With the strength of the Hebrew Level 8 Great Sword Master at that time, it was easy to kill a small Lord Edda, but when he returned, he found that things were not so simple at all.

Lord Edda is just a pawn, and the real mastermind behind it is Viscount Bocuse, the lord of Wick City. A gold mine was discovered in the area where the Hebrew Manor was located, but Viscount Bocuse concealed it in order to keep the gold mine for himself, and later Edda's purchase of the manor, including the murder of the Hebrew father, was instigated by Bocuse.

Hebrew, who learned the truth, was angry and helpless, if it was just a small lord, he could have tried to calm the matter after killing it, but a city lord didn't say kill it. Although the status of a level 8 powerhouse in the Brilliant Empire is very high, it is not to the extent that he can casually kill a city lord. After suffering Bocuse's cynicism, Edda vowed to become a level 9 powerhouse and then come back to take revenge, as long as he became a level 9 powerhouse, then his status in the empire was no different from killing a small city lord than pinching an ant to death.

However, it backfired, and the Hebrews, whose hearts were filled with hatred, could not comprehend the true meaning of the soul in any case, and could not ignite the divine fire at all. Now that he has gray hair, he can only watch the descendants of his enemy Bocuse, enjoying the joy of family.

The flames of hatred ignited him, but he still couldn't break through level 9, so he could only choose to sharpen his knife silently in the shadows......

On this day, Hebrew came home from the mercenary guild with a jug of wine as usual, his heavy sword behind his back as if it were nothing, but his eyes seemed to be no different from that of an ordinary old man. Passing through the downtown area and turning to the alley home, it is impossible to light the street lamps with fuel oil here that belong to the civilian area, and there will be no magic crystal lamps with energy crystallization as energy, and the whole alley is pitch black at night and you can't see anything clearly.

However, when Hebrew walked here, he suddenly paused, and his originally worried eyes instantly became much sharper. His left hand reached forward in the shape of a claw, while his right hand reached for the greatsword behind his back.

"Hebrew?" A man's voice came from the darkness.

"Who? What's the matter with me? Hebrew asked warily.

"Bearing a deep hatred of blood, have you forgotten? Or have you lost your bloodiness? The voice didn't answer his question, but said to itself.

"Who the hell are you? What does my business have to do with you? The Hebrew voice trembled.

"Didn't you always want to find us? Now that we're here, you're holding back? The voice said with a smile.

"When have I ever looked for you?" Hebrew asked, frowning. His right hand had already grasped the great sword he was carrying behind his back, and in an instant, a fierce aura rushed to his face.

A vague figure gradually emerged in the darkness, and Hebrew could not see the man clearly because of the dim light, except that he was wearing a robe covering his head. "Dedicate your allegiance to the Great Lord of Order, who will fulfill your wish to become a level 9 powerhouse."

"You're Zerg?" Hebrew's hand shook visibly. I don't know when such a legend began to circulate in the Glorious Empire, as long as there is a level 8 existence, it will be loyal to the master of order. Juggernaut will make him a level 9 powerhouse. At that time, Hebrew did not believe it when he first heard the news, but after a few days of repeated reflection, he realized that if he wanted revenge, he would probably have to believe in this ethereal legend.

The man took another step forward, just in time to step out of the shadows in the alley, and in the moonlight he finally saw the man's appearance, which was a man in a red uniform. Middle-aged man with his head bowed.

"Cardinal?" Hebrew's pupils shrank, and his right hand holding the great sword trembled.

The deeds of the Zerg Cardinal have long been spread in the world of southern human beings. It is rumored that this is a group of terrifying beings with the lowest strength of level 9.

"My name is Natali. Cardinal of the Cult of Kosmos. The man raised his head, his scarlet eyes were chilling, this was a side effect of the Zerg's special potion, although the potion, although the potion, would not affect the potential of the advanced paladin, once the paladin who used that potion to advance would have a pair of eyes similar to the Zerg,

"What are you looking for me for?" Hebrew had laid down the great sword he held in his right hand. He knew that he didn't have a chance at all in front of the cardinal of the Zerg.

Nathali glanced at him appreciatively and said, "It's not a rumor that Lord Juggernaut can make a level 8 person a level 9 demigod, if you are willing to sacrifice your loyalty, then we can make you a level 9 powerhouse." ”

"How do I know if you're lying to me?" Hebrew asked.

"You don't have a choice? Unless you want to end up depressed like this. Natali said.

Hebrew was silent for a moment, and Tali was right. Now he has no choice but to believe in the Zerg. With his own family and his family, it is impossible for him to rush into the house of Viscount Bocuse's house like an outlaw and go on a killing spree. And if you want to take revenge, you must become a level 9 powerhouse, and become the "Sage Lord" who is admired by thousands of people in the mouth of mankind! Only in this way can the glorious empire not be able to oppose itself because of a small city lord, otherwise he will die a miserable death if he insists on going his own way, and his family will also die a miserable death.

"Can the Lord of the Zerg really make me a level 9 Sword Master?" After a moment of silence, Hebrew asked, and although he knew that his question was meaningless, he still wanted to hear the cardinal's answer again.

"There can be no doubt about the words of the Lord of Order." Natali said solemnly.

Chu Heng didn't lie to them either, this was indeed a level 9 strength in exchange for loyalty. In fact, if the Zerg don't say that the price of getting strength is to give loyalty, it's nothing, it's just that such an illusory promise is not very trustworthy in the first place, and adding a condition is just to make it easier to win people's trust. After all, few people believe that there is a free lunch.

"Am I paying only as a sacrifice of loyalty to Lord Juggernaut?" Hebrew asked.

"Yes, as long as you show your loyalty, we can give you level 9 strength." This can't be blamed for Natari and Hebrew nonsense, in fact, with the current situation, he has no problem forcibly robbing Hebrew, but such a thing can't be done often, once it is unsuccessful, the reputation of the Zerg will plummet. Therefore, deception is the best policy, but forcing is the next policy. Once the reputation of the Zerg is established, are you afraid that no one will take the initiative to find the Zerg in the future? (To be continued.) )