The Strongest War God

“You Neals are being bullies!” Kendrick Lua stood up angrily.

“Who’s bullying you? Just give me back my money!” Old Man Zito’s eyes were not kind. He would not leave without getting a refund.

Before Kendrick could speak.

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Tristan Yandell said angrily, “If we wanted to bully you, you’d already be a corpse!”

“Hmph!” Kendrick’s expression was ugly.

Braydon Neal stood with his hands behind his back and smiled. “Boss Lua, don’t misunderstand us. We didn’t come here to humiliate you. Because in front of me, you are not worthy of my humiliation!”

This sentence was even more excessive than Tristan’s.

His words were calm and unhurried, but Kendrick felt that this was the greatest humiliation ever!

What did he mean when he said that he did not even have the right to be humiliated!

Kendrick’s eyes were filled with anger. A level-nine warrior was the top martial artist in Preston city.

Tristan smiled. “Boss Lua, please reconsider. If you attack the Northern King, your punishment will be the death of your whole family!

His words silenced the entire place.

Kendrick’s pupils shrank, and his eyes were still filled with shock and anger. He glanced at the symbol on Braydon’s sleeve, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

The Qilin embroidery formed by golden threads.

This symbol.

It represented the northern territory.

It also represented the northern army!

The number of people who dared to provoke the north could be counted on one’s fingers.

“Who are you?” Kendrick asked angrily.

“I’m just a plain-clothed man without any official rank. Like you, I’m just an ordinary person.”

Braydon’s humble words were like a spring breeze.

It was this sentence that made Kendrick’s expression change. He cried out, “You’re the plain-clothed from the northern region!”

“Don’t mind me. I’m here to borrow your territory to forge a weapon for my fourth uncle.”

Braydon entered the room calmly. There was a huge furnace, a black iron forging table, and a hammer full of sweat. The room was filled with all kinds of weapons.

There was a sharp sword that was three feet long and as thin as a cicada’s wing!

There was a pitch-black sword that was three feet long, thick and heavy.

There were also cast-iron spears!

All of these had come from Kendrick Lua’s hands.

Braydon nodded slightly. He had everything he needed.

Kendrick was a little terrified. He had never thought that the first Northern King would appear in his small courtyard.

“Northern King, what kind of weapon do you want? I can forge it for you!” he said respectfully.

“You can make a better weapon than the Northern King sword? Who do you think you are?” Tristan asked.

In the end, Kendrick’s face turned green.

All the blacksmiths in Hansworth know about the Northern King sword!

It was a peerless divine weapon that countless blacksmiths could only see in their dreams.

The Northern King sword was so sharp that no one in the world could stop it!

A blade that could break a king-level weapon.

It was the Northern King sword.

It took three years to forge the meteoric black iron. It was controlled by the young Northern King to guard the northern territory and created one legend after another.

This kind of sword was even more terrifying than his.

Even if ten grandmaster blacksmiths joined forces, they would not be able to forge this sword.

“With the Northern King’s status, he shouldn’t be doing such crude blacksmithing. It’s a disgrace to your honor.” Kendrick smiled bitterly.

Tristan laughed when he heard that.

If Braydon had not forged iron and sorted out the grandmaster-level secret forging technique, there would not be the eight grandmaster blacksmiths in the north today.

“I refine weapons to kill people. When I studied medicine, I also did it to kill people!” Braydon chuckled.

In the northern territory, he joined the northern army, and all he learned were killing techniques!

The mission the north pursued was to kill and protect the world!

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Braydon’s words were soft, but the killing intent revealed made Kendrick shudder.

Just like martial artists, who would dare to look down on blacksmiths!

A grandmaster blacksmith was a War God!

The weapons they sold could cut iron and break armors and could greatly increase a martial artist’s strength.

One sword was worth at least ten million.

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Simply put, there was a demand but no supply for this price.

Weapons made by grandmaster blacksmiths could not be cast in large quantities.

However, the weapons of a first-class blacksmith could be mass-produced, even though they were made of ordinary iron.

However, in the hands of a first-class blacksmith, the weapon could still cut through iron like mud and pierce through a bulletproof vest.

The price of such a weapon would start from a million!

What was more terrifying was that the north had over a hundred first-rate blacksmiths!

There were eight grandmaster blacksmiths and a hundred first-rate blacksmiths.

This was the power of the north!

After all these years of accumulation, the first legion of the ten great legions of the northern army had the strongest combat strength. They were direct descendants of the direct descendants.

The first legion of the north, which was personally led by Braydon back then, had already changed its attire over the years.

The one hundred thousand black-clothed elites were equipped with cold swords, and all of them were made by first-rate blacksmiths!

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The divine weapons countless martial artists outside desired that could cut through iron like mud were equipped by the first legion of the northern army.

One could imagine how terrifying it would be if the northern army was equipped with one hundred thousand of these sharp northern cold swords.

It would definitely increase their overall strength!

It was not a child’s play for the northern army to reach the peak in the hands of Braydon.

This was also the terrifying reason why the north was becoming stronger every year.

Braydon’s fingers moved slightly, and his slender fingers gently held the iron hammer. The iron hammer, which weighed fifty pounds, was like a corn cobble in his hand. It was not heavy at all.

Don’t forget how heavy the Northern King sword that Braydon used was!

It weighed more than seven hundred pounds.

Braydon could use the Northern King sword effortlessly, let alone the fifty-pound iron hammer.

The next moment.

A piece of iron the size of a human head was taken out of the furnace. It was completely red, and the heat waves hit his face.

Braydon’s face was slightly red, but the hammer fell calmly.

He did not hit it thunderously, and he did not use all his strength to hammer.

On the contrary, when Braydon lowered the iron hammer, it seemed to be falling calmly.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the entire piece of fire burst out with a dazzling light, and the sparks exploded like fireworks.

It was a dazzling scene!

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Forging had become a beautiful art for Braydon.

However, apart from the north, there were no more than three people who could perform this art in the outside world!

There were only two grandmaster-level blacksmiths in the outside world!

However, in the northern territory, there were eight grandmaster blacksmiths, not including Braydon.

How shocking!

At this moment, on the smithing platform, the red iron block burst out with dazzling sparks with every strike of the hammer. This scene made people exclaim in admiration!

Each strike contained both light and dark force!

The dark force penetrated through, while the light force exploded and formed a squeezing force, causing sparks to fly in all directions.

This kind of blacksmithing technique could only be mastered by grandmaster blacksmiths.

“A grandmaster-level blacksmith!” Kendrick said in a deep voice, his eyes filled with reverence.

These five words caused the young student beside Kendrick to reveal a look of shock.

The young man could not believe it as he looked at the white-robed young man who was even younger than him.

He was actually a grandmaster blacksmith!

This was too terrifying!