The Strongest War God-Chapter 1868: The Forbidden Techniques Appear Again
Chapter 1868: The Forbidden Techniques Appear Again
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Even Lord McAvoy had underestimated his big brother’s boldness in this life.
Braydon Neal crossed his hands behind his back and ascended into the sky, personally going to meet Loki Foreman and the others.
He was curious to see what the young talents from each race were like.
After the door to the Immortal Burial Ground closed, the peak experts from various races reemerged in the outside world.
Those who had entered the Immortal Burial Ground were immediately thrown into a massive battle!
The 33 elites of the demon race were all extraordinary, boasting powerful bloodlines. freeweɓnøvel.com
Among them were the Qilin young master, Zalyz Baar of the saint race, and the young masters of the true phoenix, the white tiger, and the dragon tribe—all appearing on the battlefield!
Their strength was on par with Loki and his gang.
The 33 elites of the demon race surrounded the seven people.
The seven faced off against the demon elites, their odds of victory slim to none!
None of the 100 beings who stood out in the prodigy tournament were weak.
From millions of geniuses across all races, only a hundred had survived—a one in 40,000 chance.
If they faced an unexpected ambush and were surrounded, their chances of survival would plummet to one in a million.
No one who entered the Immortal Burial Ground was weak!
Loki, Bedirhan Leitner,Femi Kabbah, and Garvie Nantz had all reached the ancient god realm, making them powerhouses among the younger generation of the human race.
Unfortunately, all the beings present were of the same level.
The 33 demon elites were all ancient gods, presenting a significant threat to Loki’s group.
"Human geniuses have entered the Immortal Burial Ground. If we let you leave alive, how will we face our races?" said Zalyz, the young master of the Qilin tribe.
His cold words summoned more than 90 killing intents.
Of the hundred geniuses, aside from these seven, every single one exuded murderous intent.
Loki knew no fear.
He unsheathed his sword, laughing wildly. "A bunch of trash! On the ancient battlefield, if I didn’t worry about provoking the old men of your races and starting a war between the top powers, I’d have killed you long ago!"
"Garvie, take Maxton away!"
Bedirhan’s green robe fluttered in the air, and a flicker of killing intent appeared.
Femi’s entire body surged with a domineering aura. "Stop wasting time," he said coldly. "Attack!"
"You’re courting death!"
A devilish youth stepped forward from the 33 elites of the demon race.
His left eye bore a moon mark, and his right eye had a sun mark, both glowing with a terrifying aura.
Garvie shielded Maxton Acton behind him and spoke softly, "I heard there was an ancestor in the demon race, once a saint beast, who became an ancestor of the demon race. When he was born, he was already at the peak realm—he was the tenth golden crow when the universe was created!
"Two thousand years ago, this golden crow tried to transcend by force. Not only did he fail, but his cultivation also regressed. He went mad and caused chaos in the demon realm. I even heard that he didn’t spare the princess of the true phoenix royal family. Is this true?"
Garvie shifted his gaze to the devilish youth, his tone full of playful mockery.
The youth’s father was a three-legged golden crow, and his mother the princess consort of the true phoenix king—a hybrid of a golden crow and a true phoenix!
That golden crow had indeed humiliated the true phoenix tribe, fathering this boy.
It had to be said—the universe was vast and full of wonders!
"Die!" The devilish youth’s eyes blazed with fury, and he attacked in an instant.
His right hand transformed into a silver claw, as powerful as a peak path artifact, and aimed for Garvie’s head.
But Garvie smiled, unafraid.
He was the true heir to Braydon’s legacy, having mastered the techniques of ten thousand eras!
Garvie charged forward, and the battle between these two Heaven’s Favorites ignited like a fuse.
In the blink of an eye, all 33 of the demon race’s prodigies attacked.
Loki, Bedirhan, and Femi unleashed their powerful auras.
"Everyone, retreat!"
Loki stepped forward, his entire being radiating a crushing pressure.
He had originally reached the first level of the ancient god realm, yet the force radiating from his body was no weaker than that of a god supreme realm expert.
"What are you doing?" Bedirhan frowned.
"They provoked me!" Loki’s expression was icy, and the aura around him grew increasingly strange.
He was about to unleash a forbidden technique.
The Three Lives Daoism Art was something Braydon had cultivated his entire life.
It contained many forbidden techniques—thirteen in total.
Nine minor forbidden techniques, three minor forbidden techniques, and the death forbidden technique.
Any one of these techniques was incredibly terrifying.
Loki was the leader of the group, the one who led the five lords in suppressing the universe.
And now, these foreign races dared to provoke him and the others.
His face was filled with killing intent.
He knew his opponents were all formidable enemies—the genius of the innate race, the young master of the saint beast race, and over 90 others.
If allowed to grow, they would surely become a great threat in the future.
It was better to kill them completely today.
Loki spread his arms wide, his body temperature rising rapidly. "Grand Master’s faction, the Northern Army, is not something you can provoke!" he declared in a dignified voice.
"Forbidden technique, Nine Suns!"
Loki activated the nine minor forbidden techniques.
Swoosh!
Bedirhan, Femi, and the others’ expressions changed.
"Stop!" Garvie shouted. "Do you want to die?"
Even Garvie dared not use the Three Lives Daoism Art.
These forbidden techniques were far from perfect—the price for using them was his life.
Sacrificing himself for these enemies wasn’t worth it.
Bedirhan, who knew Loki best, coldly shouted, "There’s no need to rush to kill these trash now. Use your Eight Blade Technique. You can still take them down!"
"Kill!" Loki had only one response—today, none of them would leave alive.
In an instant, his body transformed into a blazing sun.
The scorching light covered 90,000 miles, illuminating the earth and casting its monstrous might across the human world.
The blazing sun then split into nine, and the nine suns connected, unleashing a terrifying aura.
Loki’s cultivation continued to skyrocket!
From the first level of the ancient god realm, he advanced to the god supreme realm in just a single breath.
Everyone’s expression changed.
Zalyz, the young master of the Qilin tribe, shouted angrily. "The Three Lives Daoism Art and the Nine Suns Forbidden Technique! Let’s go!"
Who would dare to face the terrifying forbidden techniques left behind by such a great figure?
It was a fear embedded deep in the blood of all living beings—a symbol of immense terror!
But no one expected that Loki didn’t intend to kill them just yet.
His aura continued to rise rapidly.
With a single step, he broke through again.
Above the god supreme realm was the god king realm—the revival of an immortal king!
With this cultivation, he was already an expert of the immortal world.
Bedirhan moved instantly.
Swoosh!
Eight gates materialized around him, transforming into a sealing technique that shot into the blazing sun in the sky.
He did this to give Loki a chance at survival, suppressing the power of the forbidden techniques.
Loki’s cultivation no longer increased, but it was already more than enough to annihilate the enemies before him.
A young man, engulfed in flames, emerged slowly from the nine suns.
It was Loki.
The nine suns had birthed new life, and he now had nine bodies, each like a god king.
One of them appeared in front of Zalyz, his left hand turning into a blade, shining with a golden light.
