All-Professional Master of Darkness

"Aren't you going?" Lan Wu leaned on the blanket and looked at Gross with a smile.

Music played by the unique desert huqin floated outside the tent. The professionals laughed freely and sang to the rhythm from time to time. Occasionally, there were a few screams of dancing girls. Apparently some professionals are waiting for an opportunity to attack these dancers.

Gross shook his head and said nothing. But there was a sad light under his downcast eyes. Lu Gaoyin is getting stronger and stronger. This is a good thing, but excessive arrogance leads professionals to pursue pleasure. This is by no means the quality that a powerful dynasty should have.

Just like Harrogath. In terms of prosperity and strength, this barbarian city deserves to be number one among humans. Relying only on such a city, Demon God Baal's Throne of Destruction Fortress is no longer able to invade. Occasionally, they would be captured by Harrogas' professional counterattacks.

Fortunately, the Throne of Destruction Fortress has been completely eroded by the magic power of Demon God Baal. Whenever it is captured by human counterattacks, the endlessly reborn demons can reoccupy it in the shortest possible time. It can be said that the fortress has become a meat grinder, exchanged back and forth between humans and demons.

But with such a huge meat grinder, Harrogas not only did not decline, but became more prosperous, and it was well-deserved to be the number one city in the world. Compared with Harrogas, Lugoin is simply a joke. In addition to Rogge Camp, which has steadily won and declined to the extreme, even Kurast Seaport still maintains an absolute advantage.

Beyond the Kurast Seaport...it seemed like a joke to him now.

This trip to the sewers made him see through Lu Gaoyin's false prosperity. If the population is the cornerstone of a city or a kingdom, then professionals are the cornerstone of the cornerstone. Nowadays, professionals like Lu Gaoyin are obsessed with pleasure and have lost the motivation to move forward. Once the mutant demon that appears in the sewer appears outside Lu Gaoyin's city, he firmly believes that Lu Gaoyin, the pearl in the desert, will be destroyed. .

Seeing Gross's silence, Lan Wu raised his eyebrows and lay down again indifferently. He could see that Gross was no longer the arrogant and complacent Lugoin nobleman he had been before. But that doesn't matter. It would be great if the Rogge camp could steal chickens and get some help from Lu Gaoyin.

When Rogge's camp develops, he can develop himself. Only with Rogge's camp supporting him can he survive better. At least when the demon came to catch him, someone stood up to help block him.

There was silence in the tent. One closed his eyes and rested, looking forward to a relaxed and happy life in the future, while the other had something on his mind and was not in the mood to chat.

ah!

A sharp female voice suddenly sounded, dispelling the relaxed atmosphere in the camp. The two of them looked outside the tent almost at the same time. Through the gap, the camp outside was in chaos.

"Dark Crow, it's Dark Crow!"

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

"Array up!"

"..."

Noisy shouts kept coming. The dancers screamed and fled into the tent. Each professional got up from the ground in a panic, took out their weapons and looked for their teammates. The more than twenty mercenaries were calm. They drove the camels immediately and formed a camel formation to protect the camp.

"Dark Crow?" Lan Wu was shocked. Since coming to Lu Gaoyin, I have never heard of the name Dark Crow. Neither Glaze nor Gross ever mentioned the Dark Crow underground organization. Now it seems that the Dark Crow underground organization is indeed as Kasha said, and its sphere of influence is in the vast land outside Lu Gaoyin City.

In a flash of thought, he became even more curious about the Dark Crow organization. If you don't have enough strength to survive in the demon-filled wilderness for so many years, you'd be lying to yourself and others if you say you don't have any abilities.

"A bunch of trash." Gross looked gloomy, cursed under his breath, opened the tent and walked out. Although his voice was small, it still fell on Lan Wu's ears.

Lan Wu was happy. As a smart person, he would never have guessed that this stubborn Lu Gaoyin felt that he had lost face in front of himself, the envoy of the Rogge camp, because of the noise of the professionals outside.

But yes, if the Dark Crow destroyed the camp, Lu Gaoyin would be really embarrassed. This is a coalition of Lu Gaoyin's major families, not a motley army composed of idle professionals.

Just as he was thinking about it, a man suddenly opened the tent and walked in. Lan Wu was stunned. Although it didn't last long, he forced himself to write down the faces of everyone in the team out of habit. And this barbarian is by no means a professional in the archaeological team.

"Who are you?" Lan Wu roared in a low voice, not caring to get up and quickly activate the bear-man transformation. Safety first, save your life first to avoid being killed by this barbarian with one move.

"The one I'm looking for is you." The barbarian grinned ferociously, picked up a two-handed sword in both hands and rushed forward.

Seeing that it was too late to get up, Lan Wu simply rolled on the spot. The rough body rolled across the blanket. The two-handed sword struck down as fast as lightning, grazing the gray hair and hitting the blanket, breaking it in half.

"Not bad, not bad. Hahaha..." The barbarian smiled bloodthirstyly, twirling his sword in both hands and spinning on the spot.

"Whirlwind!" Lan Wu's pupils suddenly shrank. This is the ultimate move for barbarians with level 30 combat skills. In other words, this barbarian has reached at least level 30.

The barbarian turned on the whirlwind, and there was a strong wind in the tent. The strong wind blew up blankets and other furniture on the ground. These debris were shattered one after another in the storm of swords, and crackled on the tent. Fortunately, as a nobleman, Gross can guarantee the quality of this huge tent.

With a scoff, Lan Wu forcibly tore a hole in the tent and rushed out. To resist the barbarian's level 30 ultimate move, Cyclone, in a narrow space is to seek death.

After escaping from the tent, Lan Wu discovered that the situation in the camp had become extremely bad.

There were only five attackers. In addition to the barbarian who was holding back his ultimate move in the tent, there was also a bald paladin, a beautiful mage with a cold face, a strong and expressionless Amazon, and an assassin who was very familiar to Lan Wu.

"Fuck, Barbara." Lan Wu opened his eyes wide. This familiar assassin is none other than Flora's mother, Barbara.

"Isn't she in Rogge's camp?" Lan Wu thought anxiously. Barbara's appearance in Lugoin really surprised him. Before leaving, he clearly told Akara and the others to try their best to prevent this powerful assassin from returning to Lu Gaoyin.

With a scream, a druid had no time to take action, and the paladin suddenly started charging, knocking the whole person away and landing not far in front of Lan Wu. Lan Wu took a look and saw that the druid was bleeding from all his orifices and was obviously killed instantly by one move.

"It's him." After the paladin charged, he suddenly saw the bear man Lan Wu had transformed into, and suddenly shouted loudly.

"Looking for me again?" Lan Wu rolled his eyes, took advantage of the paladin's brief stiffness after the charge, turned around and ran away. A druid of at least level 24 can be killed instantly with one move. How many levels must this paladin have? At least it's not something I can handle at my level.

The paladin's violent shouting alerted the others who were attacking. The beautiful mage was the first to raise his hand. There was a flash of lightning, and she suddenly disappeared without a trace. He appeared again, but already five meters away in front of Lan Wu.

"Teleport!" Lan Wu was surprised again. The teleportation used by this beautiful mage is beyond imagination. Teleporting directly in front of him from more than thirty meters away, this mage's extra points really hurt. How many precious skill points must be added to the life-saving skill of teleportation to achieve this effect?

"Stop." The beautiful mage raised her staff in a cold voice. The tip of the staff immediately burst out with a soft sound of electricity.

"It's the devil who stops." Lan Wu rolled his eyes, quickly put on his fist sword, and suddenly started accelerating. The rough body rushed towards the beautiful mage.

"Looking for death." The beautiful mage sneered. A ball of electric light quickly condensed on the top of the staff, and then a waist-thick lightning shot out with a sudden sound.

The thick lightning flashed away, making people feel the powerlessness just before their eyes. Just when he was about to touch Lan Wu's rough body, Lan Wu's figure suddenly shrank. Lightning quickly passed over his body and fell into the camp.

"It's so dangerous." Lan Wu was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. Fortunately, I was right, and I just happened to seduce this beautiful mage at the moment when the bear-man's transformation was over. Only then did he barely avoid the lightning strike. However, even though he missed, the lightning that passed by him still made him feel weak. If it were hit head-on... the consequences would be too beautiful to look at directly.

First there was a whirlwind barbarian, then there was a paladin who could instantly kill a druid of level 24 or above, and now there was an electric mage who could kill anyone instantly. This does not include the Amazon who always uses guiding arrows to kill those professionals one by one. As for Barbara, he had ignored it. Anyway, he is a more awesome person than Kasha.

Lan Wu narrowly avoided the lightning, making the beautiful mage stunned. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he immediately broke out again, closed his body and pounced on her, opening his hands to hug the beautiful mage.

A mage is always a mage. Once he is approached, no matter how high his level is, he can easily be beaten into a pig's head.

The beautiful mage was stunned for a brief moment, allowing Lan Wu to find an opportunity to counterattack. Within a short distance of five meters, Lan Wu passed by and hugged the beautiful mage. Just after touching the latter's graceful waist, he started the bear transformation again, hugged the beautiful mage with all his strength and threw him upwards.

This strange behavior once again stunned the beautiful mage. She didn't understand what Lan Wu's plot was. A teleportation, no matter how high it is thrown, it still cannot escape from the palm of one's hand?

At this moment, a poisonous bone spear flew over and hit the beautiful mage accurately in the back of the heart, exploding a ball of green poisonous gas.

The beautiful mage exclaimed and accidentally inhaled a little bit of poisonous gas. His exposed skin suddenly turned green. Being attacked by the poison gun, she lost her balance and fell down.

There was another soft whooshing sound. A white light arrow pierced the dark night and hit the beautiful mage on the back of the head with the same accuracy, bursting out with a ball of white light. The beautiful mage was injured again, her vision went black, she screamed in terror and fell down, as if a drowning person had lost his calm.

At this time, a ball of green poisonous gas suddenly struck insidiously again, hitting the beautiful mage's charming face impartially.

Lan Wu was pleasantly surprised. Could this be the legendary fooling you in the face?

PS: Sorry, I often walk by the river and my shoes don’t get wet. The tragedy happened the day before yesterday, and I ended up in the hospital because of alcohol. . . cry. Updates have been slow these days. . Alas, fortunately, I won’t have to worry about running out of time to code for a long time to come, which can be considered a great blessing among misfortunes. After I have rested, I will start working to pay off the debt due in Chapter 22. . There are more and more Nima, embarrassment.