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Chapter 749 - 749: A Thousand Years of History Destroyed Today?
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Chapter 749: A Thousand Years of History Destroyed Today?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Dominic Lowe was moved. He wanted to persuade him, but he knew that even if he did, it would probably be useless. He might as well not say anything.

“Northern King, you…” Ashley started angrily.Follow current s on ɴovᴇl(ꜰ)ir(e).nᴇt

“Hmm?”

Braydon Neal shot a cold glance at her and moved his fingers slightly. The remaining 100 swords hung above Ashley’s head, and he said, “Kneel down, and I’ll allow you to speak!”

He was clearly trying to offend the International Arbitration Council!

As an arbitrator, Ashley was a high and mighty existence in the western countries.

Because she was a pinnacle!

A pinnacle could not be humiliated!

However, they did not expect that the two arbitrators of the Western

International Arbitration Council would suffer great humiliation here today.

It was obvious to Ashley that the young man in white at the head of the table was a young man who would do what he said.

Wilmot was an example.

Not wanting to die, Ashley lowered her proud head and slowly knelt on one knee. “I’m the arbitrator of the International Arbitration Council, Ashley. Greetings, Your Highness!”

“Alright, get lost!”

Braydon raised his hand, and the swords scattered. Wilmot, who was nailed to the wall, fell to the ground. He was half-crippled.

His body had been pierced through by six swords. The tendons in his hands and legs had been broken, and all eight extraordinary meridians in his body had been severed. The door to the pinnacle was on his left shoulder, and Braydon had pierced through it with one sword.

From today onward, he was a cripple!

Braydon would use cold-blooded methods to terrorize others. He would not kill his enemies, but he would not let them go that easily either. He did not want to give them the chance to seek revenge. That was why he crippled Wilmot.

Ashley raised her head with difficulty. The two of them had come today to discuss other matters. They were here on behalf of the International Arbitration Council.

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However, she did not expect that Braydon would not even give her a chance to talk things through.

“Your Highness, Wilmot and I represent the International Arbitration Council in mediating the conflict between you and Namar!”

Braydon tilted his head and looked at Ashley.

The International Arbitration Council was really confident that they would be able to mediate the conflict between the Northern Army and Namar.

Why didn’t the International Arbitration Council show up when the one thousand pinnacles from the hundred countries attacked Mount Tanish together last night?

Why didn’t the International Arbitration Council show up last night when the allied forces of a hundred countries were at the borders of Hansworth?

Now that Braydon was eliminating the martial artists from Namar, the International Arbitration Council finally showed themselves!

Such bias!

Did they think Braydon was easy to bully?

“Get out of my sight within three seconds, or I’ll declare war on the International Arbitration Council today!” Braydon said as he slowly closed his eyes.

His cold words made Ashley’s entire body turn cold.

The Northern King wanted to declare war on the International Arbitration Council?

Was he crazy?

Dominic’s entire body trembled. He opened his mouth but swallowed his words.

Ashley was shocked and furious, but she could sense the killing intent in Braydon’s words.

If Braydon declared war on the International Arbitration Council, she and Wilmot would definitely die in Namar today.

At the thought of this, Ashley did not dare to stay any longer. She turned around and picked up Wilmot before leaving.

However, behind her, Braydon’s voice rang out.

“The International Arbitration Council has been established for a thousand years, right? If it were destroyed today, it would be a pity!” These were Braydon’s words.

Everyone could feel the strong warning in his words.

If the International Arbitration Council dared to interfere with the matters of the Northern Army again…

Braydon would kill the Western International Arbitration Council and remove its very existence.

Ashley’s entire body trembled. She was a pinnacle, but in front of the handsome young man at the head of the table, she was so inferior that she had no right to speak.

After the two arbiters left.

“You’ve really offended the Western International Arbitration Council today,” Dominic said with a bitter smile.

Braydon smiled at this.

The Northern Army had long offended the Western International Arbitration Council.

There was enmity between the two sides!

Braydon said calmly, “I’ll have to trouble Duke Lowe to go back and tell Teacher that the four entities are nothing to worry about. Sadie mustn’t be harmed. If she dies, there’ll be a disaster!”

Dominic’s eyes revealed a look of shock. He sensed that the hidden meaning in his words.

Braydon didn’t say much. He asked Dominic to pass on his words to Martial Emperor Yanagi.

Dominic was very tactful and did not ask further.

Some things were not to be made known to outsiders.

Braydon was different. He was not only the son of Hansworth, but also the young master of Kylo.

How could Braydon not know a part of Kylo’s secrets?

Sadie Dudley was the master of Kylo.

If she died, it would be a disaster.

Some people’s very existence was enough to rock the world.

If Sadie were to die, there would definitely be old monsters who would come out to cause trouble.

Before Dominic left, he said, “The capital city will use the strength of the entire country to help you heal the master of Kylo!”

“Sadie doesn’t accept outsiders’ kindness. She won’t accept anything from all of you.”

Braydon slowly closed his eyes and ignored everyone.

This made Dominic look helpless. He could only cup his hands and leave quietly.

All martial artists would be killed!

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There were more than a million martial artists in Namar. In just one night, all of them had fled the country.

A large number of Namar martial artists fled into the neighboring Wolanda.

The Northern Army’s big move attracted the attention of the entire world.

All the countries understood that this was the Northern King’s response to the incident on Mount Tanish last night. He went straight for Namar right after.

After this incident broke out.

The other seven countries of the eight countries in the north all gave up and retreated.

Wolanda and the other six countries sent envoys overnight to the capital to discuss peace negotiations.

They were afraid!

These people were afraid that Braydon would attack them after eliminating Namar martial artists.

Wolanda and the other special envoys went to the capital and offered a huge offer!

There was only one goal in all of this, and that was to make peace!

Braydon had been in Namar for three days and had already received the news.

Marvin Townsend, a hidden agent of the Northern Army, was the head of one of the nine departments in the capital.

Every movement in the capital was known by Braydon, who was thousands of miles away in Linar.

In the Linar Palace.

Braydon looked at the information on his watch and slowly closed his eyes. “The deception in the capital is so tiring!”

Back then, Braydon had rejected his teacher, Martial Emperor Yanagi, and refused to inherit the Nine-Dragon Combat Technique.

There was no doubt that Braydon would grow tired of the capital’s internal deception.

Therefore, the Nine-Dragon Combat Technique was inherited by the seven-time champion, Syrus Yanagi.

At this moment, a person appeared outside the hall. It was a handsome and unruly young man, his eyes darting around sneakily.

“Brother?” he shouted sneakily. “Brother, brother!”

“Get in here!”

Braydon closed his eyes. He knew who it was even before the person appeared.

Other than Luke Yates, you wouldn’t find such a little fool in the Northern Army.

Luke swaggered and walked at a disrespectful pace. His broken bagpipe was hanging at his waist, and he was carrying two large sacks filled with things in his hands.

He was still chewing something in his mouth as he muttered, “Brother, let me show you a big treasure!”