Tempest of the Stellar War

Chapter 1043: The Flames of Revenge

The reason why the Milky Way Alliance strictly controlled every single Earth-rank warrior was because they were most afraid of an Earth-rank warrior’s fall. It was because these people could cause too much damage. Once an Earth-rank warrior hid in the dark, things would get very troublesome.

Pogba was very efficient. He very much wanted to show off in front of Lear. He did not hope for results but hoped for no mistakes. Very quickly, Wang Zheng’s photo was sent to Lear’s hands.

”Master Son of Saint, this person and Mobo from the Julian family entered Hong Lirong’s lair. Mobo did not come out, but this rascal did. Also, the people from Hong Lirong seem to have lost him. I’m not sure if he’s who you were looking for.” Pogba bowed down and smiled like a pug.

He had prepared delicacies for the Master Son of Saint, and of course, beauties. Maklou had nothing but money and women. However, with one look at this Master Son of Saint, he knew that he would definitely not be interested in things like money and precious stones. Anyone who could ”suffer patiently” to come in would definitely have very strong control over materialistic desires. But as long as he was a man, then he definitely liked beauties. Besides, this Master Son of Saint was so young and had withheld for so long. Hence, he had specially prepared a ”hundred beauty feast” with 100 young girls, all around 18 years old. They came from all parts of the Milky Way Alliance and were displayed in front of Lear like a spectacular feast. Whoever he wanted, he could just get her. All his desires would be fulfilled.

But Pogba received a tight slap. It was so harsh that he felt faint. Lear did not say anything, but Pogba knew that he had done wrong. He had forgotten who the other party was.

He was the Son of Saint!

Putting aside these commonplace women which he would not even spare a look for, the most important thing was the great undertaking of the Saint Sect. He had really barked up the wrong tree. Luckily, the information that just came in saved him. Obviously, when Master Son of Saint looked at this guy who was about his age, a heartfelt smile spread on his face.

”Do you want to earn an achievement?” Lear took one look at Pogba, who wanted to be on his good graces.

Pogba immediately nodded his head furiously like a pug.

”What’s your designation now?”

”Answering Master Son of Saint: I’m now the Saint Sect in charge for Maklou, an official. I am in charge of the whole Easter Plan,” Pogba said.

Lear nodded. ”If you kill this guy, I can guarantee that you will get promoted by one level. Also… in the future, you will become my lackey. Do you understand?”

”I do, I do, I understand. Since Master Son of Saint regards me so highly, I’ll do it immediately. Do you want a whole body or…”

Lear’s lips curled into a cold smile. ”You better use all your power. This guy is an Earth-rank warrior and also he has ice, fire, and wood, all 3 types of Ability X. But this must be done at all costs!”

Pogba was stunned. An Earth-rank warrior, was this still a human? This rascal looked quite young. A triple type ability Earth-rank warrior was a little troublesome.

But seeing the silver color exposed on the other party’s wrist, Pogba let out a proud smile. ”Master, please rest assured!”

To express his loyalty, Pogba decided to lead the team personally. It was, of course, important to complete this task, but the attitude was also important, especially for people who came from ancient families.

Lear’s lips curled into a smile. If the mission could be completed smoothly, and he got rid of Wang Zheng through the hands of other people, what could be more refreshing and satisfying than that?

It was true that people had to learn how to endure. When he was at Tita Star, he once thought that he had reached the bottom, that the whole world had abandoned him; especially the instant Wang Zheng won the championship. To others, it might not mean anything, but to Lear, that blow was indeed fatal.

But he persevered and held on until now. Then he realized that chances were easy to get. A one-time gain or loss was nothing. In this world, there was only one truth: whoever survived in the end had the true victory.

Lear thought so, and obviously so did Yue Jing.

Even in her dreams, she dreamt that one day Lear would fall into her hands, and now that time had come.

”You mean he is now in Pogba’s hands?” Yue Jing said lightly.