The Strongest War God Chapter 1075: Can I Not?

Chapter 1075: Can I Not?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The dignified War G.o.d Jonah Shaw turned red, wis.h.i.+ng he could find a hole to hide in.

It was way too embarra.s.sing.

Because it wasn’t a donkey braying.

Tobey Lapras was playing the spike fiddle not far away.

He played the spike fiddle which sounded like a donkey braying.

More importantly, Tobey was still intoxicated and immersed in his own world.

The three great devils of the Northern Army.

One played the bagpipe, and the other played the spike fiddle.

There was also a little scourge, Colton Jansky.

As expected.

How could Colton be missing in such a lively occasion?

Colton’s feet were s.h.i.+ning. He held a large golden drum in his right hand and a small wooden stick in his right hand. He started beating the drum and shouting happily, “Luke, I’m here!”

The drum had also joined in.

The entire Garrison Courtyard was in chaos.

The three great devils had gathered.

The majestic courtyard was incomparably lively.

There were a thousand capital guards patrolling outside. They crisscrossed the perimeter, all of them gaping, not knowing what was happening in the courtyard.

“What are you all looking at?” A king-level middle-aged regimental commander shouted coldly. Patrol!”

“Boss, what’s going on inside?”

The patrolling soldier could not help but ask.

The middle-aged regimental commander heard the commotion in the courtyard. He said expressionlessly, “The three great devils of the Northern Army are having a peaceful conversation. Go patrol. Don’t worry about the commotion inside.”

“Who are the three great devils?”

The soldier continued to ask, but the middle-aged regimental commander glared at him and chased him away.

He didn’t dare to call the three great devils by their names!

One was a former son of the civil arts.

One of them was the younger brother of a core member of the Northern Army.

The other was Tobey, the current leader of the royal guards. He was a commander with great authority.

None of the three were to be trifled with.

The three great devils were people the capital garrison could not afford to offend, but they could hide from them!

Braydon Neal’s voice came from a small room in the Garrison Courtyard. “Keep it down, you three.”

“Oh!”

When Colton heard his brother’s voice, he threw away the drum in his hand and sat obediently by the pond. He held a small fis.h.i.+ng rod and learned how to fish from others.

After Braydon spoke, the three great devils finally stopped.

“Little Chubby, don’t you cultivate every day?” Juneau Haines asked softly.

“I have been talented since I was young. I don’t need to cultivate.”

The little fool said that he was talented in martial arts.

Juneau fell silent.

He actually felt that what this little fool said made sense and was unable to refute it for a moment.

“It’s better to hope that the sun rises from the west than hope that he cultivates hard,” said Jonah Shaw in a bad mood.

“You’re talking nonsense. I’ve been working hard on my cultivation these few days.”

The little fool was unhappy.

Colton felt that fis.h.i.+ng was boring. He turned and said, “Luke, I want to go out and play.”

“Let’s go out and play.”

Luke threw away the fis.h.i.+ng rod and grabbed Colton as if he was holding a puppy.

Looking at his practiced movements, he must have done this many times!

Colton’s face darkened. “Put me down,” he said in a low voice. “I can walk on my own.”

“Don’t go anywhere. Stay at home!”

Frediano Jadanza frowned slightly and stopped Luke and Colton.

Westley Hader said softly, “The capital is now in a mess. Everyone has their own ulterior motives. Luke has three emperor seeds in his body. It’s already known to the world. I’m afraid there are many people who want the emperor seeds.”

“It’s fine. I’ll go out for a walk with them.”

Juneau stood up and smiled faintly.

Frediano’s eyes flashed with a bright light. He was still somewhat wary of Juneau and the others.

Skylar Neal, who was wearing his mask, looked at Frediano and saw the worry in his eyes.

“Thank you for your help!” said Luther Carden.

“You’re welcome. I’ve said it before. We’re the same kind of people.”

Juneau accompanied the little fool and Colton out for a walk.

After all, it had been more than ten days since Luke was locked up in the Garrison Courtyard.

Luke was full of energy. If they didn’t let him go out to play, he would tear down the entire Garrison Courtyard.

After they left.

Luther looked at Skylar and smiled. “Don’t worry. Their hearts are pure.”

“Then, I can rest a.s.sured.”

Frediano nodded.

When it came to judging people’s ability, in the entire northern desert, no one would dare to claim to be number one if Luther claimed to be number two.

Second Master Carden of the Northern Army, the head of the Five Heavenly Kings, was in charge of 800,000 hidden agents of the Northern Army.

He had never been wrong about people.

Luther could feel that Juneau and the others had a pure heart.

If Juneau had a motive, it wouldn’t escape Luther’s eyes and intuition.

In terms of trickery, Luther and Braydon were on the same level.

In the past, Luther’s body was weak, and his legs had been crippled for several years.

He was sitting in a wheelchair because he had been sick for a long time.

If even Luther could be at ease, Skylar and the rest would not suspect anything else.

At this moment, the Garrison Courtyard was quiet again.

The three great devils of the Northern Army had all gone out to play.

Frediano and the others could also enjoy this moment of peace.

In the depths of the courtyard, in a quiet courtyard.

Heather Sage was making tea by the side. Braydon sat in the courtyard and watched the busy figures. He said softly, “Stop making tea and come join me. Tell me about the Spirit Summoning Monarch Art.”

“Can I not?”

Heather turned and revealed a playful smile.

“No!” Braydon shook his head.

“I don’t want to!”

Heather raised her proud head, refusing to tell Braydon.

“Is there a problem?” Braydon asked helplessly.

“Yeah!”

Heather placed her hands behind her back and nodded gently.

It was a secret who taught her the Spirit Summoning Monarch Art.

To Braydon, it was no secret.

The Spirit Summoning Monarch Art was in the hands of the Sovereign Lord of Heavenly Mountain.

The Sovereign Lord imparted the Spirit Summoning Monarch Art to Braydon.

However, the Sovereign Lord’s lifespan was coming to an end.

If he were to pa.s.s away, Braydon would be the new Sovereign Lord of the mortal world. He would be the only one who had mastered the Spirit Summoning Monarch Art.

However, there was another person who had the Spirit Summoning Monarch Art in her hands.

This person was Heather.

Heather refused to say who had taught her the Spirit Summoning Monarch Art.

But Braydon already had an answer in his heart.

It was the Sovereign Lord.

In this generation, there were two people who knew how the Spirit Summoning Art.

Braydon moved his left hand slightly, and a dragon seal appeared in his palm.

It was the Nine Dragon Jade Seal.

“Take this with you. It can protect you.”

Braydon took out the Nine Dragon Jade Seal.

This was a treasure that all martial artists in the world would not even dare to dream of.

In the end, Braydon wanted to give it away.

The Nine Dragon Jade Seal symbolized the power of the country.

The person in charge of the jade seal must be the Son of Heaven.

“I don’t want it!” Heather shook her head and put her hands behind her back.

“The spirit dragons in the Nine Dragon Jade Seal can kill supreme pinnacles if they explode. This thing can protect you.”

Braydon looked at her and said softly, “I promised Grandma that I would protect you for the rest of your life. You chose to become the daughter of civil arts. You will definitely face danger in the future.”

“You’re the heir of the Nine Dragon Jade Seal. It chose you as its master, not me. Since ancient times, the heir of the Jade Seal has always been a man.”

Heather would not accept the Nine Dragon Jade Seal.