The Strongest War God-Chapter 1644 - Luke’s Growth
Chapter 1644: Luke’s Growth
Chapter 1644: Luke’s Growth Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Braydon Neal looked at Luke Yates and said calmly, “Two million soldiers.
Behind them is the demon camp.
They can provide reinforcements at any time.
They are defending desperately because they are waiting for the demon experts to come!”
“We don’t have time!”
“The demon camp is facing a desperate situation.
We are defending to the death.
If the Northern Army wants to break through the three regions and charge into the black planet, we can only rely on corpses.
Just to break through these three regions, I’m afraid we will have to pay with the lives of 500,000 soldiers.
As for the casualties, we can’t estimate them!”
Braydon knew very well what kind of casualties there would be in such a battle.
He could only use the funeral song!
Luke lowered his head and said, “Since ancient times, no one who practiced the funeral song had a good ending.
If the funeral song was performed, the owner would be buried under the starry sky together with him.
His soul would not enter the cycle of reincarnation.”
“Outsiders don’t understand the funeral song.
It’s just a rumor.
It can’t be trusted!”
Braydon shook his head lightly.
“It’s true that using the funeral song can kill the enemy,” said Luke stubbornly.
“But your life will also be lost!”
“Don’t talk back.
Give me the kithara!”
Braydon looked at the little fool and finally took the kithara away.Â
He turned around and stepped into the Meteor Sea.Â
The vast Meteor Sea was dyed red with blood.Â
Braydon held the kithara in his left hand and was already in front of the vortex area.Â
Opposite them was the demon army!
Mountain-like demon beasts, birds, beasts, and caterpillars were everywhere.Â
The Zergs had the most branches.Â
This was because the reproductive ability of the Zergs was extremely strong.
And the ant tribe!Â
The imperial killer ants of the ant tribe were known as the dragon-slaying tribe.Â
They could kill the golden dragon tribe.Â
However, the imperial killer ants would not appear here!
How could imperial killer ants appear in such a remote battlefield?Â
Even if they appeared, they would be on the super battlefield established by the demons and humans.
Those super battlefields were the most terrifying.Â
At the very least, there were hundreds of thousands of places.Â
They had long become a battlefield of slaughter.Â
Only the most outstanding geniuses of the various races dared to step into those battlefields.Â
Weaklings would die in less than half a day.
At this moment, on the other side of the whirlpool area, the Northern Army had already gathered ten legions.
“Commander!” Luther Carden had already arrived and bowed.
“In 15 minutes, with Luke’s army as the leader, we will break through the defense line of the vortex area.
If we lose this battle, we will kill the commander in front of the battle!”
Braydon stood with his hands behind his back.Â
His blood-stained white clothes fluttered in the wind.Â
His soft words shocked the Northern Army sons behind him!Â
The man in front of them was not only their elder brother who had protected them since they were young, but also the commander of the Northern Army!
The commander had ordered that if they lost this battle, they would kill the commander in front of the battle!
The elites of the Northern Army had only heard of such a terrifying military order once in many years.Â
That time was when they were young.Â
The eight countries of the north had joined forces to invade the northern desert territory.Â
The eight country rulers had joined forces, and Braydon was the commander.Â
He took the lead and gave the order to kill the ten great legions.Â
No matter who it was, if they were defeated, they would kill the commander of their legion.
Many years had passed since that time.
And now, he had issued such a military order.Â
The battle in the Meteor Sea reminded them of their youth.
While the Northern Army elites were silent, Luke straightened his body.Â
He pulled out the two daggers from his waist and stabbed them into the ground.
He knelt down on one knee and shouted, “Luke Yates, the Heavenly Son of the Northern Army.
I accept your orders!
“In fifteen minutes, I will personally lead the 13th legion.
If we succeed in this battle, I will celebrate with you.
If we fail, I will die to thank you for protecting me for so many years!”
The little fool’s eyes were red.Â
Among all those present, only Luke knew what kind of forbidden technique his big brother in front of him would use.Â
The funeral song seemed to have started.Â
It could suppress thousands of races.Â
Under the starry sky, the strongest forbidden technique in history.Â
It should be a funeral song!
When the song started, all the races withered.Â
Funeral songs were taboo among all races.
The myriad races had issued a ban in ancient times.Â
Any living being who dared to practice the funeral song would be wiped out along with their mother planet.Â
The funeral song began with the human race and ended with the ten thousand races.Â
This was because the funeral song was too terrifying in the ancient era, even more so than the Ten Thousand Transformations Monarch Art.
The Ten Thousand Transformations Monarch Art focused on the individual.Â
With heaven-defying martial strength, he could sweep away all enemies.Â
As for the funeral song, it was different.
It aimed to bury all people.
From the day the funeral song was created, it left behind an infamy in the ancient times.Â
All that was left for the races was fear.Â
There was even a saying that was passed down: When the funeral song was sung, all races would be destroyed!
If he used the strongest forbidden technique, he would have to pay a price.
Luther was the first to notice that something was wrong.Â
The usually silly little boy suddenly seemed to have grown up.Â
He, who had never followed the rules, suddenly bowed to the commander.Â
This was clearly not right!
“Commander!” Luther hurriedly said.
In front of the army, he called him the commander, but in private, he called him brother.
Braydon ignored him.Â
The military order had been issued, and the ten legions had been deployed.Â
In fifteen minutes, Luke would lead the troops to charge.
Braydon took a step forward, shrinking the ground to an inch, and was already ten miles away.Â
The demon army in the vortex region was close at hand.
Braydon sat cross-legged with his kithara placed in front of him.Â
A banished immortal entered Braydon’s body.Â
The green lotus banished immortal, innate path body!Â
An ethereal aura surrounded Braydon.
The enlightenment realm!
Below Braydon’s buttocks was a praying mat.Â
The praying mat he had obtained on Earth’s island could increase his cultivation speed by a hundred times.Â
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The enlightenment realm plus the mat.
The first glimpse of the funeral song.Â
It was something that the small tower’s black skeleton had given him.Â
Braydon only had a glimpse of the mysteries of the funeral song.
His slender fingers gently plucked the strings, and the kithara produced a pleasant sound.Â
The sound of the kithara appeared from the first melody in the human headquarters far away in the starry sky.
At that moment, countless palaces stood tall inside the huge planet.Â
These were the core forbidden areas of the race, where the pillars of the race lived every day.
A scholarly man stood among them—the Kithara Emperor.Â
He was the only one.Â
The Kithara Emperor was merely a title, just like the Yin Yang Holy Master.Â
Titles didn’t represent realms.
At this moment, the Kithara Emperor’s face was pale.Â
He spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with horror.Â
He said hoarsely, “How could it be?
It’s born!”
“You suffered a backlash?” The Evil Lord, wearing a strange mask that looked like he was both crying and laughing, arrived in a flash and looked at the Kithara Emperor.
“The funeral song is born!” The Kithara Emperor said in a low and hoarse voice.
“Good news!” The Evil Lord’s pupils constricted.Â
Far from being alarmed, he saw it as a positive development.
The Kithara Emperor clenched her fists.Â
“Once the funeral song is released, it will definitely bring disaster to our race.
These are the last words left behind by our ancestors!”
“Bullsh*t!
The funeral song shouldn’t have been lost.
Do you think the human race stands in the starry sky because of benevolence and righteousness?” The Evil Lord said coldly.
“Our race stands in the starry sky because we rely on killing to protect ourselves.
This is what my Grand Master left behind.
All the races in the starry sky will fight and kill each other.
If our ancestors hadn’t shouldered the responsibility of protecting our race, we would have long disappeared from the starry sky!
“Back then, all the races were terrified by the funeral song, and the master of the funeral song, in his fury, used it to kill all the races.
The mistake was made by the person, not the forbidden technique!
“You don’t have to use the forbidden technique, but you must have it!”
