All-Professional Master of Darkness

Lan Wu lay on the ground breathing heavily. The final full-strength leap completely exhausted the last bit of his energy. He only felt that his throat was dry and on fire, and there was not even a drop of saliva in his mouth. Between his breaths, it was like a fire burning the tender muscles in his mouth.

Kane and Warrod were not feeling well either. The two men who lacked physical strength almost died of exhaustion from the previous rush. Then Lan Wu's full throw made them feel that it would be better to die.

Only Erin remained consistent. She seemed not to be affected in any way, she raised her head and looked around numbly, occasionally looking back at Lan Wu, with a flash of regret in her eyes.

There is no way to feed him the potion like before.

After resting for nearly two hours, Lan Wu sat up with his sore and swollen body. As soon as he sat up, he felt a cramping pain in his abdomen, and he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Erin's eyes lit up, and she immediately took out a bottle of mild healing potion and threw it at Lan Wu. There was only a crisp sound as the minor healing potion shattered. The blood-red potion poured all over Lan Wu's head and face.

"Just hand it to me, thank you." Lan Wu raised his pale face blankly. He knew that this little girl fell in love with this kind of dog-walking exercise. He took out a bottle of mild healing potion and drank it to relieve the cramping pain in his abdomen, while looking up.

Here is an abandoned city wall. The remaining wall, which is just over one meter high, is nearly five meters wide. There were gravels of different sizes everywhere, and even dry moss remained on them. Lan Wu and his party happened to be on the edge of this rocky beach that was nearly fifty meters wide.

"Tristram, it's true. This is really Tristram." Caine knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes, tremblingly picked up a handful of dry soil and buried his head in it. Sniffing the soil, he murmured to himself as if dreaming: "This is the last ruins of the Horadrim clan. I can finally set foot on this land in person..."

Lan Wu smiled, ignored it, took out another bottle of mild healing potion and drank it. Kane in the game is the last descendant of the Horadrim clan. But the Kane in front of him is a title heir. Finding Tristram after so many years is not a waste of inheriting the spirit of the Horadrim.

"He is a descendant of the Horadrim family?" Lanya covered her mouth and looked at Kane who was completely immersed in joy in disbelief.

Lan Wu was noncommittal and just smiled. Unexpectedly, Lanya's next words stunned him: "How come there are still descendants of the Horadrim clan?"

"Huh?" Lan Wu was stunned.

"I know the last descendant of the Horadrim. But he unfortunately died at the hands of Andariel in the war that year. I buried him with my own hands." Lanya looked a little sad, obviously thinking of her. Not good memories.

"Is his name Deckard Kane?" Lan Wu looked strange.

"You also know him? I thought no one knew that there was such a profound scholar." Lanya was a little surprised.

Lan Wu smiled, took out a bottle of light healing potion from the space bag and drank it. Of course he knew about Deckard Cain. Anyone who has played Diablo 2 will know this NPC that appears throughout. Suddenly he was stunned, and his hair stood on end.

Why are games and this world so similar?

The more he thought about it, the more terrible it became. It seems that there is a mysterious person hiding behind the scenes who controls all of this. He didn't like this feeling of being controlled. After a moment of silence, he took the initiative to change the topic, raised his chin and pointed at Kane: "His name is also Kane, but it's just a title."

"Oh." Lanya suddenly understood and smiled to herself: "Maybe he has obtained the inheritance left by Kane."

This heavy topic was just brushed aside. Lanya then raised her head and looked around, and hesitantly raised her hand to point to the east, which is the other end of the broken wall: "I remember that over there is the abandoned monastery that Kane once mentioned that was abandoned by the Horadrim family. Humanity's doom is just right. That’s where it really opens up.”

Lan Wu looked along Lan Ya's hand. This majestic city wall stretches to the horizon as far as the eye can see. He also knew the history of Tristram. The demon god Diablo is sealed beneath the monastery abandoned by the Horadrim. Under the influence of its magic, King Leoric, who ruled Tristram, was eventually transformed from a wise monarch into one of the culprits of Tristram's destruction.

But he did not know the location of the monastery.

Then Warrod regained his composure. He raised his head and looked around blankly, and asked: "Is this the Tristram that was destroyed by the devil in history?"

Lan Wu stood up, drank a slight healing potion, walked to Warrod and stretched out his right hand: "Is it Tristram? Let us verify it ourselves."

"Of course." Warrod smiled reservedly and stood up with Lan Wu's hand.

"Lord Kane, are you interested in visiting the abandoned monastery of the Horadrim clan?" Lan Wu looked at Kane not far away, not showing any fear at all.

Kane suddenly woke up from his joy when he heard Lanwu mention the abandoned monastery of the Horadrim clan. He was refreshed and took the lead: "I inherited Kane's title and came to this sealed land. Of course, I must follow the footsteps of the legend and find the monastery myself."

Lan Wu and Wu looked at each other and smiled, called Irene, and followed Kane together.

It has to be said that Kane, the heir to the title, is not in vain. He had apparently ascertained the correct location of the monastery from the vast history. Along the way, Lan Wu saw that he always followed the direction pointed by Lan Ya, and knew that this bald old man did have some abilities.

This majestic city wall was completely destroyed. The ruins of different heights fully demonstrated to Lan Wu and his party the cruel scenes when demons were ravaging the city.

Beyond the ruins, not a single complete house can be seen in the city. The damaged houses still show signs of being ravaged by the fire. Occasionally, a burnt hand bone was exposed under the ruins, and there were even quite a few scratches on the hard stones on the ground. Apparently, the poor man who died was still alive when he was crushed under the collapsed house. It was the ruins on his body and the raging fire that took away the last bit of his life. So much so that the only traces he left in this world were a skeleton and scratches on the ground symbolizing painful struggle.

Suddenly, a blue bladed demon emerged from the ruins. It obviously lost its way and failed to keep up with the army of blade demons led by Rakanixiu. Just after it emerged from the ruins, when it saw Lan Wu and his party, it immediately turned around and ran away with a chirp.

"Eileen!" Lan Wu had no time to change his weapon, so he had to remind Eileen.

A small fire-making device immediately flew high from Irene's hand, drew a wonderful parabola in mid-air, and landed accurately on the head of the lone sharp-edged demon.

There was an explosion, and the sharp-edged demon was instantly killed by Irene's flame blast. Lan Wu rubbed Irene's head, drank a bottle of mild healing potion, and gave a thumbs up in satisfaction to show his admiration.

Erin clearly lacks the experience to deal with this situation. She looked up at Lan Wu numbly, suddenly yawned slightly, lay down on her side and closed her eyes. After a while, slight snoring sounded.

Pretending to be asleep again to escape reality.

Lan Wu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had to step forward and pull up Irene, shaking his head helplessly: "I said don't pretend to sleep in front of the person you want to deceive. If someone praises you, give him a thumbs up to show that you are happy. ”

Erin thought about it carefully, then nodded and stepped aside numbly.

At this time, Lanya had completed the possession. She carried the bone scepter and shield and walked ahead to clear the way at Lan Wu's signal.

There were quite a few blade demons who followed Rakanihu into Tristram. When they reached the end of the abandoned city wall, Afaf and Bruna had already completed their possession. Warrod also summoned all five skeletons within his ability. Moreover, they all had more than a dozen gold coins and a piece of junk blue equipment in their space bags.

"The ruins of the monastery are there." Lan Ya told Lan Wu through the magic contract.

"Look, that's the abandoned monastery there." Kane danced and shouted almost at the same time as Lanya. He walked quickly towards this monastery in obsession, completely forgetting that this was Tristram, which had been sealed for thousands of years.

Lan Wu raised his eyes and saw that there was indeed a magnificent monastery with a decaying atmosphere a few hundred meters away from the ruins. He was about to remind Kane to be careful of undead creatures such as rotting corpses infected by demons, when he suddenly saw a group of sharp-edged demons emerging from the ruins on the right front. There is a sharp blade demon in the middle that is obviously different from the other blade demons, with a yellowish color all over its body.

Rakanihu.

Lan Wu was startled. He never thought that he would encounter Lakanishiu again in this place. He raised his eyes to look at Lakanishiu, who was about a few hundred meters away, and promptly stopped Kane, who was focusing all his attention on the monastery: "Wait a minute, Lakanishiu is here."

Kane walked towards the monastery as if he was unknown.

Lan Wu gave up after thinking about it, drank another bottle of light healing potion, and immediately called for Irene to rush over with him. Warrod looked at the growing number of sharp-edged demons a few hundred meters away, and decisively stayed where he was and commanded the five skeletons to chase Lan Wu.

Lanya and three other skeletons took the lead in rushing into the blade demon. The bone scepter flew and instantly knocked down a large number of sharp-edged demons. The cold light flashed, and the bone spears shot into the area where the blade demons were most densely packed with deadly poisonous gas. The poisonous gas spread, and in just ten seconds, at least twenty sharp-edged demons poisoned with poison had fallen on the ground.

Compared to Lanya and the other two, Afaf is the toughest. As a skeleton archer, she brazenly kills among the blade demons. The bone bow was either chopping or twisting, and all the sharp-edged demons who stood in front of her died from broken muscles and fractures, or had their heads brutally hanged off and died.

Three skeletons went on a killing spree among the Blade Demons. The huge and thick clay stone demon arrived immediately, raised its arms that were still covered in gravel, and smashed over one sharp-edged demon after another arrogantly.

But the sharpest one is Eileen. Traps were laid one after another. The raging fire swept away in an instant and swallowed at least a hundred blade demons.

The blade demons howled in the fire and were burned to charcoal in just a few seconds. More blade demons were driven into the sea of ​​fire by Lanya and her three skeletons with first-class fighting talents, like driving away chickens.

At this moment, Lan Wu faced off against Lakanisiu again.

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