บท 1715: Too Many Enemies

There were also countless experts who weren't part of the eight lineages. 

The hatred from their previous life would likely carry over into this one.

Braydon Neal understood the situation well. 

Back when the five lords ruled, those dissenters might have been too intimidated to act. 

But after the fall of the five lords, they would probably emerge one by one.

Braydon had been through this before.

"Master, after you and the others died, the race's history books labeled you as traitors..." Cree Mackey said, lowering his head.

"What?" Braydon's eyes flashed with cold light. 

Despite their arrogance, the Northern Army had never betrayed their people, whether in the past or present.

Many of the five lords' deeds had been distorted in the race's history.