The Strongest War God

Chapter 1542: Tragic Battle
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The Thousand Layer Sphere’s emergence marked a significant event in this world’s history.

It was hailed as a supreme treasure, essentially the nucleus of this entire miniature world.

Whoever wielded it held dominion over this world, making it the ultimate authority.

Adding to the intrigue, the Hall of Souls refrained from intervening as the demon beasts vied for possession of this treasure.

Those venturing into the Soul Tower had to confront and wrest it from the demon beasts themselves.

This ordeal proved far harsher than any trial or test within the small world.

Moments after the Thousand Layer Sphere manifested, demon beasts within a thousand-mile radius swarmed toward it.

Among them were over ten saint heart realm beasts, natives of the core region, bred and raised here.

They were naturally acclimated to the unique gravitational conditions of this environment.

Yet, despite their prowess, these beasts shared a common trait – short stature and thick calves.

Braydon Neal spotted a six-legged creature in the distance, compact yet formidable, its saint heart realm status belied by its infant-like appearance.

Its power rivaled that of a life and death realm beast, a testament to the resilience of creatures shaped by this environment.

As Braydon surveyed the demon beasts, a faint smile graced his lips.

He gracefully bypassed them, coming to a stop before the six-legged dragon-like creature.

“Human, prepare to meet your end!” roared the ferocious, brown-scaled beast.

Little did anyone know that Braydon didn’t even regard him with a second thought.

With lightning speed, Braydon surged forward, his left hand poised to strike.

In one swift motion, he delivered a fatal blow to the earth shell beast with a mere palm.

The impact was devastating.

Scales shattered, flesh tore, and blood sprayed in all directions as the beast’s back exploded in a gory display.

Despite the excruciating pain, the earth shell beast, consumed by rage and devoid of reason, remained in a frenzied state, unable to flee.

Braydon chuckled darkly as he launched another assault.

With each strike, he dismantled the earth armor, rending the demon beast apart until nothing remained but a bloody mess.

The metallic scent of blood hung thick in the air, a beacon for more demon beasts drawn by the promise of fresh prey.

Unleashing a flurry of calculated attacks, Braydon killed ten demon beasts, systematically injuring them to release the scent of blood before delivering the final blow with his palm strikes.

Remarkably, he didn’t even bother to unsheathe the Northern King Sword.

As the aroma of blood intensified, signaling their presence to nearby beasts, Braydon stood unfazed, hands casually clasped behind his back.

The ground trembled beneath him as an onslaught of demon beasts flooded the scene, their roars echoing in the air.

A cursory glance revealed a horde of over a thousand beasts, with likely even more lurking in the shadows.

Born in the dense forest, these creatures excelled in stealth from a young age, but now, driven by hunger or instinct, they converged upon Braydon’s location.

Eyes closed in amusement, Braydon’s lips curled into a smirk.

“Since you’ve all come this far, why not make your move for the Thousand Layer Sphere?”

“Hand over the Thousand Layer Sphere, human, and we might spare you!” came the snarling demand amidst the cacophony of growls and roars.

Atop a mountain perched a majestic sight: a three-meter-tall golden monkey, its tail elegantly wrapped around its waist, brandishing a bronze rod with the aura of a war god.

It issued a stern warning to all who dared challenge its authority.

It was a life and death realm demon beast, a rarity in this realm, and deemed a tyrant among the other life and death realm beasts.

Accompanying the golden monkey were twenty saint heart realm monkeys, unmistakably forming a cohesive group.

Meanwhile, a five-colored sparrow circled overhead, its gaze icy as it fixed upon Braydon, harboring its own designs on the Thousand Layer Sphere.

The allure of this treasure was undeniable; it promised mastery over this miniature world, a prize coveted by all who beheld it.

In the midst of this tense atmosphere, amidst countless demonic gazes, the audacious Braydon brazenly devoured the sphere.

Instantly, a chorus of enraged roars erupted from the onlooking beasts.

“Kill him!” bellowed the golden monkey in fury. “Strip his flesh and claim the Thousand Layer Sphere!”

“You dare defy us, human!” thundered a massive black bear as it descended from the sky, its colossal form towering at thirty meters, its paws akin to grinding millstones as it swung them menacingly at Braydon.

“Your bear paw!” Braydon taunted with a smirk. “Luke might appreciate it!”

The mention of their prized appendage incensed the bear demons, knowing all too well the delicacy their paws represented and the indignities suffered at the hands of human hunters.

Chaos ensued instantly, the air thick with tension and the promise of conflict.

A horde of demonic beasts descended upon Braydon, driven by the singular desire to claim the Thousand Layer Sphere and ascend to ultimate power.

Possessing such a treasure meant dominion over this world, transcending even the might of a life and death realm overlord.

The Thousand Layer Sphere was the epitome of supremacy in this realm, granting its wielder unparalleled authority and might.

In its grasp lay everything one could desire.

In an instant, more than a hundred demon beasts converged upon Braydon from all directions, their onslaught relentless and merciless.

Yet, instead of discarding the treasure to secure his escape, Braydon chose a different path.

He recognized the need to harness the beasts’ collective power to aid his own breakthrough.

The sheer force of their charge was overwhelming, a testament to their ferocity and determination.

Weaponless, Braydon stood his ground upon the primordial chaos domain, unleashing his formidable physique like a dragon in combat.

Each punch struck with the force of a raging tempest, laying waste to demon after demon in a brutal display of strength.

Those unfortunate enough to fall beneath Braydon’s onslaught harbored existential doubts.

Was he not a demon himself, forged in the crucible of combat?

What manner of human cultivated such monstrous power?

Within a thousand-mile radius, the land became a battlefield, with Braydon at its epicenter.

A mountain of monsters rose within a hundred-meter radius, a testament to his prowess.

His mere presence, akin to that of a true dragon, instilled fear in the hearts of the beasts, prompting some to retreat.

Yet, Braydon, undeterred, scorned their cowardice.

“Cowards!” he sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. “With such weak abilities, you actually dare come for the Thousand Layer Sphere?”

“Arrogant human!” The golden monkey atop the mountain peak could no longer contain its fury and launched into an attack.

With its rod gripped tightly, it descended from the sky with formidable force, aiming to strike Braydon down.

The pressure bore down on Braydon’s shoulder, the threat of the rod poised to crush his skull upon impact.

Another formidable adversary joined the fray, surrounded by a sea of scarlet-eyed demon beasts exuding palpable killing intent.

The air thickened with despair as the beasts closed in, sealing off any chance of escape.

In the face of this dire predicament, Braydon felt a surge of emotions he hadn’t experienced in years.

“It’s been too long,” he murmured softly, his spirit reignited by the heat of battle. “Surrounded by worthy foes, engaged in a struggle for survival. How many years has it been since my blood boiled like this?”

With a fierce resolve, he declared, “Today, none of you shall live!”

“Kill!” echoed the rallying cry as Braydon unleashed his full fighting spirit, eschewing his sword for the raw power of his fists.

Bones cracked as his fist collided with the rod, sending it flying and forcing the golden monkey to recoil.

“Human, your physique is impressive,” the monkey grunted, its eyes widening in acknowledgment. “But today shall be your last. Surrender the Thousand Layer Sphere, and I may grant you mercy!”

Amidst the tension, a black tiger roared, its presence commanding respect as the natural king of beasts, unrivaled even among life and death realm creatures.

 

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