All-Professional Master of Darkness

There was a rumbling sound, and a wall deep in the underground tomb suddenly cracked, and two people stumbled out of it.

"Finally out." Lan Wu held the wall with one hand and gasped, looking back at the slowly closing wall with lingering fear. But looking at that speed, it won't be able to close within three, five, seven or eight days.

"I would rather stay in there for a longer time." Gross straightened out his tattered leather armor, looked at the dark hole like a monster's mouth unwillingly, and murmured to himself: "Compared to you, I Too little improvement.”

"Okay, okay, you're already good enough. It's just that I'm the benefactor and you're not." Lan Wu shrugged his shoulders and moved his body slightly. Immediately a soft crackling sound echoed.

"If you continue like this, you will develop osteoporosis." Gross raised his chin slightly, feeling very proud of himself. The elegant mage is the way to go, let the rude and brutal warrior go to hell.

"It wasn't until today that I discovered that you have a talent for humor." Lan Wu curled his lips and looked down at his body, which was at least twice as strong as before. For three years, he was much stronger than before. His body is full of strong and tight muscles, only slightly inferior to Virgil.

"I think I've always had a gift for humor." Gross smiled reservedly.

"Okay, okay, it's time for us to leave now. I can't wait to have a warm lunch." Lan Wu raised his hands in surrender and took the lead in walking ahead.

"Do you have any extra mage equipment? I remember you brought a lot of it with you." Gross looked down at himself and frowned at the leather armor that was so tattered that it couldn't cover his flesh. It would be a shame for the nobles to appear like this in front of others.

"You should have enough confidence in your body." Lan Wu turned around, raised his hands to pose like a bodybuilder, and laughed: "Look at my strong body, I will definitely make countless women cheer for me. ”

Gross rolled his eyes and was too lazy to talk to Lan Wu, who was shirtless. It wasn't until now that he realized that this former idol could be so boring. Why haven't I seen you show off like this before?

"Hahaha..." Lan Wu laughed, deliberately showing off his muscles as he walked. If Gross hadn't found the entrance in time in the past three years, he thought he couldn't stand the loneliness and would have gone crazy.

That ghost Leah? The age gap between the two parties is too big. Is there a generation gap?

About half an hour later, Lan Wu lost interest in teasing Gross. After all, there is nothing to show off like a piece of wood. At this time, two figures suddenly appeared in front of him, and he suddenly became excited again.

"Hey!"

This greeting was very loud in the silent corridor, and the two people in front immediately tensed up and turned around on guard. Lan Wu felt strange. This is a catacomb, filled with undead creatures. Of course the ones who can say hello are humans, so there’s no need to be so vigilant, right?

"Who is it?" came an alert inquiry from the other side.

"The blessed one, Lan Wu." Lan Wu responded enthusiastically.

He expected to receive a long-lost greeting. After all, the Benefactor is well-known in New Tristram. Unexpectedly, the two people opposite suddenly shouted in surprise at the same time: "I found him, come here quickly!"

Lan Wu was stunned and confused.

At this time, Gross suddenly walked up behind him and lowered his voice to remind: "Their reaction seems a little weird, be careful."

"This is New Tristram, isn't it?" Lan Wu looked at Gross hesitantly, then turned to look at the two people opposite. In his mind, New Tristram was a paradise. There are no demons to harass or the threat of hunger. Everyone can live a stable life here.

Soon, noisy footsteps echoed in the corridor. More and more people came into the sight of Lan and Wu. But what made the two of them feel something was wrong was that these people didn't seem to have any intention of coming forward to greet them. Instead, they had a strange feeling that they were being wary of themselves.

After a while, a tall figure wearing thick armor with only one head exposed separated from the crowd and walked to the front. Lan Wu looked familiar and asked tentatively: "Virgil? Are you Virgil?"

"Dear Lord Benefactor, I am Ruhadi. Your loyal follower." The Crusader who looked like Virgil on the opposite side walked into the light of the fire.

"It's really you!" Gross saw Luhadi's face clearly. He was overjoyed at first, and then frowned. He knew his ambitious brother all too well. There is no way that this pure Lu Gaoyin noble could become a follower of Lan Wu.

At this time Lan Wu also remembered. Isn't this Ruhadi the one who competed with Gross for the throne of the family head? But now Lu Gaoyin has been destroyed by the devil, and basically all the nobles have lost their inheritance.

"Your Majesty the Divine Benefactor, we need your guidance." Ruhadi lowered his head slightly, looking very sincere.

"Guidance? What guidance? Isn't New Tristram led by Akala and the others?" Lan Wu also frowned. The dark-minded Earth otaku is once again starting to speculate on conspiracy theories.

"They are not worthy of leading New Tristram." Ruhardi raised his head and shouted sonorously: "Those damn incompetent wastes are weak at heart and are not worthy of leading humans."

Lan Wu frowned even more tightly. He realized that the conspiracy theory was indeed true. Something must have happened to New Tristram in the past three years.

"I understand." Gross glanced at Luhadi and the people behind him, and suddenly laughed: "Dear brother, haven't you put down your shackles yet?"

Luhadi's face turned ugly when he heard Gross's voice. Gross had been standing behind Lan Wu before, so he didn't notice. Now I know that my damn brother actually came to New Tristram alive. Immediately, he tore his face apart, picked up the giant hammer and hit the ground.

"We are noble nobles, and those country bumpkins are not worthy of leading us."

"Nobility has become history." Gross smiled faintly, walked up to Lan Wu and said with a smile: "Don't be surprised. Since he is my dear brother, it makes sense. They launched a rebellion."

Lan Wu's face darkened, and strong murderous intent quickly surged into his heart. New Tristram was a stable rear that he had painstakingly built, and he would not allow anyone to destroy this base. Ruhadi's rebellion has touched his bottom line.

"Don't take what he said just now seriously. I guess he just wanted to trick you into joining their camp. But unfortunately, knowing that I was also there, he realized that he could no longer trick you. So he simply planned to get rid of you. God's blessing." Gross smiled reservedly, looked at Luhadi not far away, and said with a smile, "Am I right?"

"He's right." Ruhadi raised his giant hammer and pointed at Lan Wu in annoyance, and roared ferociously: "Join us, you can not die, and can continue to enjoy a luxurious life. Beautiful women, delicious food, everything. Refuse, then Only death!"

"As a brother, I think I have to remind you." Gross paused and suddenly laughed: "It's a pity that you provoked an opponent you cannot provoke."

"Only you?" Luhadi laughed loudly, then pointed at Lan Wu and said with a ferocious smile: "Or him?"

Gross smiled faintly and turned to look at Lan Wu. The latter slowly took out a shiny two-handed sword and said with a smile: "Let's go together, I'm in a hurry."