All-Professional Master of Darkness

"His Majesty.

Gross caressed his chest and lowered his head, with a look of guilt on his face. Despite all the calculations, he never calculated that Lu Gaoyin would face a huge crisis because of his unwillingness to vent his anger against reality. He didn't dare to look at the man standing at the window looking out at the entire Lu Gaoyin.

"How many people have been summoned?"

Jehein looked down at the noisy palace gate in the distance, his expression indifferent, and there was no trace of nervousness at all. The fact that demons suddenly invaded from the mysterious asylum seems like a joke.

"Lu Gaoyin has 3,254 professionals, and only 2,531 responded to the call. There are still 723 professionals who have not returned."

Gross blushed and truthfully reported the data he had just obtained. A total of 723 professionals have lost a lot of power because of their immaturity. If he could do it over again, he would never want to make such an unacceptable mistake again.

I wanted to use the greed of these professionals to create a little trouble for the excavation of Nifl's ruins, and also to secretly create opportunities for Lan Wu to gain greater benefits. Unexpectedly, not long after setting off, Dark Crow launched a powerful attack and wiped out the entire team. Only less than ten people managed to escape.

The Dark Crows were very skillful in handling the beginning and end, erasing the traces of the team's existence, so that most professionals are still looking for traces of the team in the vast dry highlands.

"It's not your fault." Jiehein seemed to hear the guilt in Gross's words. He turned around and looked at this friend who shared the same ideals with him.

"Your Majesty, I..." Gross was so ashamed that he knelt on the ground and pressed his forehead tightly against the soft blanket.

"This is my responsibility." Jie Hain smiled faintly and turned around again to look at the entire Lu Gaoyin: "Lu Gaoyin will never fall. We have a mysterious shelter, a royal prison, and the entire The Palace. As long as there is one of us left, we will never let those damn demons set foot on the streets of Lugoin."

Gross' blood boiled with passion when he heard this. He raised his head and asked for orders with a fanatical expression: "Your Majesty, I am willing to lead people to guard the mysterious asylum. If they want to invade the royal prison, they can only step over my body."

When Jehein heard Gross' request, he turned around, with a hint of doubt in his eyes at some point. He hesitated for a moment, then suddenly shook his head and smiled: "This is not like you. I believe in your loyalty. But if it were you before, you would never personally guard the front line. Tell me, it's because you were once corrupted by demonic power. Changes coming?”

Gross fell silent, his eyes a little blank. After the enthusiasm subsided a little, he also felt a little incredible. This is indeed not my character. He is fearless and willing to sacrifice everything for Lu Gaoyin, but he will not take risks himself. Nobles have noble responsibilities, not to sacrifice their lives.

Nobility is not determined by a title. They can be greedy, arrogant, and cruel, but they will never be incompetent. It is impossible for an incompetent noble child to inherit a noble title. The reason why each family can pass on the title to this day is because every nobleman who inherits the title is the most outstanding child in the family. Those incompetent people only deserve to be a group of pigs being raised.

Cultivating a noble is no easier than cultivating a professional.

One civilian died, and there were countless others. When one professional dies, there are more professionals. But when a noble dies, it is not an easy task to train another noble to fill the vacancy in a short period of time. In addition to looking at the family's heritage, we also have to look at the training mechanism for descendants. Once a family cannot find a capable descendant, the family's inheritance will end.

Nobles are leaders, not executors.

This is a view he has always carried out. It's like a proverb from a country far away in the East. No noble would stand under a wall that was about to collapse. He always believed that.

Gross was in a daze. Suddenly, Lan Wu's figure walked into his mind inexplicably. He was startled, and there was a hint of bitterness in his eyes.

"It turns out he changed me." Gross shook his head and smiled bitterly.

If you think about it carefully, the Rogge camp has undergone earth-shaking changes now, all because of the appearance of this divine benefactor. This has already been confirmed by him. The gambling fight between the two, the professional guild, Tristram, etc., all have the shadow of this divine benefactor.

The gambling battle between the two sparked the birth of the Professionals Guild. If it weren't for the equipment that I lost in the gambling battle, it would have taken at least more time to establish a professional guild and gain the recognition of the majority of professionals. As soon as the Professionals Guild was established, many professionals in Rogge Camp changed their minds in a short period of time and no longer regarded going to Lu Gaoyin as their only goal. It was this turning point that destroyed the plans that Jehein had been insisting on for generations, and also started the rapid development of Rogge camp.

When Tristram fell into the hands of Rogge's camp, he was shocked to find that the situation had fundamentally changed. Camp Rogge no longer relies on outside support. An independent Tristram brought a safe rear to Rogge's camp. On the other hand, Lu Gaoyin also has an independent space called Warlock Canyon, but it is filled with a large number of dangerous demons, and there is even the existence of Duriel, the demon king second only to the three demon gods.

Lu Gaoyin's future is destined to be inferior to Rogge Camp, which has a stable rear area.

When he realized this, he made every effort to improve his relationship with Lan Wu. Rogge camp no longer needs to rely on Lu Gaoyin's protection. But Lu Gaoyin's future has to depend on Rogge Camp. Lan Wu, the divine benefactor, is the best lubricant to ease the hatred between the two major forces.

But reality is often cruel and ruthless.

Lan Wu's whereabouts are still unknown. This blow is not a big one. Not only did it completely disrupt his plan, it also greatly affected the relationship with Rogge's camp. Once the news that Lan Wu was kidnapped by the Dark Crows reached Rogge's camp... he had already thought of the outcome.

The relationship between the two parties will drop to freezing point. The cooperation between the two parties will also come to nothing.

He didn't care what happened to Murkrow. What he cares about is what Lu Gaoyin's future will be if he loses the friendship of Rogge's camp. This forced him to re-plan.

What Lan Wu can do, I can do too.

As a proud Lugaoyin man, he witnessed Lanwu's rapid rise and led Rogge Camp onto the road of rapid development. This made him change his initial insistence.

Nobles are not only leaders but also executors.

After clearing his mind, Gross' eyes became confident again. He solemnly performed a chest caressing salute: "Your Majesty, if there is anything that makes me change, it is only him, the benefactor. He taught me what it means to be a qualified leader. If only the common people were allowed to be Lu Gaoyin If you sacrifice your life, what do you want us nobles to do? I am willing to change all of this. I am willing to devote all my strength, including my life, to assist Your Majesty in leading Lu Gaoyin to glory."

After saying these words, Gross suddenly felt relaxed, as if a big stone in his heart had been completely lifted. He laughed to himself, lowered his head, and waited for Jehain's permission.

"I won't allow you to die."

Along with the sound of the door slamming, Jehain's voice quietly floated to his ears. He raised his head in surprise, but Jehain was gone. He cocked his lips confidently and said to himself: "I am a mage, how could I die so easily?"

Gross stood up and walked out of the room, immediately found two close followers, Glasgow and Lufford, and then rushed all the way to the mysterious asylum. After passing through numerous defense lines, the three of them received guidance from the city guards and soon arrived at the fiercest front line.

Mysterious Sanctuary.

This wide artificial stone platform is extremely wide. The stone fortress built around the teleportation array is enough to accommodate a thousand people for garrison. This is also one of the important strongholds responsible for resisting the invasion of spies.

At this time, the surrounding area of ​​the stone castle had turned into a chaotic battlefield. Countless demons came in like a tide, impacting this solid stone castle like a giant wave.

Necromancers chanted spells silently under the protection of other melee professionals. Wherever the bone staff went, lifeless corpses suddenly expanded, followed by a loud bang. A blank space immediately appeared in the dark demon.

Corpse explosion, one of the most powerful group damage skills.

This skill ignores the four defenses, only looks at the maximum health limit of the corpse, and inflicts explosion damage equivalent to 100% of the maximum health limit of the surrounding enemies.

About twenty necromancers occupied the four walls of the stone castle and used corpse explosions one after another to clear out as many demons as possible under the stone castle. Unfortunately, the profession of Necromancer is rare. They could only guarantee that the strong stone fortress would not be defeated by the demon army at once.

"Water and Fertilizer Warrior!"

I don't know who made the exclamation, and Gross was secretly shocked. The Water and Fat Warrior is one of the most disgusting demons. These beetle-like demons are like huge batteries. Once attacked, they will burst out countless lightning bolts. These lightning bolts are so powerful that even a paladin or barbarian would have to kneel down if hit by more than a dozen bolts of lightning.

Looking up, I saw a swarm of black beetles coming in like a tidal wave. This low-level demon with almost no intelligence ignored the Moon Clan and the Spear Cat and other melee-type demons in front of them, and instantly swarmed under the stone castle. For a moment, the firepower on the stone castle suddenly stopped.

No one dared to act rashly.

With a bang, a necromancer reflexively released a corpse explosion, immediately killing a large number of water-fat warriors. In an instant, countless lightning bolts burst out, illuminating the surrounding area like daylight.

The deadly white light reflected the faces of everyone on the stone castle as pale as snow. The necromancer who inadvertently caused this tragedy was so frightened that his lips trembled, completely forgetting that his small body could not withstand a few balls of lightning.

Zizz.

A paladin next to him reacted in time and hurriedly raised his shield to block a few floating lightning bolts. Under the strong current, he bared his teeth and sucked in a few breaths of cold air. He quickly took out a bottle of healing potion and drank it down.

"Kill them." Gross suddenly shouted loudly, took out the short stick of Ash of Bane and launched a meteorite first.

Hearing Gross's violent shouting, the others woke up and immediately launched the most powerful offensive. If you are going to die anyway, you might as well fight and use healing potions to offset the threat of water and fertilizer warriors.

Gross concentrated on using the meteorite he was good at, and did not realize that not far behind him, Lan Wu was enjoying the soy sauce, confidently absorbing the majestic demonic energy condensed in the sky.