifferently without fear.

If someone in the dark wanted to get their hands on the black cloud flying fish robe, they could come and find him.

After chatting for a while.

Leroy Maxwell, who was sitting in front of the bronze door, was emitting an aura that seemed to be fluctuating more and more violently.

Everyone looked over.

Everyone knew in their hearts that this meant that the breakthrough had failed!

Leroy failed to break through to the pinnacle realm.

He opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood. He had used up all his energy, but he still could not find the door to the pinnacle in his body. He could not turn his spirit into blood.

It made him raise his head and roar in despair, “The heavens have abandoned me!”

At this age, he failed to break through to the pinnacle realm and had suffered heavy injuries.

His days were numbered!

Hutton faintly felt that something was wrong and could not help but go forward to comfort him. Leroy was his grandfather’s fourth brother. “Grandpa Leroy, you’ve failed to break through to the pinnacle realm, but there are still opportunities in the future!”

However, his words of comfort were useless.

Leroy’s hair was disheveled, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. It was as if his ears could not hear anything outside.

He knew that he had failed!