NOVGO.NET Chapter 1983 A Million Peaks
Chapter 1983: A Million Peaks Chapter 1983: A Million Peaks Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation “Ancestor Luther, Heaven Realm’s special envoy…” In an instant, the remaining members of the three ancient realms quickly showed their goodwill. Offering help in a snowstorm was far more valuable than adding flowers to an already beautiful brocade.
Why did they make this choice?
It was all because of Braydon Neal.
They did it solely for Braydon’s sake.
Who would have thought that Luther Carden’s eyes would turn cold? He glanced outside the hall and coldly shouted, “Tell them it’s not their place to interfere in the affairs of this universe!” “If they obediently hide in the ancient realm, I will allow them to live in the future.
Otherwise, the Northern Army Cavalry will raze their last habitat to the ground!” His cold words echoed through the hall, filled with ruthless killing intent.
The hall fell silent.
Chadwick Neal hesitated before finally speaking, “Ancestor Luther, although the number of peak cultivators in our race isn’t less than the demon race, our strength is weak compared to the combined forces of the innate race and the saint race.
Why don’t we borrow…” “The plot my brother has set up cannot tolerate others.
After this battle, the human race will lead all races.
From now on, there will only be one voice in this universe: the sound of the Northern Army’s hooves!” Luther’s cold gaze bore into Chadwick, revealing Braydon’s ambition.
Braydon wanted to rule over all tribes. With the dignity of the human race, he would suppress the entire universe. Every place in the starry sky would belong to the human race.
In the human race’s territory, all races can live, but from now on, the master of the stellar realms would be the human race. All races would fall under their rule.
This was the result Braydon sought.
Luther was playing this game for Braydon.
“Who said the number of peak humans is weaker than the four great races?” Lazlo Abbot said indifferently, hands behind his back.
“Pass my order.
From today, the 1st to 10th legions of the Northern Army will head to the northern battlefield.” Luther commanded.
Suddenly, a million cavalry hidden in a small world appeared—elites clad in black armor with Northern Army swords at their waists. They had arrived at last!
When the Northern Army was founded, these veterans had witnessed the rise of the sons of the Northern Army. They were hometown sons who had followed Braydon.
Now, they were all here!
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
A terrifying pressure enveloped the hall as one million black-armored elites released their auras, suppressing all the cultivators. Their faces turned pale; they couldn’t even lift their heads.
Luther walked out of the hall.
“Second Master!” The million soldiers bowed their heads.
Only those from their hometown truly understood what it meant to be called Second Master.
Chadwick’s eyes were wide with shock and disbelief.
“They’re all…
peaks?” Chief Green Lotus and the others were stunned!
A million peak warriors gathered in the Northern Army.
When had the Northern Army nurtured so many peak experts? And a full peak army at that?
It was terrifying.
These ten legions could sweep through all the super races in the universe.
Little did they know, Luther had hidden 400,000 more peak warriors.
The entire area buzzed with a murderous aura.
Luther clasped his hands behind his back and softly said, “The demon race has declared war today.
Tens of thousands of peak demons have attacked the northern battlefield.
The commander has ordered me to take command of the Northern Army.
I hold authority over the army.” “Ten legions, listen up.
Move out immediately and head to the northern battlefield.
Kill every monster you encounter.” The order was given.
The ten legions moved at once.
The second legion would be led by Frediano Jadanza.
A million peak warriors were dispatched to the northern battlefield. A battle that would engulf all races was about to erupt.
Luther sat in the human headquarters, watching his comrades leave. He turned around and coldly ordered, “From today, transfer a billion cultivators from the various stellar realms to the demon stellar realms.” “Our human race controls more than ten thousand stellar realms.
If that’s the case, then the number of people is…” Chadwick and the others were astonished.
Luther didn’t explain.
The reason was simple: once the demon race’s stellar realm became human territory, the human race would take over.
They would need to mobilize a large number of human cultivators to establish this territory.
Without descendants to populate it, conquering stellar realms would be pointless.
Facing the leaders of the human race, Luther coldly reminded them, “Once big brother succeeds in this era, he will suppress all generations.
After that, it will be nearly impossible for cultivators to become peak experts.
“You don’t have much time left!” Once Braydon succeeded, every living being in the universe—human or demon—would be under his control. The bottleneck for breakthroughs would increase sharply.
For this reason, before Braydon reached the great success stage, Luther planned to expand human territory across the entire universe, using its resources to nurture a new generation of talented human disciples.
The more experts they produced, the more stable the human race’s foundation would be.
This would ensure that for the next trillion years, no other race could challenge the human race’s status.
Luther had his plans.
Braydon, meanwhile, was in the ruins of the Heavenly Court, immersed in comprehending the mysteries of the sixth small sword. He cared little about the outside world, though Luther sent him updates.
But Braydon didn’t bother to read them—his focus was solely on the small sword’s mark.
Comprehending the small sword was his only priority.
The daily battle reports sent by Luther told of the first day of war between humans and demons.
A million black-armored elites descended on the northern battlefield, leaving the demon race’s higher-ups dumbfounded.
One million peak experts.
Who could stand against them?
The ten legions of a million peak experts swept across the entire northern battlefield.
In a single night, every being above the demon supreme realm in the 3,000 stellar realms of the demon race was annihilated.
The first legion alone wiped out hundreds of stellar realms.
All demons were slain.
It was all for revenge.
In the past, the demon race had killed many Northern Army disciples, their hands stained with the blood of its soldiers.
In the battle between the two races, the demons were completely defeated.
The innate race and the saint race were left in shock.
Who would have thought that in just a hundred years, the human race had nurtured a million peak creatures?
To be precise, it was Braydon!
In one hundred years, Braydon produced a million peak creatures.
Where had he found the resources?
For the time being, the innate race was terrified, the saint race was terrified, and the demon race was even more terrified.
A million peak warriors could wipe out all the demon tribes.
Who could stop such an army?
In the Immortal Burial Ground, when the young golden flood dragon received the news, he froze, muttering, “How is this possible…” How did Braydon Neal do it?!
He could not leave the Immortal Burial Ground.
Transcendents descending to the lower realms meant certain death—provoking the will of the universe and Heather Sage.
No one could stop the Northern Army.
In a single night, they trampled across the 3,000 stellar realms of the demon race.
At this pace…
Within ten days, the demon race would be wiped out.
Almost overnight, the alliance of the four super races crumbled.
Envoys from various races rushed to the human headquarters to meet Braydon, hoping to end the war through negotiations.
The war had already begun.