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Chapter 429 - 429: Northern King’s Order, Cleansing Preston
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Chapter 429: Northern King’s Order, Cleansing Preston

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Although Braydon’s words were very casual, he was still very calm.

But this sentence was a killing order!

The word ‘cleanse’ meant that they were going to kill more than one or two people.

It was a group of people!

The order to kill had been issued!

Cleansing Preston!

No one was allowed to interfere with the meeting.

No matter who it was, they would be killed without mercy.

Luke Yates blinked and sneaked out of the Neal family manor.

How could the playful little boy miss this opportunity?

Tobey Lapras smiled with his hands behind his back. “I’m going to go take a look too!”

“I’m going to go explore the splendor of Preston, the ancient capital.”

Syrus Yacca also went out.

In the blink of an eye, everyone had gone out to play.

Only Luther Carden and Braydon were left.

Gordon Lowe was not idle either. He went to look for the people from the Black Sword Association who had infiltrated.

Zayn Ziegler brought Logan Hall out to broaden his horizons.

Old Man Zito and Ernest Lanford were in charge of recalling the old troops of the Ludwig army.

Everyone seemed to have something to do.

Luther smiled. “For those hidden in the dark, this manor is the biggest target.’

It was far better to wait for someone to deliver themselves to him than to go out to look for them.

People from various forces filled Preston City.

If they could not get any useful information from the outside, they would definitely think of a way to infiltrate the Neal family manor.

“How many Hidden agents did you bring to Preston?” Braydon smiled faintly.

“100,000!”

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Luther replied softly.

Braydon could not help but laugh. ‘You’ve laid a nice killing trap for everyone. You’re just waiting for them to fall into their own death traps!”

“I can’t miss such a good opportunity. I need to perform well too!” Luther also knew how to joke.

The performance he was talking about was killing enemies!

There were hundreds of thousands of hidden agents in the northern army. It was a huge expense to feed so many people every year.

Fortunately, the capital had never deducted the expenses of the northern army.

Luther had a way of making money. He never needed the capital to pay for the military expenses of the hidden agents.

Otherwise, if he asked for money from the capital, would that not inadvertently expose the number of hidden agents they had?

Now, only the two brothers were left.

Braydon’s deep gaze landed on Luther’s legs.

“The seven-star Begonia can cure your legs. I will go to Song to get it for you in a few days’ time.”

Braydon’s words were still as calm as the wind.

He had decided on this matter so casually.

“Brother,” Luther said helplessly, “that’s the beloved item of the ruler of Song!”

“I want to kill him in this battle!”

Braydon smiled with his hands behind his back.

This smile was like the spring breeze.

Luther felt a chill in his heart. They had grown up together, and he knew that the target of his big brother’s smile would definitely be someone whose life and death were hard to predict!

While the two brothers were chatting, a rat found its way into the Neal family manor.

Luther kept playing with his black wristwatch as all kinds of information kept

liasmng on cne screen.

It was all news of the northern army’s hidden agents.

Every piece of information would be automatically saved.

An S-rank emergency message would alert Luther with a red light.

Now, this watch was flashing with a faint red light.

“Brother, seven War Gods and three marquises are here. No kings!” Luther raised his head and said casually.

If it was Preston City in the past, not a single War God would appear here in years.

But now, there were many kings in Preston.

Braydon had Logan Hall push Luther out of the courtyard.

The lawn in the manor could be used as a football field.

Now, there were constantly figures flashing past at an extraordinary speed of dozens of meters per second.

They were martial artists!

“Esteemed guest, sorry for not welcoming you!”

Luther was gentle and spoke elegantly.

However, if you deal with people from the northern army, those who spoke politely and had delicate appearances were the ones you had to run from! This kind of person was definitely a ruthless person in the northern army!

Ordinary martial artists could not afford to offend them at all.

Luther’s indifferent words caused the seven people who were moving quickly to stop in their tracks and look over in shock.

According to the information they had received, all the high-ranking generals of the northern army had left ten minutes ago.

Why were there still powerhouses in the manor?

A fierce one-eyed man had a scar on his left eye that ran through his cheek. His face looked a little ferocious.

He seemed to be the leader of this group. He raised his hand slightly, and everyone gathered around him.

The one-eyed man cupped his hands. “Please forgive me for coming here. May I ask for your name?”

“Me? A nobody!”

Logan was pushing the wheelchair from behind. When he heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Did the ruthless people of the northern army not know what nobodies actually meant?

Last time, when Tobey called himself a nobody in front of Polson Yackley, Polson almost had a nosebleed.

Now, Luther was introducing himself in the same way.

The people of the northern army either had no idea what nobodies meant, or they had a deep hatred for these people.

The one-eyed man could not tell who Luther was.

He was very cautious. He continued to probe, “Little brother, don’t make fun of us. How can there be a nobody in this manor?!”

“Since you know that, why did you come in and cause trouble?”

Luther raised his left hand, and a faint white light emerged from his thin body.

Talisman technique.

Mount Sino Sword Talisman!

As expected, Braydon passed it to Luther.

The one-eyed man was a mighty marquis, but he was scared stiff.

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Cold sweat trickled down his face as he retreated in horror. “Drawing talismans in the void, you…”

“Big Brother, what should we do?”

The group of brothers behind him also panicked.

“Run!” The one-eyed man gritted his teeth and said.

“Trespassing the residence of the Northern King is a death sentence that cannot be forgiven!”

Luther sat on the wheelchair and drew a talisman in the air with his left hand, forming the Mount Sino Sword Talisman.

The moment the sword talisman was formed, a pale white longsword slowly extended from the talisman.

Whoosh!

The sword light was shadowless, and it swept up a hurricane along with green leaves.

Wherever the sword light pointed, it was invincible!

Other than the one-eyed man, the remaining seven were all War Gods.

The dignified War God was considered a might person where he came from.

They were all pierced through the heart by a sword and killed on the spot without any ability to resist.

The speed of the sword light surpassed their reaction time.

It was simply unstoppable!

The one-eyed man’s face was pale. At this moment, he finally understood why so many people from the powerful and aristocratic families did not dare to step into this manor.

The reason was simple.

As long as you dared to come, the result was to enter standing and leave lying down.

The sickly young man in the wheelchair used methods that were not something that ordinary martial artists could use.

This was the successor of the warlock lineage.

The key point here was the warlock lineage had long been lost.

In modern times, it was even rarer than a thousand-year-old ginseng.

In the end, they were lucky enough to meet him.

The one-eyed man said hoarsely, “You claim to be a nobody, but you deceive a dying person like me. Isn’t that inappropriate?”

“In all these years, this is the first time someone is saying that I’m inappropriate. ”

Luther smiled and raised his left hand.

The pale white sword light whistled as it pierced through the one-eyed man’s forehead.

The blow did not just pierce the heart.

Instead, it pierced through his head!

He was killed on the spot.

Luther’s name was not something these little rascals were worthy of knowing!