All-Professional Master of Darkness

Lan Wu didn't know yet that a disaster was coming, but Barbara and the three of them were strong men, how could they not have discovered such a large drop of the Demon King's blood.

"Be careful." Barbara's expression suddenly changed, and she started to accelerate immediately, turning into a black shadow and rushing towards her.

"What?" Lan Wu turned around after hearing this, with a confused look on his face. At this time, enough drops of Duriel's blood to fill a basin were poured down on his head.

At the same time, the half-meter-long mouthparts made a whirring sound and fell suddenly, impartially, and landed right in front of Barbara. The sharp mouthparts suddenly resembled a sharp spear, sinking deeply into the ground like piercing butter, leaving only a small bone stubble on the top.

"Damn it." Barbara cursed secretly and had to stop immediately. She didn't care how rare Durel's mouthparts were and hurriedly looked up.

That is the blood of the Demon King that can corrode even soil.

Unexpectedly, before she could see it clearly, she heard Lan Wu shouting in surprise: "Good stuff."

Barbara was confused.

Lan Wule was devastated. Today is a good day. First, he solved the mystery of the fifteen small bug amulets, and then defeated the invincible Duriel. I thought I was satisfied, but in the end Du Ruier just ran away and gave himself an unspeakable gift before leaving.

The black blood of Duriel poured down from his head, before it even touched Lan Wu's skin. The talismans all over the body suddenly seemed to be filled with blood, scrambling to devour the blood of the Demon King, which contained huge magical power. These talismans were devoured too fiercely. The demon king's blood falling around him seemed to be under great suction, and they rushed towards him like dragons entering the sea.

"Wait, wait." Lan Wu hurriedly pulled off his left glove, and hurriedly put the stone grip ring on his middle finger against the blood of the devil. It's a pity that those magic talismans were snatched up too quickly. As soon as a drop the size of a little finger was touched, a basin of the devil's blood was divided up by many magic talismans, leaving not a single drop.

"What a pity." Lan Wu was extremely annoyed and muttered, taking out the Book of Identification and starting to identify Stone Grip. Not long after, he was flipping through the book of identification, and suddenly his annoyance was gone, and he raised his left hand to admire it with joy.

Stone Grip Ring

Level requirement: 9

+2 strength

+95 stamina

+127 physical strength (determined by character level)

+2 energy

+127 energy (determined by character level)

+223 life

+5 mana

+223 maximum stamina

Lan Wu was in a good mood as he admired the ring that absorbed Duriel's blood. Duriel is worthy of being Duriel. Just one drop of blood directly unlocked two attributes.

Needless to say, there is no need to mention the physical attributes determined by the character level. That's life, the higher the better. If life is not cleared, people will not die. Lan Wu fell in love with the strange laws of this world. With an extra 127 points of physical strength, his current health value has exceeded four digits even without the bonus of the bear transformation. Once the bear transforms, the upper limit will increase by another fifty percent.

Endurance is not as important as physical strength, and its role is not inferior. Thinking about it carefully, from the beginning to now, this attribute has given him considerable restrictions. Once the endurance is cleared, the person will be unable to move, and some attributes such as strength and agility will be greatly reduced. When running, it takes approximately one point of stamina per minute. Now I have 223 more endurance points out of thin air, which is enough to run continuously for more than three hours. With a little natural recovery in the middle, running for four hours is not a problem. Battery life is greatly improved.

"It's a pity, it's a pity." Lan Wu felt regretful to himself. If Duriel had been able to stay just now, the harvest would have been even greater. Maybe I can completely unseal the sealed ring directly. He still remembers several other properties of this ring.

"Weird boy." Barbara's expression softened slightly, without even looking at the half of Duriel's mouthparts that was submerged in the ground in front of her. If it wasn't for the sake of Archangel Tyrell and his daughter Flora, how could he care about this reckless brat.

Just because Barbara didn't take Duriel's mouthparts seriously didn't mean that no one was covetous.

Ende came back to his senses and saw the stubble of bones exposed on the ground. He immediately turned his feet and almost rushed towards it with an afterimage. This is an object belonging to the Demon King. Still a true devil.

It's not a clone made of condensed magic power.

Throughout the ages, items like this worn by the most powerful people in the world have been rare. This kind of material containing huge magic power can greatly improve the properties of the equipment, whether it is used to build equipment or use alchemical methods to infuse the majestic magic power into the equipment. For example, the set left behind by the Immortal King Bulkatho, the Barbarian God, after his death.

Legend has it that this barbarian supreme suit was crafted from the remains of the Immortal King. This statement is very marketable. But there are also many barbarians who firmly deny it.

What a joke, who is Bul-Katho, the barbarian god? How could his remains be turned into the most powerful suit?

Ende has traveled for many years and naturally knows this kind of rumor. But he believes more in the first statement. How could this barbarian suit be so powerful if it wasn't made from the remains of the Immortal King.

And right in front of him was something that was comparable to the Immortal King—Duriel's mouthparts.

"As long as I can get it..." Ende couldn't keep calm and rushed forward selflessly, with only the little bit of fresh bone stubble exposed on the ground in his eyes. Unexpectedly, as soon as his hands touched Du Ruier's mouth, a cry of surprise suddenly sounded.

"Ah." Ende retracted his hand like an electric shock, hurriedly took off his gloves and threw them to the ground. Before the gloves fell to the ground, white smoke slowly rose. A good pair of gloves turned into a scrap of leather.

"It's so poisonous." Ende gritted his teeth and stared at the half of Duriel's mouthparts with tears in his eyes. A pair of golden gloves was ruined just like that. With his level, where can he find such a pair of high-end gloves that suit him?

"It's so dangerous." Hank touched his bald head with fear on his face. Just now, he couldn't help but want to snatch Duriel's mouthparts into his hands. But when he saw that En De was faster, he immediately woke up and gave up this impossible idea.

He is the boss, so of course good things should be reserved for the boss.

But now it seems that this has been escaped. It’s hard to find high-end gloves that suit you.

Eun Tak's scream alarmed Lan Wu. He looked back, smiled dumbly, and fixed his gaze on the book of identification in his hand again. He raised his right hand to press the book of identification, and then opened it. This sight made him feel better.

Upgraded.

Oh my god, ever since Rodament activated the talisman of Laushizi, his level has been like a nail driven into the wall, completely finalized. It's only level fifteen... Oh my god, if you use this level to defeat Diavolo and the others, it's not like you're going to die. The five points of free attributes you get every time you level up is not a small number. When added up, the strength immediately changes drastically. At least the life energy is much higher.

Level twenty.

The level has increased by five levels. Lan Wu was not very sad. Now I can finally keep up with Avila and the others. Level 20 is not high, but it is not low either. Level 18 is a hurdle for professionals. By this level, most genres are already set. Now that I have reached level 20, it is enough to start planning professional equipment that suits me.

"It's time to return to Rogge's camp." Lan Wu put away the Book of Identification with satisfaction. It's been a while since I came to Lugaoyin. I think Qiaxi, with the help of Farah, has thoroughly studied magic forging. Coupled with the artifact Horadric Cube he had just obtained... He felt so happy that he couldn't help but drool.

In his left hand is a double heat-flow long sword, in his right hand is the head of a zombie summoned by the undead, and on his head is a deformed flow wolf head... That is really killing people when they block people, and killing gods when they block gods.

For a moment, Lan Wu was wandering around the world, completely immersed in the bright future. He was completely unaware that there was still a huge problem in front of him.

"How should we leave?" Barbara's cold voice interrupted Lan Wu's sexual intercourse.

"It's simple. Tyrell told me to forcefully break Duriel's seal." Lan Wu didn't care about Barbara's consistent indifference, and readily told the explanation Tyrell left before his clone disappeared.

"Forcibly breaking open the space, that's easy to say." Ende had a dark face and snorted angrily.

Barbara frowned slightly. She was very disappointed. Her husband, who has no feelings, behaves too stupidly one after another and is not worthy of being the leader of the Dark Crows. Little did she know that Ende's mind was very disturbed at the moment.

The beloved lover was disfigured, and then was ruthlessly betrayed by this lover. Then the archangel Tyrell gave all his power to the benefactor, and finally wanted to get the Duri that was enough to be made into a sharp weapon. However, Er Zhiya even put on the gloves he had finally collected. The successive blows made this ambitious man lose his usual composure.

"Actually, it's very simple." Lan Wu ignored it at all and pointed to the ten-meter-high clay stone demon not far away with a smile: "With its power, you should be able to break this seal. Tyrell Tell me that when Duriel escaped, the seal lost its magical support and became fragile."

"How to do it?" Barbara relaxed her brows and ignored her husband's strange behavior.

"Attack this point at the same time as it." Lan Wu raised his hand and pointed to the ground not far away.

"Understood." Barbara nodded, suddenly stepped forward, and quickly stabbed one of the clay demon's legs three times in a row, and then returned to its original position with afterimages.

"Then let's get started." Lan Wu looked at the three gray balls of light surrounding Barbara and took the initiative to step back a few meters. This is the energy gathering of martial arts assassins. It’s just that I can’t tell which Qi-gathering skill this is.

After the words fell, En De remained motionless. Hank spit into the palm of his hand, rubbed it, then grabbed the two-handed sword and took a few steps back, staring directly at the place Lan Wu pointed at just now.

"Ende." Barbara frowned and glanced at Ende displeased.

"I know the severity." Ende responded stiffly, with a gloomy look on his face. It was hard for him to have to obey the orders of this benefactor. But there is no other way. Apart from this method, I can't think of any other way to leave here.

"Do it." Lan Wu shouted violently, took the lead in changing to his fist sword, and threw a flame blast. Although the skill level is low, it can still provide a little damage.

The flame explosion drew an arc in the air. When it hit the ground and exploded, the Clay Stone Demon's thick arms, Barbara's dragon tail swing, Hank's jumping attack, and Ender's Blessing Hammer all hit the flame explosion at the same time. around the landing point.

Click.

There was an almost inaudible crisp sound, and the entire space suddenly shattered again like glass.