The Strongest War God

Zahran Cwele’s face immediately turned green.

What happened to sincerity?

He was about to collapse.

Without hesitation, the two rushed to Braydon Neal’s room, finding a message on the door beam.

“The Ancestral Land has summoned me, so I have to return immediately. I hope everyone can forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye!” Braydon’s note explained politely.

However, the underlying truth was clear – he had run away.

Zahran sought guidance from Lekan Yiga, asking, “Lord Lekan, what should we do?”

“Search immediately. Find the Young Divine Lord at all costs!”

Lekan, ever the cunning strategist, didn’t believe the Ancestral Land had summoned Braydon. Instead, he suspected they had fled.

The divine ship above the Small Divine City commenced an immediate search for the two brothers.

The crucial question lingered – which direction did Braydon take?

Frustration gripped Zahran as he saw the tunnel. “What did you do, Young Divine Lord? This is beneath your status!”

“Presumptuous! Quickly find the Young Divine Lord! The wilderness is too dangerous!” Lekan commanded.

The expert quartet scattered in pursuit – Lekan to the north, Zahran to the west, Ferhat Lebeko to the east, and Hiuhu Yazbek to the south, determined to locate Braydon.

Yet, unbeknownst to them, Braydon was already a thousand miles away.

In the wilderness, he and the white ape successfully captured a powerful eighth-level five-colored phoenix. Eighth-level phoenixes were extremely powerful.

Moreover, capturing it alive was even more difficult.

The white ape, suppressing its vitality, utilized its ninth-level spirit beast body to hammer the phoenix to the ground while Braydon suppressed it and prevented it from escaping.

The phoenix, acknowledging defeat, allowed itself to be captured.

Carrying Braydon, the little fool, and the white ape, the phoenix soared into the clouds, heading swiftly south.

With the eighth-level phoenix’s incredible speed, exceeding 1,000 meters per second, the journey progressed at a staggering 60 kilometers per minute.

Covering 7,000 miles in an hour, the 14th ancient city, less than 20,000 miles away, seemed easily reachable within three hours.

Braydon had secured his escape on the back of an eighth-level spirit beast.

However, the one in pursuit was Hiuhu – a quasi-emperor on the verge of reaching the emperor realm.

He had successfully opened his spiritual aperture, matching the phoenix’s full speed effortlessly. Additionally, the divine ship trailed behind, heading south, as Lekan perceived Hiuhu’s strength as comparatively weaker.

While the three others chasing from different directions were deemed true gods, absolute warlock emperors, Hiuhu stood as the sole quasi-emperor among them. Consequently, the divine ship was reassigned to him.

The divine ship was equipped with runes and powered by beast cores.

His speed could be augmented by seven times, starting with an initial speed of 1,000 meters per second. The second speed boost doubled it to 2,000 meters, and three successive boosts summed up to 3 kilometers. This pattern continued.

However, the drawback was that the consumption of spirit crystals was doubled. Yet, did an entity such as the Oracle Palace appear to be lacking in spirit crystals?.,

The divine ship reached a terrifying speed of seven knots, making it faster than even a ninth-level spirit beast.

The hundred-meter-long divine ship tore through the sky at a breathtaking speed of 7,000 meters per second, leaving destruction in its wake. The unfortunate aerial spirit beasts caught in its path were reduced to a bloody mist.

Braydon and the little fool, having narrowly escaped the ship’s violent gusts, stood on the back of the five-colored phoenix.

A whoosh of wind marked the divine ship’s rapid passage overhead, creating a turbulent wake that sent the phoenix reeling.

“Brother, did a big black rat just fly over?” inquired the little fool, seemingly oblivious.

“That’s the divine ship. I’ve underestimated the Oracle Palace,” Braydon remarked gravely, surprised by the divine ship’s unexpectedly high speed.

“The gods do have impressive means,” the white ape chimed in.

“Phoenix, descend immediately,” Braydon commanded as he noticed the divine ship slowing down ahead.

As the divine ship gradually decelerated and turned, Hiuhu, standing on the divine ship, called out, “Young Divine Lord, come back with me. Everyone misses you!”

Braydon, resolute in his escape, paid no heed.

Returning meant certain death.

Jabir from the Oracle Palace would undoubtedly spy on the banished immortal, and the secret of eternal life was not to be taken lightly.

The five-colored phoenix swiftly landed in a forest, closely followed by the divine ship and its hundred descendants of the gods.

They surrounded Braydon, bowing humbly, and pleaded, “Young Divine Lord, please return to the Oracle Palace!”

“You can’t stop me!” Braydon declared, his killing intent palpable as he observed the hundred people.

Takiyah Zakwe, a girl in a white dress on the divine ship, watched the scene with interest.

Braydon knew that the real obstacle was Hiuhu, the quasi-emperor who could thwart his escape.

If Hiuhu informed Lekan and the others, they would descend upon the region within half an hour.

There was no way for Braydon to finish off a quasi-emperor within half an hour.

Depending on external forces might work! However, relying on them meant exposing the three ancestors in the little fool’s body, unveiling both Luke Yates and Braydon’s identities.

“Young Divine Lord, go back!” Hiuhu respectfully urged as he approached.

Braydon stood firm, unleashing his mental power from his spiritual aperture. Takiyah’s bright eyes reacted to Braydon’s telepathic message.

“Help me!” Braydon communicated mentally.

“How?” she replied calmly.

“Kill everyone!” Braydon’s eyes flashed with determination.

“Aren’t you getting a bit too anxious?” Takiyah hesitated.

Hiuhu, the city lord of the Small Divine City, didn’t hold much significance for Takiyah. What truly mattered were the hundred descendants of the gods accompanying the divine ship.

In Takiyah’s eyes, they were all the same kind.

If she were to harm them, it would lead to significant trouble.

The Oracle Palace’s investigation could potentially result in her demise.

A tense exchange unfolded between Braydon and Takiyah. He pressed, “No one can refuse the secret of immortality. Jabir Rambau is no exception. There’s a Great Divine Priest behind me, who knows Jabir better than you do.”

Takiyah frowned, weighing her options. Even so, she could not help Braydon escape. If she helped him, she would not be able to get past Hiuhu.

“Help me, and you can name your price,” Braydon immediately stated.

A playful smile lit up Takiyah’s face as she teased, “I’ll help you, but I want the martial arts banished immortal.”

Whether she was joking or serious remained uncertain.