All-Professional Master of Darkness

"How did you know Tyrell was dead?"

Lan Wu was shocked when he heard Warev's decisive answer. He remembered it clearly. Tyrell was clearly still destroying the throne before he fell unconscious. What's more, I learned from Leah that Rathma and the others didn't know Tyrell's whereabouts.

"About a month ago, I saw an angel die in the hands of a demon." Warev looked at Lan Wu inexplicably and asked blankly: "Are there other angels?"

"Maybe." Lan Wu shrugged, noncommittal. According to the historical background of Darkness, Tyrell is not the only angel left in the world. But it’s still a clue after all. He immediately asked carefully: "Do you remember the place? Take us there to have a look."

Warrel readily agreed. Although I don’t know why Lan Wu is looking for Tyrell, it doesn’t matter. Now is the darkest moment for mankind, and supporting each other is the way to go.

After eating roasted rock rat, the three of them hit the road again. However, Gross's mood was obviously not high and he followed behind without saying a word. Lan Wu also understood his mood and did not bother him. He asked Warev for tips on surviving in the wild. Warev did not hide his secrets and taught him the inherited knowledge of wilderness survival in detail.

These are the valuable experiences that have been summarized and summarized by the successors who have inherited the title of Warev over thousands of years. Every seemingly inconspicuous little trick contains valuable experience gained from countless personal experiences of Warevs throughout the ages. After all, the journey from Rogge Camp to Lugaoyin is very cruel. Only Warif, who specializes in promoting economic exchanges between the two places, has such experience.

With the addition of the talkative Warev, the journey was not boring. Under the escort of Lanya, three people and three zombie dogs, the group arrived at the place Warev mentioned.

This is a small valley. Two big mountains grew out of the plain due to crustal movements and squeezed out a small valley of about twenty miles. The dense vegetation gained unknown energy from the great changes in the world and grew rapidly. The entire valley was almost completely devoured by overgrown vegetation.

Warev stared blankly at the valley that was about to turn into a rainforest, and couldn't close his mouth for a long time. He turned his head blankly, pointed to the valley and stammered an explanation: "A month ago this was just a desolate valley with only some weeds."

"Is this where you saw the angel killed by the demon?" Lan Wu shrugged and asked the key. Today’s world is undergoing tremendous changes, and it’s no joke that the terrain is changing day by day. It’s no surprise that the desolate valley turns into a rainforest within a month.

"Well, I was hiding in the mountains and saw an angel falling into the valley from a distance. I wanted to go over and have a look. But unfortunately the devil discovered him." Warev spread his hands regretfully and shook his head: "The devil's There are too many. I can only continue to hide on the mountain and watch the angel being killed by the devil."

"It's not your fault." Lan Wu comforted him, then took the lead and walked into the small valley through the mountain pass.

After entering the valley, the surrounding light dimmed instantly, just like the moment before night fell. The dense vegetation formed a large, airtight net above the heads of the group of people, completely blocking the light.

"Be vigilant, they may be watching us nearby." Lan Wu walked in front, swinging the legendary sword to split the vines and shrubs blocking the road, and opened a path.

Followed by Warev, the less powerful heir to the title. He was just a businessman, and all he had passed down was his rich experience. At best, it can only deal with low-level demonic creatures such as zombies, skeletons and devil children.

Gross follows as the second line of defense. Although the magician's low-level skills do not do much damage, they are almost instantaneous and can launch a counterattack the moment they are attacked, buying more time.

At the end of the team were Lanya and her three skeletons. As strong men in the past, this skeletal body will not affect their role now. Instead, they are now undead, with far greater sentience than when they were humans.

A group of people formed a long queue and walked in the dense jungle. Under Warev's guidance, everyone arrived at their destination. The place has been completely destroyed by vegetation, leaving traces of its past. Only by digging through dense grass or shrubs can you find some traces of battle at the roots.

"The traces are gone." Lan Wu pushed aside a bush and sighed helplessly when he looked at the charred area that was about to be completely swallowed up by the plants.

At this time, Lanya's voice suddenly rang in his mind: "I feel a powerful force coming this way."

Hearing Lan Ya's warning, Lan Wu immediately made alert gestures to Warev and the two to leave the area and hide. The three people quickly hid in the dense jungle and watched the movements here from a distance.

Not long after, a ball of fire suddenly rose from the dense forest, and soon there were rumbling explosions. After only a few minutes, the jungle disappeared and turned into a piece of charred land.

Lan Wu and the others opened their eyes wide. They all saw several angels falling from the sky. Damn it, there really are other angels. Then the angel Warrif saw was not necessarily Tyrael.

This is finally good news but not good news.

"Do you think the leading angel looks a lot like Tyrell?" Lan Wu looked at the leading angel in the distance with a strange expression.

This angel, like Tyrael, had about a dozen dreamlike wings of light floating behind him. The wings behind the other angels are obviously missing a lot. There are only a few light wings swaying in the wind behind.

"Is he Tyrell?" Gross asked in confusion. He is from Lugoin. He has only been to the seaport of Kurast and has never seen Archangel Tyrell.

"Of course not." Lan Wu gave him a strange look.

Gross' temples suddenly swelled, and he had the urge to shoot Lan Wu a magic missile. Instead, Warev whispered thoughtfully: "Legend has it that Tyrell is the archangel of justice among the five archangels of the Angris Council in Heaven. Then this guy is probably another archangel."

After hearing Warev's narration, Lan Wu's spirit perked up, his eyes never leaving the archangel over there. They must all be archangels, and there must be some special way to find out Tyrell's whereabouts. The only question is whether the archangel will view humans as equals like Tyrael. That remains to be seen. At least for now, it's best to stay still and see what happens.

The archangel circled around the scorched earth, and then ordered several other angels to stand at specific positions, and together with himself, formed a six-pointed star magic circle. After a while, a dazzling white light shone on them, and a few lines made of light appeared between them, connecting everyone together.

After a while, white light bloomed above the six-pointed star magic array, and then a scene appeared.