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Sui Xiong saw only so much of the scene in Lei's memory, but the information contained in it was enough.

For example, he already knew that Lei was indeed from a noble family, not just an ordinary noble, but a great noble with the right to inherit the throne. However, Lei's inheritance order was a bit low, and under normal circumstances, there was no hope, probably just a little better than Orian.

For another example, he knew that Woer was indeed Lei's idol. Twenty years ago, when Lei was still a child, he was determined to become a great ranger who punished evil and promoted good. As for why he became a robber twenty years later, it is probably a long story.

For another example, Woer was simply ridiculously strong, and the wanted warrant on his back was probably also exaggerated. If his true identity was exposed, it would probably not only fail to protect Orian, but also bring disaster to the Gelten Territory.

You know, this strong man not only killed the Duke of the Holy Angel Kingdom, but also killed several high-ranking members of the Church of the Sun God. Whether it is the Holy Angel Kingdom or the Sun God Church, they are not kind and merciful, and they can forget their grudges with a smile. On the contrary, they are known for their revenge and fierce style.

If it weren't for the Holy Angel Kingdom's notorious reputation, Rhodes would not have to store the jewelry from a prince of this kingdom in the deepest part of the treasure house in the Blood Hand Ruel Treasure House. He would have sold it long ago!

Just as he was daydreaming, Lei couldn't help but ask again: "Mr. Woer, you are only over 80 years old this year, right? As a legendary strongman, why do you age like this?"

His tone was a little anxious and worried, and even a blind person could see the concern.

Woer smiled: "This look now is just my makeup. When my strength reaches this level, even if I am not a professional mage, I can naturally master many special abilities. Changing our appearance is not a difficult thing for us."

As he said this, he stood up, and a slight crisp sound came from his body, and his muscles and bones slowly changed their positions. A moment later, the person standing in front of them was no longer the hunched old man, but a middle-aged man with a dignified manner.

This man was of medium height, with a very strong physique, and could truly be called a strong man. His black hair was a little messy, but it could not cover his bright eyes that were almost dazzling. There was an obvious scar on his right cheek, which looked like it was injured by a sharp weapon. It should be easy to treat such an injury for a legendary strongman, but I don’t understand why he always keeps this wound.

His hands and feet are quite slender, and there are calluses on the knuckles of both hands. I wonder if he is good at two-handed weapons? Or can he shoot with both hands? Although he is unarmed and wearing an old piece of clothing at the moment, he does not feel down and out at all. Instead, he makes people feel like a statue called "strong", exuding awe-inspiring majesty from the bones.

If such a man walks on the street, no one will be able to ignore him. Even if he doesn't say a word, he will be a particularly dazzling star in the crowd. No wonder he needed to change his appearance and hide his real name.

"Ah! Teacher, you are so young!" Orian couldn't help but exclaimed, "I thought you were going to die soon..."

Woer smiled and shook his head: "You are such a crazy girl! After entering the legendary realm, your life span will be greatly increased. It can be as short as five or six hundred years or as long as thousands of years. Teacher, I am only in my eighties this year, and I still have at least four or five hundred years to live!"

Olian was stunned: "Doesn't that mean that I can't take care of you in your old age? I have to trouble you to send you off... No, when I am old, you will probably still be so young, and then you will still be sent off by me..."

She was a little dazed, it seems that she was mentally shocked and couldn't recover for a while.

Seeing her dazed look, Sui Xiong couldn't help but give her a line in his mind:

The white-haired teacher suddenly turned into a handsome middle-aged uncle, what should I do?

Waiting online, urgent!

If this question is posted on the Internet, it may get a lot of different answers, depending on the media.

If it is posted on some serious forums, it will probably get replies like "It's good for teachers to be young", "Don't make jokes"; if it is posted on some lively and eccentric forums, it will probably get replies like "What kind of health supplements does your teacher take? Please introduce them to me" or "Hurry up and ask your teacher to have a blood test. The Nobel Prize is just around the corner"; if it is posted on some of the forums that Sui Xiong liked to visit, the answer may be "Let's talk about it later".

Oh, if it is posted on a search engine that claims to be the world's largest behind closed doors, there will definitely be a lot of ads in the back, and someone will call and say that they can charge for promotion to ensure that it is at the top of the search items. As for authenticity, in front of money, it's all clouds.

The moral integrity of businessmen is really worse than the "zombies" of some fans and some empty places!

Sui Xiong is a person with a bit of eccentric thinking, and he thinks about things that are far away without realizing it. But Lei is not like that. His thoughts are always very rigorous, always focusing on the key points, and rarely relaxing.

So he looked at Woer carefully for a while, and asked curiously: "Mr. Woer, where is your famous "Black Blade"? "

The so-called "Black Blade" is Woer's famous weapon.

In Lei's impression, it should be a slender and slightly curved knife. The blade is said to be black and contains strange magic power. It is a legendary weapon, hence the name "Black Blade". It is also said that the knife is actually very ordinary, nothing more than an extended scimitar. It was only because Wole killed countless people in one night that he got the title "Black Blade".

Regarding these two statements, Lei never knew which one was correct, and was very curious in his heart. He actually met his idol today, and of course he wanted to find out.

"It's hidden in an inconspicuous place and I didn't bring it with me." Wall said. "The knife is a bit conspicuous. The old gangsters will recognize it at a glance and bring it with them to cause trouble."

"So... what does that knife look like?" Lei finally asked the question he wanted to ask the most.

Wall smiled and gestured: "It's so long, so wide, and has a handguard. Generally speaking, it's longer and narrower than the ones used by sailors on sea ships. The handle is very long, and there are no decorations or weights. The entire knife is pure black, from the tip to the handle. Overall, the adjective "black blade" is quite accurate."

Lei nodded in sudden realization, finally solving his long-standing doubts. But after thinking about it, I couldn't help but ask: "Then, why do some people say that your name of 'Black Blade' comes from killing countless people in one night?"

"That battle is indeed quite famous, not surprising." Wall said nonchalantly, "Although at our level, nicknames should be based on deeds. But my incident... Haha, everyone knows it, too much to say. Those hypocrites will definitely be furious. They can't do anything to me, but they can easily deal with ordinary adventurers, so we have to try our best to avoid mentioning this matter to avoid irritating them."

"Of course, I actually like the nickname 'Black Blade'. The black blade can absorb and cut off light. I am very satisfied." Wall said with a smile, but murderous intent gradually appeared in his eyes, "My ideal is Holding a black blade to kill the City of Clouds (the Kingdom of the Sun God), a knife that can absorb and cut off sunlight is perfect for me.”

The implication of his words was that he obviously wanted to kill the Sun God one day. Regarding this shocking ideal, even Lei, who admired him, was shocked and speechless. Only Sui Xiong expressed his approval.

"The Sun God is the backer behind the Kingdom of Holy Angels. As a boss who wants to kill his enemies for revenge, I support you!" The floating jellyfish patted Wo'er's shoulder with its tentacles and said with a smile, "But let's speak with our conscience, you What do you think your chances of success are?"

Wall was silent for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile: "Basically not."

"Yes, it is difficult for even the most powerful legendary warriors to kill gods. Occasionally, one or two can do it, and it is all due to various coincidences. If you want to be an enemy of gods, the most reliable one is The solution is to become a god yourself." Sui Xiong began to speak up, "Have you ever considered this?"

"Become a god?" Wall has also considered this issue before, but he was born in a poor family. Although he has entered the realm of legend through his own efforts, the information he can access only ends here. How can a mortal become a god? He had no clue.

But... looking at the floating jellyfish with smiling eyes, he already understood what the other party meant.

"Do you want to recruit me to serve as a god?" he asked bluntly.

"That's right!" The floating jellyfish shook its body vigorously, as if nodding. "Although I am still just a second-rate god who doesn't even have a church, my believers are building a holy land. When the holy land is completed, it will be officially Establish a church and improve my sect - when the time comes, I will need some assistants who can help in high-end fields. The true god needs to understand the origin of the world and master the priesthood. I can't help in this regard, but I can promote a demigod. No problem.”

Seeing that what he said was sincere, Wall didn't say anything false and directly asked the most important question: "I am a wanted criminal on the side of the Lord of Glory. You promoted me to be a follower of God. He You will be furious. How are you going to deal with it?"

"Honestly, there is no good way." Sui Xiong answered frankly, "So I can only let you be a demigod for the time being - demigods are immortal anyway, at least you can continue to accumulate strength. When my strength is enough and When He confronts you, you will be able to come out openly."

The answer was decidedly unsatisfactory, but Wall laughed.

"Well, your idea is very good and very practical." As he said that, he lowered his head and saluted Sui Xiong, "Your Majesty, from today on, Vol Black Blade will be your subordinate. I look forward to it. One day I will follow your battle flag and break the City of Clouds!"

After saying that, he made a slight noise again, and slowly turned back into the rickety old man.

"Until then, I'll be patient."

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