The Strongest War God - Chapter 215

215 All the Men Under His Command

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Kyle Quirk’s face turned green as he cursed Holton Scholl in his heart.

Was Holton Scholl a real tiger or a f*cking idiot?

The white-robed youth before him was the king of the northern region. He was the only one who reigned supreme in the eight thousand miles of northern territory. The eight countries outside the tiger’s roar were terrified!

A young king like this had crossed the border alone not long ago and entered Namar’s territory. With an injured body, he had killed several conferred kings.

In Namar Palace, he had his sword held against Namar’s ruler, Cameron Linar’s neck, demanding he hand over the north’s hidden agent.

How domineering.

How many people in Hansworth could have such courage?

With this deterrence, Namar did not dare to make any big moves.

This was the might of the Northern King!

Usually, everyone would hide, and no one would dare to provoke them.

Today, if he had not received the secret order, he, Kyle Quirk, the head of the Preston dark division, would not have come over even if he was beaten to death. He would rather hide far away than come over to bring bad luck upon himself.

Hatcher Murphy had already unsheathed his saber, and the eight thousand imperial guards of the central plains had all unsheathed their swords. Their bloodthirsty killing intent soared into the sky.

More than half of the members of the dark division revealed fear in their eyes.

They were panicking!

Many people were probably cursing Holton’s ancestors in their hearts.

Of all the people he could provoke, he had to provoke these lunatics from the northern army.

Tristan Yandell said ruthlessly, “Take him down, cripple him, and throw him out of the Neal family!”

“Deputy Governor Yandell, please calm down. Leader Scholl is young and ignorant. Regardless, he is still your subordinate!”

Zander Zeller hurriedly pleaded.

“I don’t have such an idiot under my command!” Tristan’s face was filled with disdain.

“Holton Scholl, kneel down and admit your mistake!” Zander Zeller’s eyes were filled with the desire to eat someone alive.

Holton did not expect that a single sentence from him would cause so much trouble.

Eight thousand imperial guards were stood there.

Holton’s face turned green. If he had known that this would happen, he would definitely have restrained his arrogant personality.

“Lord Yandell, I was wrong!” He bowed and said in a low voice.

“Kneel down!”

Only the martial artists of the three provinces of the central plains knew how cold Captain Hatcher Murphy was.

A War God’s pressure swept over. Holton instantly knelt down on both knees, his knees deeply sinking into the soil.

He was just a ninth-level warrior. He could not withstand the pressure of a War God!

That’s right, Holton Scholl was only a warrior!

Lamar city and Preston city were of the same size. The leader of the Lamar city main team and the leader of the dark division were all at the warrior level.

Only the leader in the provincial capital, Quill, was a warlord!

Holton knelt down and lowered his head, feeling humiliated.

But he had brought this upon himself.

Braydon Neal stood with his hands behind his back and smiled. “I understand that you came here under a secret order, but I’m very confused about the survivors of Ludwig that you mentioned!”

Zander was slightly stunned and did not react.

“If Lord Northern King has anything to say, it’s fine,” he probed.

“Then, I’ll get straight to the point. I was born in the Neal family manor. Other than you, there are only the Neal family members and the children of the north here. There are no survivors of Ludwig!”

Braydon said softly. He looked at the imperial guards and said, “Put your swords back into your sheaths and retreat!”

“Yes, Sir!”

The eight thousand imperial guards of the central plains not only listened to the captain, Hatcher Murphy, but also to their former military commander, Braydon Neal.

As long as Braydon gave the order, these eight thousand heroic men were willing to die for him.

At this moment, Zander was instantly stunned.

Kyle’s eyelids twitched slightly. He seemed to have understood something and immediately shut his mouth.

According to his plan, he just had to make a trip here today.

Did he really want to take them away in front of Braydon Neal?

That was definitely courting death!

Holton knelt on the ground and pointed at Old Man Zito and Ernest Lanford. He said in a low voice, “Lord Northern King, the two old men beside you are the survivors of Ludwig.

“His name is Frazer Zito. He was the vice commander of Ludwig in the past. He was a terrifying figure and extremely dangerous!”

“His name is Cesar Lichtman. He was the commander of the third legion of the Ludwig army. His title was the Underworld Blade. His blade strikes the underworld and breaks the devil’s gall!”

…

Holton’s words triggered Hatcher’s killing intent.

Even Tristan’s gaze was cold.

In the Neal family manor, they had just found out the identity of the two old men.

In the end, the dark division found out about it within a short period of time!

This Neal family manor was under the surveillance of the dark division.

Only Braydon’s tone was calm. “Old Man Zito and Ernest Lanford are the hidden agents of the old generation of the northern army. Do you understand?”

The last three words were a very calm question.

Hyle felt a chill run down his spine and cupped his hands on the spot. “Understood. We shall now bid you farewell!”

Kyle turned around and left.

If he dared to say that he did not understand, he could be killed!

Braydon said that these two people were the hidden agents of the old generation of the northern army, so they were from northern army.

If the dark division still dared to say that Old Man Zito and Ernest Lanford were the survivors of Ludwig, in the eyes of the northern army, it meant that they wanted to touch their comrades.

Those who touched the northern army would die.

If he did not answer this question well, no matter how many people from the dark division came today, they would all die.

Braydon boarded the helicopter and said calmly, “If your dark division dares to touch someone from the northern army, I will use the name of the Northern King to propose to the capital to abolish the dark division!”

His loud voice resounded throughout the entire Neal family manor.

His words revealed the power of the Northern King.

Everyone’s pupils constricted.

Braydon was a man of his word.

In the name of the northern army, if he proposed to abolish the dark division, the success rate was over 90%.

The division would almost certainly be abolished.

It was only because the capital garrison’s three governors were all from the northern army.

It was because the ten legions of the northern territory had too many battle achievements!

Zander’s face was pale as he said hoarsely, “We won’t dare!”

The people from the dark division were drenched in cold sweat. Usually, they could even touch the people from the various large special operations teams. After all, they were born to restrain them.

All the martial artists in the world would be trembling in fear when they saw the members of the dark division.

The members of the dark division were nurtured to be arrogant and condescending.

But now, in front of Braydon Neal, the arrogance of the members of the dark division was not worth mentioning.

In this world, there were existences that the dark division needed to respect.

Unfortunately, Braydon was one of them.

Luke Yates boarded the helicopter and walked past Hatcher. The corners of his mouth twitched. “Cripple him. If you want to kill him, then kill him. I’ll bear the responsibility!”

Hatcher revealed a bright smile. It was sincere and filled with longing. The old Big Brother Luke had not changed at all.

He looked up and watched the helicopter take off.

Hatcher needed to lead his troops back to the provincial capital, so he turned around and said coldly, “Everyone, let’s go. I’ll send you back!”

“No need for Captain Murphy to worry about us!” Zander’s eyelids twitched slightly.

If the imperial guards of the central plains sent them back, who would not be afraid?

But it was not up to them!

The eight thousand imperial guards escorted them to the Neal family manor’s gate.

Hatcher’s eyes turned cold as he drew his sword. The black light was like a thunderbolt as it pierced through Holton’s abdomen and nailed him to the wall.

The scene was silent.

There were more than a hundred people in the dark division, and every face showed shock, fear, and anger.

This scene stunned everyone.

“Captain Murphy?” Zander cried out involuntarily.

“You… Cough!” Holton’s eyes bulged and were bloodshot. His hand was grabbing Hatcher’s shoulder.

He could not believe that he was attacked when he was walking out of the door.

Hatcher’s thin lips moved slightly. “In front of the commander, anyone who dares to act presumptuously must die!”