The Strongest War God

Chapter 969: You’re Tricking Others Again!

Leocadio Delgado’s entire body stiffened, and he did not dare to move.

Luke Yates walked over and took the two letters from Leocadio’s hands. He mumbled, “I’ve never seen anyone who dares to make a deal with the craziest person in the Northern Army. Why are you so arrogant?!”

Leocadio was silent for a long time.

Perhaps he had also realized that the people of Northern Army would fight muscle with muscle if they could, and if they couldn’t, they would try to reason with others.

How did Luke end up the way he was? He probably knew the reason now.

Luke’s brothers were either demons or devils.

If it was just the little fool, it was probably fine.

At the very least, Luke was much easier to get along with than his brothers.

No matter what, if Luke couldn’t beat him, he would still reason with him.

If it were a reckless person like Jonah Shaw, regardless of whether he could beat others or not, since they were enemies, he would pursue the path of killing and would rather die than use reasoning.

Braydon sheathed his sword and smiled faintly. “Marshland’s Eligio Delgado, who is also your father, was one of the culprits of the Ludwig massacre forty years ago!”

“Two of the culprits from the three countries, Hiroshi Takaeda and Song Sang Jun, are already dead. The only one left is your father, Eligio Delgado!”

Braydon’s goal had never changed.

He had come to the Marshland to take Eligio’s life!

“You’re doing this to start a war,” Leocadio clenched his fists and growled.

“Then just wait for a bit. If you want to have a war, I will tell Westley and the others. Everyone, get ready. Ask Frediano and the others to send the Northern Army here so that we can fight!”

Luke was sitting on the donkey. He had been reading the letters when he heard Leocadio’s words.

Luke took out his watch and called Frediano Jadanza.

Frediano, who was far away in the capital, picked up Luke’s video call and said helplessly, “Luke, what trouble have you caused this time?”

“Frediano, Marshland wants a war!”

The little fool straightened his neck and said righteously.

“Are they the only one declaring war?” Frediano chuckled with his hands behind his back.

“Yes, just them!” Han nodded.

“How dare he challenge the might of our country?” Frediano said softly. “If he dares to declare war, his country will perish.”

“Jonah is recuperating, so the Sanguine Army can’t be deployed. I’ll have Hendrix go to Ludwig. The seven legions of the Gray Wolf Army under his command are all full of elites!”

Westley Hader, who was sitting at the side, replied indifferently.

The two dukes of the capital did not take Marshland seriously.

Just mobilizing the Gray Wolf Army to Ludwig was enough.

“Okay, get Hendrix and Harvey to come. It’s so fun here!” Little Fool said excitedly.

“Stop fooling around!”

Braydon shook his head helplessly. He grabbed Luke’s watch and looked at Frediano and Westley.

“Brother!” Both of them stood up and nodded.

“How is Heather? The martial artists of the four entities are not so easy to educate!” The first person Braydon asked about was Heather Sage.

Frediano smiled faintly. “Brother, you’ve only been gone for a day. No one can touch Heather in the capital.”

That was the truth, and Braydon knew that.

No matter how arrogant the martial artists of the four great entities were, they would not dare to go to the capital to kill.

Unless it was a few troublemakers of the Northern Army, no one dared to look down on the capital.

Braydon threw the watch to Luke. He looked at the pale Leocadio and smiled. “Don’t threaten me with a war. Hansworth is built on martial arts. We are not afraid of foreign enemies.

“The people of the Northern Army grew up in the war. They have fought against the eight countries of the northern region for many years and made them fear the Northern Army. It will be the same for Marshland.”

Braydon’s soft words made Leocadio break out in cold sweat.

Threatening Braydon with awar was the stupidest thing Leocadio had said today.

Leocadio knew very well that even when the hundred countries joined forces last year and the armies arrived at the defensive walls, the elites of the Northern Army did not surrender.

The foreign armies had not even crossed the defensive walls!

Marshland actually dared to threaten Braydon. They were really courting death.

Leocadio’s eyes revealed despair.

At this point, Leocadio also realized that his status as the prince of Marshland was no different from the other martial artists of Marshland in Braydon’s eyes.

Braydon did not care about the foreign enemies’ descendants.

If they were enemies, Braydon would kill them with one slash.

However, Leocadio didn’t know that in Braydon’s eyes, he was different from the others.

Because Leocadio was the son of the country’s fate!

Braydon was still counting on him to attract the fate of the country!

However, if Leocadio knew that Braydon was after the fate of Marshland, he would rather die than attract the fate of the country.

However, there was always a way!

“You are the son of the fate of the country. How many layers of fate have you received?” Braydon asked softly.

“Two months ago, I attracted a small wave of national fate. It can’t be compared to when you were at the peak of Mount Tanish and received ten layers of national fate.”

Leocadio smiled bitterly.

As a prodigy of the same generation, he was far inferior to Braydon, and he had to admit this fact personally.

This was a huge blow!

Moreover, Braydon was an enemy of the same generation.

Braydon smiled faintly. “I’ll give you a chance. Attract the fate of your country on Faros Island. If you can carry it with you, I’ll leave the country today. In the future, we’ll see who’s better at the Global Martial Artist Summit!”

“Are you raising an enemy?”

Leocadio’s eyes turned red as he felt an unprecedented humiliation.

In the world of martial artists, there were some peerless geniuses who were considered invincible among their peers.

No one in the world could fight them.

When that happened, they would end up raising their enemies.

He would let the prodigies of the same generation grow to the point where they could fight him, and then kill them in a battle.

This was not some weird hobby.

For a genius martial artist, if he had no enemies, who could he rely on to verify his martial arts strength?

They needed pressure from others to be able to grow.

If a martial artist did not have an enemy, the speed at which their strength grew would definitely be greatly slowed down.

At this moment, Leocadio felt offended, and he also felt the malice from Braydon.

He, Leocadio, was in Marshland, and everyone was watching him!

He was also the son of the country.

When had he ever been looked down upon like this?

Leocadio said hoarsely, “Alright. Tonight, I will attract the fate of the country. I will let you watch as I carry the fate of the country. I will compete with you on the battlefield of the Global Martial Artist Summit in the future. I will make you my enemy!”

Braydon put his hands behind his back and chuckled as he watched him leave.

“You’re tricking others again!” the little silly muttered.

Braydon raised his left hand and flicked the little fool’s forehead.

In the end, the little fool was in so much pain that his eyes were filled with tears. He cried out unhappily. “You’re tricking him! I’m just telling the truth!”

Only Luke could see through Braydon’s goal, which was to obtain the fate of Marshland.

Raising enemies?

Battle at the Global Martial Artist Summit?

It was all fake!