All-Professional Master of Darkness

"Sir, come in." Hurtado opened the curtain and warmly invited Lan Wu to rest inside. As soon as the curtain was opened, a strong masculine smell rushed towards him, and Lan Wu was almost suffocated. It was a complex smell mixed with sweat, body odor, and the stench of not taking a bath for a long time, which was quite in line with the style of a barbarian. After hesitating for a while, Lan Wu's face twitched, and he walked in with his head held high. As soon as he entered, the pile of dirty clothes in the corner of the tent that had not been washed for who knows how long immediately came into his sight. Several dirty furs in another corner also came into his sight. Only then did he realize where the complex smell in the tent came from. Hurtado was obviously accustomed to the complex smell in the tent. When he came in, he enthusiastically gave up his bed - the pile of furs that exuded a strange smell: "Sir, you sleep here. I can just make do with whatever I want. "

Lan Wu's face twitched again. You are willing to give up the best place, but you have to make people accept it. He quickly declined: "Don't bother. I still need to study how to make Lord Rasuk and others accept my suggestions. I'm afraid I don't have time to rest."

"That's right." Urtado scratched his bald head, shook his head with regret and sighed: "Personally, I am eager to accept new inheritance." After a slight pause, he looked up at Lan Wu again, and said seriously: "Lord God, I hope you can tell me what the world has become now. "

Lan Wu was silent.

What has the world become now? He didn't know. The current situation is very complicated. The forces of Hell have an absolute advantage. Heaven doesn't know whether it has been destroyed by the coalition of Diablo and Baal. Of course, there is also an archangel who is entangled with Mephisto, and it is unknown whether the winner has been decided. If the archangel is captured alive by Mephisto, it can be said that Heaven is completely doomed.

But none of this matters. What matters is that there is still no clue about the whereabouts of legendary heroes such as Bul-Kathos and Archangel Tyrael.

Humanity is sandwiched between Hell and Heaven, and its position is very embarrassing. It will take at least ten years for the little fighting power left in New Tristram to accumulate enough to fight against Hell or Heaven. The reason is simple, there are not many pure humans left.

So far, the Amazons are one of them, and the only other pure race is the Barbarians. Now the Barbarians have gone from one extreme to another and become more stubborn, which has become a problem.

One word, difficult.

Two words, very difficult.

Three words, very difficult.

After a moment of silence, Lan Wu faced Ultado's expectant eyes and shook his head, saying, "I don't know what the world has become now. I only know that if Hell is given more time, it will be very difficult for humans." After a pause, he said, "Perhaps there is only one way left for humans, to become livestock raised by Hell. "

Urtado's face suddenly became very ugly. For a barbarian with pride, becoming a livestock raised by demons is nothing less than the greatest shame.

Lan Wu saw that Urtado's face became ugly, and he was helpless. Although the words are a bit harsh, it is the fact. When hell and heaven decide the winner, it will be the turn of humans. Facing the hell forces that have just destroyed their ten thousand year old enemy, the little humans could barely resist the invasion of a few demons in their heyday, not to mention the entire hell that has now skyrocketed in strength.

"Lord God of Grace." Urtado was silent for a moment, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his breathing became heavy: "I hope you will give me a new inheritance. "

Lan Wu was stunned. He had imagined similar situations. But from the meeting just now, the barbarians today are no longer the former Harrogas. The survivors of these barbarians have been closely united around barbarian elders such as Quarkek and Lasuk. All members are united, which ensures that the barbarians can survive in the more complicated Arreat Plateau. Therefore, he does not think that it is easy to open a gap and persuade the barbarians to accept the new inheritance.

But now, Ultado actually took the initiative to ask for a new inheritance... This is something Lan Wu had not thought of.

"Uh... this..." Lan Wu hesitated again.

This is indeed an excellent opportunity to break the deadlock. Ultado's strength will surge after accepting the new inheritance, which is bound to It will attract more attention. But it is also a double-edged sword. It is more likely to attract the disgust and rejection of elders such as Quarkak. At that time, will it be necessary to start a civil war among the barbarians? This is definitely not the most appropriate choice.

Time left for humans is running out.

Do you agree or not?

Lan Wu was very conflicted. This is a gamble. If you win, you will win, and the human combat power will soar. If you lose... you will really become a sinner of the barbarians.

When Ultado saw Lan Wu's hesitation, he couldn't help but get anxious. He was unwilling to become a livestock raised by the devil. This is not the fate that a barbarian should have. As a barbarian, only death in battle, and other ways of death are the greatest shame.

"Are you sure you want to accept the new inheritance?" Lan Wu looked at Ultado and said seriously: "Maybe this will lead to your exile and abandonment by the barbarians. This price..."

Lan Wu did not continue. This was enough. Hurtado was able to become a leader among the younger generation of the barbarian tribe. He was not a one-track mind and could understand what he had not finished. Being exiled and abandoned by the race was also a punishment that the barbarians could not accept.

"Even if you are abandoned by the race, it is better than becoming a livestock raised by the devil." Hurtado said decisively without any hesitation.

Lan Wu smiled with relief and raised his right index finger. Not long after, a seed containing the new inheritance of the barbarians condensed. He stared into Hurtado's eyes and said word by word: "This is the new inheritance. I will give you one last chance to choose. Do you want it? Or don't you want it?"

Hurtado did not think about it. Since Lan Wu condensed the power seed, there was nothing else in his eyes. Before Lan Wu finished speaking, he had already grabbed the seed.

Lan Wu smiled indifferently and moved his index finger slightly. The power seed floated to Hurtado's eyebrows and sank into his forehead in an instant. Since Hurtado has made his choice, there is no need to think about it.

As soon as the seed entered his forehead, Hurtado's whole body shook violently, and his eyes widened. He had already felt the mysterious and powerful power in the new inheritance. He immediately closed his eyes and calmly integrated this new inheritance.

Lan Wu looked at Hurtado who was concentrating on integrating the seeds, smiled, took out a piece of fur with a fragrant smell, walked to a corner of the tent, spread it out and lay down.

Whether it is a blessing or a curse, let the facts prove it.