The Strongest War God

Chapter 392 - 392: This Medicine is Useless for My Injuries!
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Chapter 392: This Medicine is Useless for My Injuries!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

There was no need to explain the reason.

Braydon led the northern army to guard the border of Hansworth and defend against the eight countries.

A few years ago, there were endless bloody battles.

He had made great contributions and was the leader of the hundred generals in the military.

And now, this group of monks actually said that the Northern King was a sinner?

They were courting death!

Just this sentence alone would erase all of Braydon’s credit.

If the northern army found out, they would raze this thousand-year-old temple to the ground!

Earlier, the monks had used their voices to disturb Braydon’s recovery and had put Jace Jackel’s life on the line.

It was impossible to let go of their attempt to take their lives.

Nico Yates knew that the northern army had already gone south, so he had already secretly told Cole Colbie and the others about this.

Of the ten legions of the northern army, the most elite was the first legion.

Before they reached Preston, they changed direction and headed straight for Mount Sheburg!

One of the three sons of the northern army, Cole Colbie, was personally leading the troops here.

If Cole came and saw Braydon injured, he would be able to kill him.

The enraged King Cole would raze this place to the ground!

The ten ruthless men of the northern army were all arrogant and only listened to the Northern King’s orders.

If it were an outsider, no one would be able to order them around.

In their eyes, there was only their big brother Braydon.

Whoever dared to harm Braydon, Cole and the others would have their whole family exterminated.

They had grown up together on the battlefield, and their brotherhood was unimaginable.

At this moment.

Braydon smiled like a spring breeze, allowing his injuries to worsen and the cold power to wreak havoc in his body.

“Master Karuna,” he said softly, “may I know what crime I have committed?”

There was a personal file of the old monk in front of him in the secret vault of the northern army.

The information of all the conferred kings of the three great entities, namely the powerful families, aristocratic families, and sects, were all stored in the secret vault of the northern army.

The old monk’s Dharma name was Karuna, and he was a ninth-level king.

In this thousand-year-old temple, he had extremely high seniority. He was considered the junior brother of this generation’s Shaolin abbot.

He said solemnly, “Mr. Neal, you know that this is the holy land of the Buddhist sect, but you started a massacre and disturbed the Buddha. This is a great sin!

“Your hands are stained with blood. You should put down your butcher knife and convert to Buddhism. Only by eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddha all day can you wash away your sins!” Karuna said very seriously.

A faint smile appeared on Braydon’s lips.

If he put down his sword and convert, who would guard the eight thousand miles of the northern desert?

Who would protect the thousands of years of civilization in the vast Hansworth?

The Buddhist sect claimed that there was no one in the world that could not be crossed!

However, there was a type of person that they could not cross.

They were people in military attire.

The soldiers of the Military Department pursued the concept of killing to protect. They protected the common people and defended the country’s prestige!

If the soldiers removed their armor and put down their sword, who would defend this world?

This kind of behavior was akin to betraying the country!

If the little fool was here, he would definitely kill the old monk Karuna.

If he was so capable, he should go to the eight foreign countries and preach the Buddhist Dharma to the foreign armies.

If Karuna went, he would probably be chopped into meat paste!

Braydon chuckled. “You said that I started a massacre here and disturbed the

Buddha. I only have one question for you, Shaolin!”

“Please speak!” Karuna put his palms together, looking very serious.

Braydon’s eyes were filled with killing intent. “Tell me, is Buddha more important or is Hansworth more important?” The whole place fell silent.

Karuna must answer this question tonight! Braydon was waiting.

He was waiting for the answer to this question.

Karuna put his palms together and sat cross-legged on the ground. His voice was like a bronze bell as he said, “Buddha is the one who saves all living beings. ”

The answer was very clear.

There was no evasion, no vague response.

It was a definite answer.

After answering this question, Karuna sat down cross-legged and slowly closed his eyes.

With this position, he was just waiting to be killed!

Braydon’s calm eyes seemed to be devoid of any emotion.

Sometimes, their ideologies were different, and they could not accommodate each other.

The ideology of the sects was similar to that of Shaolin.

When asked what was more important, the monks would answer Buddha.

Braydon had once asked the powerful and aristocratic families this question.

One of their answers was that the powerful families were more important.

The other answer was that the aristocratic families were important!

The three answers were not three different ideas, but the same idea, which was… self-interest!

This was the fundamental reason why Braydon was incompatible with them like fire and water!

This was also the reason why Jace Jackel, who had been imprisoned and tortured by the Jackel family for six years, knew many secrets about the northern army but did not say a word.

The northern army fought for the sake of Hansworth and for the sake of the prosperous land behind them.

Encountering a tragic war, the northern army men were willing to die!

The northern army, which pursued the concept of killing and fighting, fought for the country.

On the other hand, people like the Shaolin and Karuna lived and died for

Buddha.

Braydon did not start killing again. If he killed Karuna, there were still thousands of him in Shaolin.

The entire sect was filled with such people!

Could he kill them all?

They could not!

However, just because Braydon did not kill him today did not mean that he would not kill him tomorrow.

There were already signs that those among the three great entities had colluded with foreign countries and betrayed the country in the Ludwig army incident!

Once the evidence was conclusive.

Braydon would make them regret coming to this world.

At this moment, Braydon went to Jace’s side and took out a jade bottle.

Nico’s pupils constricted. He knew how precious the content of the pure white jade bottle was!

It would be difficult to produce a second bottle even with the nation’s ability.

The medicine needed had long disappeared!

Those who could concoct the medicine were already dead.

There were originally seven pills in the bottle. When Braydon returned to Preston, he gave one to his mother, Laura Quinn.

There were six pills left in the bottle.

He opened the bottle and poured out a milky-white pill.

“Jace, take this medicine. It can help you prolong your life and give you enough time to cultivate the Hansworth martial arts internal cultivation technique to recover. ”

Braydon did not take this precious medicine for himself, instead he gave it to Jace.

Savannah Jackel grabbed Braydon’s arm and asked with red eyes, “Why aren’t you taking the pill?”

“This medicine is useless for my injuries!”

Braydon gently placed the pill in Savannah’s palm and asked her to help Jace take it.

The jade bottle was sealed again, and there were still five left.

“Commander, this medicine can help alleviate your condition.” Nico frowned.

“It’s a life-saving medicine. If we use it to alleviate an illness, it would be a waste!”

Braydon refused to take the medicine and allowed his hidden illness to worsen.

He stood on Mount Sheburg with his hands behind his back, looking down at the vast night sky. Beside him, Haroon Lincoln, who was nailed to a tree, was terrified.

Ignoring his injuries, he said, “Your Royal Highness, if your injuries are not treated, you won’t be able to keep your life!”

“I want to see how the various parties will react when the king of the northern territory falls.”

Braydon smiled with his hands behind his back.

Haroon was horrified.

Braydon was ruthless.

He did not kill a single person from Shaolin, but he wanted to exterminate the entire Shaolin sect!

If the Northern King died on Mount Sheburg…

How terrifying would the result be?

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