The Strongest War God-Chapter 1611 - A Great Explosion
Chapter 1611: A Great Explosion
Chapter 1611: A Great Explosion Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The timid little girl wiped her tears and said weakly.Â
That single sentence evoked a deep sense of pity.
“He’s still young and hasn’t lost his lust for life,” Easton Thorpe sneered.
“Even if you’re not a legitimate daughter, he wouldn’t be willing to let you die at the hands of an outsider!”
Easton was right.Â
Despite the dark struggles involved, Brie Neal was innocent.Â
How could the dignified Braydon allow his own child to die at the hands of outsiders?Â
Braydon was already a father, and his cold heart still had a soft spot for his child.
“With this chip, even if Braydon comes, he won’t dare to act rashly!” The old man from the Golden Dragon Pavilion laughed sinisterly.
“Holding Commander Neal’s child hostage and using it as a bargaining chip, you’re creating a monstrous feud!” The third-generation elder of the Seymour family was extremely excited.Â
They knew Braydon too well and understood the power of Braydon and the entire Northern Army.Â
If they disregarded everything, could the various major powers of the Spirit Sea really withstand it?
Coincidentally, at that moment, as they discussed the treasures in the Spirit Sea, a strong killing intent swept across the entire Nine Magnificence Divine Mountain.Â
A young man around the age of twelve or thirteen charged over with a spear in his hand!Â
He was dressed in white, just like the young Northern King.
“How dare you hurt my sister!
I’ll kill your entire family!” he roared, wielding a cold sword.
His ruthless temperament and domineering tone made him resemble the young Braydon!
“Big Brother!” Ning Xixi wiped her tears and saw the youth from afar.Â
It was Trevon Neal!
Trevon was here!
Trevon was too much like his father.Â
He was iron-blooded, and despite his young age, his mind was extraordinary.Â
Even though he looked domineering on the outside and dealt with things ruthlessly, there was still something he wanted to protect in his heart.
Trevon did not have many things to protect!
He inherited his father’s ambition and was willing to sacrifice himself to protect the safety of Hansworth for ten thousand years.Â
He is even more willing to protect the eternal prosperity of Hansworth!
He was also willing to protect the Neal family, his mother, and his sister, Judith Neal.
As the elder brother, Trevon entered the Spirit Sea and found out that he had a younger sister.Â
At first, he was extremely furious, but later on, he also found out that it was against human relations for a junior like him to get involved in the matters of his father.
Trevon could not participate in the matters of her father!
He had also learned some things from his father, Braydon Neal.
That was the matter of his father’s generation.
It had nothing to do with him.Â
He would explain it to his mother in the future.
However, Brie was innocent!
Her birth was an accident.Â
The Foreman family and the Neal family must have pressured her to give birth to this child.
Born in a large family, the internal strife was fierce.
If there was no one to protect her, Brie’s life was destined to be miserable!
However, the Foreman family would never allow Brie to die in an accident.
If she died in the Foreman family, she would have to suffer Braydon’s wrath!
This was the bottom line!
However, this bottom line seemed very extravagant.
As humans lived, they had to endure the joys and sorrows of the human world, as well as the ups and downs.
Brie was born into a large family, if she had no one to protect her, she would probably only have a bitter life for the rest of her life!
It was these principles that made Trevon understand that his father’s matters were too complicated.Â
No matter how he vented, he should not implicate Brie!
Because she was also Trevon’s younger sister!
Trevon was really too much like his father.Â
He had to protect the person he acknowledged in his heart.
More importantly, this little girl called Trevon’ big brother ‘whenever she saw him!
Until today, there was only one girl who had called him brother.
That person was Judith Neal!
Now, there was one more person: Brie.Â
Trevon descended on Nine Magnificence Divine Mountain with a saber in hand.Â
Brie stood up and waved her little hands.
“Brother, I’m here!”
“Brie!” Trevon arrived and activated his dual pupils.Â
His ten pupils gleamed—one eye was the master, and nine eyes followed suit.Â
With his enhanced perception, Trevon immediately noticed Brie’s injuries despite her not mentioning them.Â
Still, upon seeing Trevon, she naturally reached out with a familiar closeness, waving her small hands.
Easton’s eyes flashed brightly, and the old figures from the other factions also showed hints of joy.Â
What did Brie’s brother represent?Â
Braydon’s son had arrived—potentially the most significant bargaining chip today.Â
While the daughter of a mistress might not hold much sway, the eldest son of Braydon was another matter.
“Run!” shouted the elder of the Flower Immortal Sect, turning urgently to Trevon.
“Neal family’s son, run!
Inform your father!”
“Trying to leave?
Too late!” Easton sneered.
“Everyone, I’ve already given you a great gift.
Now, here’s another one.
Wouldn’t you like to take it yourselves?”
“I’ll handle this!” declared the elder of the Golden Dragon Pavilion, his satisfaction evident.Â
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If all of Braydon’s children were captured, the threat to Braydon would be undeniable.Â
They would then dictate how to divide the Dragon Spring world.
This sentiment was shared by others present, and the old figures from various factions attacked simultaneously.Â
Their goal: to capture Trevon.
“Son of Heaven’s Nine Strikes!”Â
Despite Trevon being a holy master, the attackers were formidable life and death realm experts.Â
Could he traverse the entire Saint Heart Realm and overcome a Life and Death Realm expert?
Trevon possessed numerous secret techniques, capable even of challenging a newly minted life and death realm cultivator.Â
However, today’s opponents were all seasoned veterans in the late stage of life and death realm—none were to be underestimated.
The elder of the Golden Dragon Pavilion moved swiftly, his palm descending like a ghostly flash, aiming directly at Trevon.Â
The impact was substantial; under Trevon’s Nine Strikes, he was thrown back like a kite with a broken string, crashing like a cannonball into the sea, sending up towering waves.
“Don’t be too hasty.
Killing him now would be wasteful,” Easton remarked with a faint smile.
“This kid has inherited his father’s talent.
Despite being a holy master, he gave me a moment of danger just now.
He won’t go down so easily.”
Confident in his strength, the elder sealed the area with a gesture and manipulated seawater with his bare hands, engulfing Trevon within.
“Big Brother!” cried Brie, her eyes filled with worry.
Unbeknownst to them, Trevon’s cold voice resonated from within the sea, “Spirit Summoning Art, sacrifice a hundred years of life.
Summon all, perish!”
This mysterious Spirit Summoning Art was fearsome every time it was invoked.Â
Its origins were shrouded in mystery—neither Braydon nor Heather Sage had taught it to Trevon.Â
As his mother, Heather understood Trevon well enough to foresee the consequences of imparting such power to him.Â
Today, driven by desperation, Trevon was willing to sacrifice a century of his life to eliminate everyone present.
A black thread suddenly streaked across the clear sky, unseen by the elder of the Golden Dragon Pavilion, caught up in his triumph.
