All-Professional Master of Darkness

When Will received Lan Wu's approval, he was so happy that he almost danced on the spot. But after being happy for a moment, he suddenly drooped his face again, shook his head in frustration and refused: "Sorry, I don't have time now."

"No time?" Lan Wu rolled his eyes and quickly remembered what Will had just said to the barbarian named Siseldin. He immediately took the words and asked: "Is it the barbarian named Siseldin?"

Will nodded nervously: "I have promised him to participate in Utama one month later. Uh... This is a traditional activity of our barbarians, which means hunter competition. During the next period of time, I will have to go out to adapt to practice. ”

Of course Lan Wu would not give up just yet. After some questioning, he had a preliminary understanding of this traditional barbarian activity.

This is an activity launched by the barbarian clan after they lost the sacred mountain of Arreat. In order to revive the barbarian clan, this competitive sport with the theme of hunting demons came into being. For thousands of years, it has become a traditional activity of the barbarians to show their bravery and fearlessness.

"This activity only allows individuals to go out and hunt demons alone?" Lan Wu immediately got to the point: "For example, is it okay to recruit a few helpers?"

"Uh...there are no specific requirements." Will hesitated for a moment and then shook his head.

"I can help you." Lan Wu smiled faintly and recommended himself without losing any time: "I am a good mage. I believe it will be of great help to you."

Will was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and declined: "No one has asked other professionals to be helpers in so many years. Although there is no clear rule not to ask other professionals to be helpers, over the years, at most, some people have asked them to be helpers. I don’t dare to be the first barbarian to seek help from other tribesmen.”

Lan Wu was speechless. Will is honest to the point of being honest, but he is extremely honest. Don't dare and don't want to have two completely different meanings. Even words like "dare not" popped up. It seemed that the plan to get closer to Will during this event was in vain.

"Thank you for your kindness." Will saw the slight disappointment on Lan Wu's face and quickly explained: "It's not that I look down on you. I believe you are a powerful mage. There is no weak professional who can come to Harrogath. . No matter who it is, it’s much better than me, but I don’t dare to violate the traditions of the barbarians.”

"I understand." Lan Wu raised his hand to interrupt Will's apology. Of course he could understand Will's difficulties. As early as the Amazon tribe in the port of Kurast, they knew how much these traditional races attach importance to tradition. The lighter ones will be driven out of the tribe, and the more serious ones will even have their heads chopped off on the spot, using their lives and blood to maintain the dignity of the tradition.

"You can use the things here as you like." Will scratched his head awkwardly: "I have to find someone to help. Otherwise I won't be able to come back in a month. If...if I can come back, will you let me Can I help you build equipment?"

"Of course, the attribute of self-recovery is equivalent to a magical skill for me." Lan Wu smiled and nodded happily to reach the agreement.

"I will definitely come back alive." Will was as happy as a child, patting his chest with high morale and making a promise: "I will build the best equipment for you."

Lan Wu smiled. Just as he was about to say a few words of encouragement, the honest kid suddenly softened up and warned him seriously: "Don't let Uncle Rasuk know about the equipment I helped you build. Otherwise, I will be driven away."

"Of course...of course." Lan Wu shook his head speechlessly, his expression becoming strange.

If Rasuk didn't know that this honest boy was practicing secretly, he would definitely not believe it. He is the heir to the title, and can be said to be one of the few big shots in Harrogas. Are you still unclear about what happened to Harlow Gasri? Not to mention that this honest boy is the successor of Rasuk, he is just an ordinary professional. I am afraid that everything he did in Harogas can be clearly investigated. But this honest kid actually thought he was hiding it well. I don’t even look at where the materials used for practicing come from. Anyway, he absolutely did not believe that a first-level barbarian could leave the city and reveal so much information.

"Let's talk when I get back. I have to find someone." Will walked out of the room happily, picked up the giant ax thrown in the corner of the yard and walked out.

After watching Will walk out of the house, Lan Wu thought for a moment, then returned to the room and took out the Horadric Cube. Since he couldn't convince Will to invite him to join, he had to find another way.

After working for several hours, Lan Wu finally stopped. Gazing across the dozen bottles of comprehensive vitality rejuvenation potions on the table, he smiled faintly and muttered to himself: "So many comprehensive vitality rejuvenation potions should be enough. If you still can't survive, then there's nothing I can do. I hope you can find some capable assistants... No, this is not enough. With his strength, it is almost impossible to find some capable assistants for him. "

Thinking of this, Lan Wu stood up and put these dozen bottles of comprehensive rejuvenation potions into his space bag, turned around and walked out. It can be heard from Will's previous words that this competition called Utama is extremely dangerous. I'm afraid no barbarian would be willing to accept a helper who is basically useless. So he immediately thought of Gerrera's five powerful barbarians.

To be able to break into the second level of the World Stone Fortress with this kind of team configuration is of course a barbarian with superior strength.

After leaving Will's home, Lan Wu walked straight along the street, specifically choosing pubs and other places where professionals often hang out. Guerrela and the other five have just returned from the World Stone Fortress. If they are not relaxing in a tavern, they are replenishing supplies and so on.

After walking around a few streets, Lan Wu saw Guerrera at a glance. At this time, Guerrera was alone in front of a stall talking to the stall owner, and did not see the other four barbarians. He immediately walked over quickly. Looking closer, Guerrera was bargaining with the stall owner at a medicine stall.

"Greira, if it weren't for your sake, I would never sell it so cheaply." The stall owner said with a sad face and his head shaking: "It's not easy to get such a small amount of rejuvenation potion from Lord Mara, and it's not easy for me either. It took a lot of money to get it. Tell me yourself, is the price I gave you the lowest?"

Guerrela was silent. He also knew that what the stall owner said was true. Mara is the top pharmacist in Harrogath. But now that he is old, he rarely makes potions. Looking at powerful potions such as rejuvenation potions, there are only a few pharmacists in Harrogas who can make them. Any bottle put on the market will be bought immediately. It is rare to find three bottles here, not to mention the price is the lowest on the market.

Unfortunately, the last time I broke into the World Stone Fortress, I spent a lot of time and gained very little. Suffering from lack of money, he had no choice but to give up. After all, Utama was coming soon, and he had to spare some supplies to prepare for the next attempt. The savings on my body are not very sufficient.

After leaving this stall, Guerrera planned to try his luck elsewhere. At this time, a voice behind him stopped him.

"Guerra, we meet again."