The Strongest War God Chapter 977: The Young Ones Grow Up and Soar in the Sky

Chapter 977: The Young Ones Grow Up and Soar in the Sky

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The founder of Banko betrayed the First Emperor and established a country on this island more than 2,000 years ago. It gradually evolved into the current Banko.

The possessor of black vitality was the greatest threat to Banko.

The silver-haired man said hoa.r.s.ely, “The era of the First Emperor has long pa.s.sed. Kill him and cut off his descendants. This child cannot be left alive!”

The eight pinnacles of Banko were jolted awake, and they turned to look at the little fool.

Braydon Neal crossed his hands behind his back and walked past the eight of them. He said softly, “It’s been more than 2,000 years since the era of the First Emperor. However, today’s Hansworth is my era. It’s a pity that my ancestor, the First Emperor, could not foresee the future. Otherwise, this Fura Island would have turned into scorched earth more than 2,000 years ago.”

A light sentence made the silver-haired man tremble.

Because what Braydon said was the truth.

“Luke, kill them and meet up with me,” Braydon said calmly.

“Tonight, I will avenge Martial Uncle Hader!”

Luke Yates mentioned someone.

That person was none other than Xandros Hader, the commander of the Ludwig Army from forty years ago.

Xandros and Finley Yanagi were fellow disciples.

The Ludwig Army was the predecessor of the Northern Army.

As the inheritor of the Qilin flag, the Northern Army bloodline would continue to hold grudges for their ancestors.

“Stop him!” The silver-haired man seemed to have realized what Braydon was going to do. “We can’t let him disturb His Royal Highness’ ceremony!”

Who was the king of Banko?

Braydon really wanted to meet him.

The little fool’s speed increased sharply, helping his brother to block the eight pinnacles. He fully activated the First Emperor Combat Technique, and his vitality completely went berserk and flowed in reverse, like a king of the night.

Luke looked up at the sky and roared. “Not long ago, because I cultivated the Son of Heaven’s Nine Strikes, even my grandfather in the capital wanted to kill me. Today, I will show the capital the Nine Strikes again. Why can only Colton and Heather cultivate it? I can too!”

The stubborn little fool disappeared after his brother had left.

Instead, he looked like the lord of the night, his pitch-black eyes exuding a cold killing intent.

After all, Luke was from the Northern Army lineage.

After all, he was the younger brother of the Northern King.

He was also the Great Demon King of the Northern Army who had killed tens of thousands of enemies.

Luke took a step forward and punched out like a dragon. He shouted, “Son of Heaven Combat Technique, Nine Piercing Clouds, Sky Breaking Style!”

In the dark night, nine little fools appeared in one breath.

No one could tell if it was real or fake.

It was as if everyone was real.

The next second, before everyone could react.

The nine pinnacles returned to Luke’s body.

Every time a figure returned, Luke’s aura doubled. The huge pressure suppressed all eight of them.

“What?!” Dexter Jansky and the others, who were hidden in the dark, said in shock, “This little fool’s talent is so high!”

“I have never seen a useless person beside the family leader in the Northern Army!”

Fenton Jansky said softly.

Actually, these words could be said more thoroughly.

The Northern Army had no trash.

Luke punched out, and the bodies of the three pinnacles in front of him exploded into pieces.

He killed three pinnacle martial artists with one punch.

Three out of the eight pinnacles had died.

There were still five people left!

Luke stepped in the dark night. His eyes were cold and murderous. He said softly, “Back then, Frediano was known as King Luminosa, Syrus was known as the seven-time king, Tobey was known as the King Tobey, and even big head Colbie was known as the King Colbie. When I was young, I wanted to call myself the Son of Heaven. My brother almost beat the c.r.a.p out of me and told me not to mention this matter again.”

“Why do you have to reactivate my t.i.tle tonight!”

Luke’s voice resounded throughout the world.

Luke was t.i.tled the Son of Heaven!

His t.i.tle of the Great Demon King was fake. The soldiers of the Northern Army couldn’t stand the little fool’s torture, so they called him the Great Demon King behind his back.

At this moment, after ten years, Little Fool had reactivated his t.i.tle.

This t.i.tle was even worse than Harvey Lay’s.

Harvey was known as the Sovereign King of Perpetual Darkness.

Luke was called the Son of Heaven.

Neither of them wasn’t worrisome.

Braydon was already far away. When he heard Luke’s voice, he suddenly stopped.

A moment later.

He shook his head helplessly, and a doting smile appeared on his lips. Without turning back, he said, “Up to you. Since you were young, a group of brothers spoiled you, but all young ones grow up with time. Since you want to spread your wings and soar in the sky, how can I stop you?”

The Northern Army elites would not stop Luke.

On the contrary, these brothers would definitely protect Little Fool.

So what if he was the Son of Heaven?

It was just a t.i.tle. It was not a big deal.

If Harvey was here, he would definitely scold Braydon for being biased. He was known as the Sovereign King of Perpetual Darkness, but he was beaten half-dead by Braydon back then. Yet, Little Fool was now known as the Son of Heaven.

How was that not a big deal!

If this wasn’t favoritism, what else could it be?

On Fura Island, the silver-haired pinnacle and the others were terrified. This little fool was really way too ruthless.

He was actually called the Son of Heaven!

This t.i.tle was truly frightening.

“Who exactly are you?!” The silver-haired pinnacle asked in horror.

“Tonight, I’ll kill the people from Fura Island!”

In a flash, Luke punched out once again to greet the remaining five pinnacles.

The two b.a.l.l.s on his abdomen emitted a gentle glow.

When one stood on the ground and looked up, one could almost see that in Luke’s stomach, there were two round things, one black and one yellow.

The two supreme pinnacle seeds were emitting power and merging into Luke’s blood, turning into vitality to increase his strength.

Braydon was right. This younger brother of his was born wealthy!

Even lying down and sleeping could increase his strength.

Now that it was a fierce battle, his strength had increased even more during the battle.

He had increased his vitality by a thousand Na in one breath.

Who wouldn’t be afraid of the speed at which his strength had increased?

The five pinnacles of Banko were all beaten up by Luke.

The silver-haired man turned around and fled, his heart trembling.

Luke had no intention of giving him a way out.

Banko martial artists whose hands were stained with the blood of the Ludwig men should all die!

Their crimes could not be forgiven!

Foreign martial artists were all enemies.

Luke caught up with him in a flash and punched him, causing his body to explode. The black vitality in his body became more vigorous, giving off a terrifying aura.

As many as nine pinnacles of Banko had all died in the hands of Luke.

Luke’s black vitality had increased to 15,000 Na.

In just five seconds.

His vitality increased by 5,000 Na.

All the power came from the black supreme pinnacle seed.

Luke seemed to have found a shortcut to cultivation. His strength had increased completely through inheritance.

“Is there no one left in Banko?” he asked, his voice resounding throughout the entire Fura Island. “Sending these nine trash out just to die!”

The little fool’s provocation was clearly asking for a beating.

However, the pinnacle martial artists of Banko had already vaguely seen that Luke’s strength could not be suppressed unless he was faced with a conferred pinnacle.

A high-level pinnacle was at the same level as Luke.

Within the same level, Luke was invincible.

An old voice came from the darkness in the distance. “Hansworth’s martial arts luck is prosperous. The Martial Emperor has been dormant for a hundred years. He nurtured the country’s fate and nurtured so many geniuses!”