The Strongest War God-Chapter 1918: An Illustrious and Fierce Reputation
Chapter 1918: An Illustrious and Fierce Reputation
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
How could the demons accept this?
"If he doesn’t die," Braydon Neal said calmly, "then all three transcendents of the demon race will die today."
His cold words made the human race’s stance crystal clear.
As Braydon spoke, the nine transcendents of the human race unleashed their powerful pressure, and the terrifying killing intent filled the air.
Even the strongest beings trembled in fear.
The force of the transcendents’ aura was overwhelming.
The demons were caught in a dire situation.
Should they become enemies of the human race?
Or hand over one of their transcendent experts to quell the fury of the humans?
No matter the choice, it was unbearable for the demons.
"You have three seconds to decide," Braydon said softly.
"Three!"
"Two!"
With just a few words, sweat appeared on the face of the young golden flood dragon.
The pressure was unbearable!
Everything revolved around Braydon today.
He was clearly bullying the demons.
The golden flood dragon clenched his fists and roared, "There are times when logic is all that matters..."
"One!"
Braydon paid him no mind.
In this battle between the two races, reasoning had no place.
The young golden flood dragon was a fool to think otherwise.
Since when did the sons of the Northern Army talk about reason?
Look at Luke Yates, who had grown up by Braydon’s side.
What kind of person was he?
If they could win, they fought with strength.
If they couldn’t win, they tried to reason!
Right now, could the demons possibly defeat the humans?
He feared they would be utterly crushed.
So why talk about reason at all?
"Wipe out the demon race." Braydon clasped his hands behind his back and turned away.
Boom!
Nine beams of pressure shot into the sky like pillars of light.
"Wait!" the young golden flood dragon shouted in shock.
"Your human race has already become a force to be reckoned with!"
A white-robed man slowly emerged from behind, glancing at the golden flood dragon youth.
He spoke softly, "Today is my death tribulation. There’s no way out now—only death will end this."
"Me!" The golden flood dragon youth clenched his fists.
The proud demon race, a superpower in the universe, had never faced such humiliation.
A transcendent, an ancestor-level figure, was actually being forced to death.
The feminine-looking man closed his eyes, and his aura exploded.
All his cultivation gathered above his head, forming a unique force—
transcendence essence!
He was forcing this power out.
The path of transcendence could give birth to another transcendent for the demon race.
His aura weakened, and his cultivation fell back to its peak.
This act caught the attention of many, but it was expected.
The path of transcendence was crucial to the future of the race.
"I..." the golden flood dragon youth said hoarsely.
"My spirit fox tribe will rely on you to care for them in the future."
The feminine-looking man handed the transcendence essence to the golden flood dragon youth instead of an expert from his own spirit fox tribe.
Only transcendents could possess something like this.
Weaklings who held it were just inviting their own deaths.
They would be plundered.
"Kill them!" Braydon showed no mercy to the demons.
Swoosh!
Elder Levine attacked, and the power of transcendence filled the air.
The feminine-looking man was unable to resist and was beheaded.
His life force was cut off, and his demon soul left his body.
A black sword flashed.
The blade pierced through the demon soul and pinned it to the ground.
"Braydon Neal!" the golden flood dragon roared in shock.
"What can I do for you?" Braydon looked at him, unfazed.
The blade that had just been drawn was the Soul Slaying Sword.
Under its force, the demon soul screamed in agony and disintegrated into wisps of smoke, vanishing completely.
Both body and soul were destroyed!
His soul flew away, and his essence was obliterated.
The golden flood dragon youth had not expected Braydon to be so ruthless.
Not only did he kill, but he also aimed to destroy their souls, leaving no chance for reincarnation or cultivation again.
Hatred and endless anger filled the golden flood dragon youth’s eyes.
But at that moment, the demons dared not act rashly.
Almost all the experts of their race had entered the Immortal Burial Ground.
If the humans attacked, they would wipe out all the demon experts.
The various demon races in the universe would be thrown into absolute peril.
In such a situation, a demon race stripped of its experts would be easy prey, and the human race would unleash an all-out war, sending their peak experts to sweep through.
The territory of the demons would be directly devoured by the humans.
And at that time, other races would only add insult to injury.
So, the demons could not afford to act recklessly now!
They had been bullied to this extent, no longer enjoying the glory of the past.
None of the transcendents from other races dared to act presumptuously in front of Braydon.
"Indiana Ibbot," Braydon called softly, hands clasped behind his back.
"Ancestor Neal!" Indiana was taken aback and stepped forward to bow in greeting.
"Why aren’t you going in?" Braydon asked.
"I..."
Indiana smiled bitterly, looking at Maknum.
The atmosphere was thick with killing intent.
If a peak expert entered, they would likely perish.
He could attempt to transcend, but he wasn’t sure where the two transcendent experts were.
"Maknum is dangerous," he explained with a bitter smile. "If I’m not careful, I could be in trouble too."
"Is that so?"
Braydon chuckled and instantly appeared before Maknum.
The dilapidated ancient city had long fallen into desolation.
The word on the door plaque were no longer clear.
Braydon stepped into the city.
Everyone’s expressions turned serious.
All the experts present understood the dangers of Maknum.
The two transcendents of the innate immortal race and the four transcendents of the giant race followed closely.
The nine transcendents of the human race were no exception.
As for the three races, they originally had nine transcendents, but Braydon had forced one to his death, leaving only eight remaining.
The nine-headed serpent and the other five representatives of the god race exchanged glances before moving forward.
A transcendent-level expert had joined the fray!
Braydon took the lead as they entered Maknum.
The streets of the ancient city came into view.
Broken chairs littered the area, and shattered stones blocked their path, surrounded by countless collapsed houses.
In front of him lay a pool of brown blood, still fresh and exuding a demonic aura.
It was the blood of a peak creature.
Braydon stepped closer to examine the blood on the ground, noting a few black hairs scattered around it.
The atmosphere felt strange.
"Yesterday, the demon race sent six transcendent-level experts for the final exploration. It seems they were attacked and injured," Indiana said solemnly.
"It appears there are still remnants of the Black Screen Heaven."
Braydon glanced at it and replied lightly.
The other transcendent-level experts exchanged doubtful looks.
What was Black Screen Heaven?
Indiana’s expression changed. "Black Screen Heaven?" he exclaimed.
"How is this possible..."
The transcendent realm expert from the immortal realm paled, suddenly turning to flee.
A mere mention had nearly sent a transcendent-level expert running.
Despite the presence of a path to transcendence here, they didn’t want to get involved.
The Black Screen Heaven was present.
Participating would be courting death!
In the immortal realm, there had always been an ancient legend that foretold darkness would descend, forcing immortal spirits to retreat. If not, disaster would follow.
It was a very old legend, known only to the ancient beings of the immortal realm.
In the ancient times of the immortal realm, when darkness fell and enveloped the land, all living beings had to remain in their caves and not venture outside.
Those who did faced dire consequences.
After countless years, this cycle was finally broken by experts who descended from beyond the starry sky, allowing the inhabitants of the immortal realm to no longer fear the darkness.
