The Strongest War God

Braydon arrived at Banko with his hands behind his back. His clothes were as white as snow, and he did not alarm any of the residents.

However, Banko had been paying close attention to the movements in Song.

When they noticed that Braydon was on the way back and had stopped in Togo, he was shocked.

The higher-ups of Banko secretly ordered the person in charge of Togo to welcome the arrival of King Braydon!

They had to welcome him in the grandest manner possible so as not to make him angry.

Even though Braydon’s hidden illness had relapsed, he could not be trifled with.

Braydon was the king of the northern territory.

There were many valiant generals in the northern army, and the soldiers of the northern army were good at killing.

They absolutely could not give Braydon any excuse to send troops to Togo.

Therefore, when Braydon arrived in Togo.

The five elite legions that had been deployed in Togo long ago to guard against the western army were all mobilized and rushed to the northern region of Togo.

An elite army in neat formation.

Led by the important figures of Banko, they lined up on both sides and shouted in unison, “All members of Togo welcome His Highness the Northern King!”

Such a grand welcome was very important.

Braydon had just arrived at the port. His deep eyes glanced at the elites of Banko. A terrifying pressure slowly rose from his thin body.

His white clothes fluttered in the wind, and a terrifying killing intent was instantly released!

This caused the faces of Banko’s elites to turn extremely pale.

This shocking killing intent was piled up with millions of corpses.

Braydon’s sins were more severe than they had imagined. At this moment, Braydon said softly, “You’re showing off!”

His calm words suppressed countless elites of Togo.

At the front, a middle-aged man’s face was pale.

He was the person-in-charge of Togo.

He was also the person that Tristan Yandell had scolded.

He was a seventh-level king, an important minister of Banko, Sato Asahara.

He stepped forward and said respectfully, “Your Highness, the Northern King, Togo has no such intentions!”

“Kneel down!”

Braydon stood with his hands behind his back, his pressure sweeping across the world.

The first to bear the brunt was Sato.

This terrifying killing intent, as well as Braydon’s immortal-like pressure.

The two auras suppressed more than ten thousand people.

Sato knelt on the ground, cracking the floor and bleeding.

To him, this was simply a great humiliation.

He represented Banko.

But now, Braydon was making him kneel.

By doing this, he had no regard for Banko and had humiliated all of them.

He was born with a domineering style.

This was too much!

Sato’s face was pale.

He could not kneel!

He represented Banko, the billions of people, and the prestige of the nation!

Therefore, no matter what, he could not kneel down.

If he knelt down, it would be equivalent to submission.

Braydon smiled. He flew up against the wind, moving at a speed of 300 meters per breath.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived above the five formations.

The five square formations were the garrisons of the five legions of Togo.

Braydon stood with his hands behind his back, his white robes fluttering in the wind.

This grace was unparalleled in the world!

How overbearing!

In the next moment.

Braydon tapped the air lightly with the tip of his foot, and a ripple appeared in the air.

It was as if a stone was thrown into a calm lake, creating a layer of ripples.

A terrifying pressure came.

All the elites turned pale and coughed up blood. They knelt on the ground, and the bricks on the ground shattered.

This shocking scene shocked everyone at the port.

This white-robed youth was way too terrifying!

The only overlora or the northern territory was King Brayaon’.

In the entire world, no one could compare to him.

Braydon glanced over.

No one dared to say anything!

At this moment, the entire place was silent.

A gentle female voice came from afar. “Aside from the snow on your feet, who would dare wear white clothes?”

It was a girl’s voice.

Her voice was gentle and soft, with a hint of a sigh.

She came from the east of Togo, wearing white clothes. Her figure was graceful and exquisite, and her beautiful face was calm and peaceful. Her temperament was elegant and otherworldly.

The arrival of this girl made Joshua Mandor, who had just returned, look shocked.

“Hundred-bird phoenix robe!”

Gordon Lowe was slightly shocked.

It was the hundred-bird phoenix robe!

Golden dragon robe.

Black cloud flying fish robe.

Northern army Qilin robe.

Behind every piece of clothing, there were countless legends.

The owner of each piece of clothing had a great background.

However, among these four, the golden Qilin was the leader!

The phoenix, the dragon and the flying fish were all below the Qilin.

A rule that had never changed in a thousand years!

The girl’s cherry lips parted slightly. “As expected of the king of the northern territory. He is born domineering.. But isn’t it inappropriate to humiliate them like this?”