All-Professional Master of Darkness

Lan Wu and his party, led by Gross, arrived at the northeastern district of the inner city.

Along the way, Lan Wu keenly discovered that the residents in this area were not ordinary people. No matter men, women, old or young, everyone's movements show traces of long-term training. After a second thought, he felt relieved.

This area must be the same as the training ground at Rogge Camp, where Graze trains mercenaries. And these residents are probably mercenaries or former mercenaries.

Gross was in no mood to introduce the situation in this area to Lan Wu. He just hurried on until he reached a tall three-story building, then he stopped and turned around to remind him coldly: "This is Graz's territory. I hope you don't have other ideas. Otherwise, I can't protect it." you."

"Of course." Lan Wu smiled and didn't take it to heart. How could he not understand what Gross said. Farah had just arrived at Rogge's camp, and the Lugaoin man was really afraid that he had abducted Graz and ran away again. Lu Gaoyin simply couldn't bear the consequences.

Before I entered the door, there was a sudden ping of table tennis inside the door. Gross's face changed slightly, and he immediately walked in quickly without warning Lan Wu. Glaze was of great help to Lu Gaoyin. He couldn't help but cheer up.

"Let's go in." Lan Wu smiled slightly and followed in first.

As soon as I entered the door, the strong smell of medicine hit my face. Lan Wu understood clearly. Rodament has mutated, and the mercenaries responsible for cleaning the sewers will definitely suffer a lot of casualties. He looked up and saw Gross talking in a low voice with a strong man dressed in desert style with a warm smile. The ground beneath their feet was littered with broken clay pots.

"Is he Graz?" Lan Wu thought, gestured to Avila and the others to wait where they were, and walked over quickly.

"Who is he?" Glaze frowned slightly. The mercenaries under his command suffered heavy casualties, and he was now holding back his anger. If it weren't for Gross's sake, I would really like to teach this guy who doesn't understand the rules a lesson.

"The envoy of Camp Rogge." Gross took advantage of the situation and vaguely introduced Lan Wu's other fatal identity.

"Roger's camp?" Glaze's face darkened.

"Okay, for the sake of human beings, don't argue with him." Seeing that his goal was achieved, Gross immediately smiled and smoothed things over: "He is also a professional. So I want him to do something for Lu Gaoyin. Force, go clean out those demons in the sewers.”

"Him?" Gretz sneered, "He just went to die."

"So I have to follow him, lest he dies and the country bumpkins in Rogge's camp take the opportunity to blackmail Lu Gaoyin." Gross looked helpless and sincere.

"Will you go to that dirty sewer?" Glaze narrowed his eyes slightly and looked Gross up and down.

Cleaning sewers has always been looked down upon by Lu Gaoyin's professionals, and it has always been done by his mercenaries. I thought it was just a routine this time, but I didn't expect that those demons suddenly became very powerful. The mercenaries who went down suffered heavy losses, and only less than one-fifth of them escaped.

"For Lu Goyin, I have to go." Gross looked solemn.

"Okay, I will definitely support you." Glaze smiled. This is the best news I heard today.

Gross smiled and bowed, and nodded reservedly. He naturally knew that the support Glaze mentioned was not about taking people to the sewers. But Lan Wu had already come closer, so he didn't intend to reveal too much.

"Master Glaze, it's nice to see you." Lan Wu walked up to Glaze, smiled and stroked his chest and saluted.

"You want to go to the sewers?" Glaze looked down at Lan Wu. He was over two meters tall, like a bear. And Lan Wu was only just over 1.7 meters tall. Standing in front of him, he could only be looked down upon.

Lan Wu didn't care, and nodded happily with a smile: "I want to see Lu Gaoyin's devil."

Glaze grinned, took out a scroll directly from his arms, and unfolded it in front of Lan Wu: "Sign this agreement. Gross is the candidate for the next defense minister. I don't want his future to be ruined by you."

"Okay." Lan Wu quickly pressed his fingerprints. With a flash of light, the scroll turned into dots of starlight and dissipated in Graze's hand.

Graz didn't expect Lan Wu to sign the contract so simply. But thinking about it, he didn't take it to heart. Isn't it true that a professional from a small place like Rogge Camp still has the guts to offend Lu Gaoyin?

"Then let's set off." Lan Wu turned around and waved to Avila and the others.

"Wait a minute." Gross couldn't help but feel his heart thump when he saw Lan Wu acting like this. He was a little worried that this benefactor was planning something bad.

"What are you waiting for?" Lan Wu turned around and blinked, with a puzzled look on his face.

Fortunately, Graz spoke up in time and rescued him. Graz said in a deep voice: "I need to gather enough manpower."

"I also need to gather my followers." Gross took over the words and tried to take some time to carefully consider Lan Wu's intentions.

"For the sake of the friendship between Camp Rogge and Lu Gaoyin, I am willing to go down and resist for a while." Lan Wu said righteously.

"You're just going down there to die." Graz raised his voice, with a look of displeasure on his face. In his opinion, it is impossible for these envoys from Rogge's camp to compare with his own mercenaries, even if these people are professionals.

"We don't have time to waste." Lan Wu looked serious.

"I don't agree..." Gross was afraid that Lan Wu was planning another conspiracy and firmly opposed it. But before he could finish his words, Graz had already raised his hand to stop him.

"Don't worry about him." Glaze had a dark face and a very unkind tone. As the envoy of Camp Rogge, he did not want these professionals to go down there and die. But since people don’t appreciate it, there’s nothing more to say. Anyway, the contract has been signed, and it doesn't matter whether these country bumpkins live or die.

Being blocked by Glaze, Gross had to swallow the second half of his words. He snorted heavily in depression: "I will follow him down first and try to resist as much as possible. Lord Graz, please send someone to notify my followers and ask them to come over as soon as possible."

"Okay." Graz is also a cheerful person and agreed immediately. He waved back, called a young mercenary, pointed at Gross and said, "Samer, take them down. But remember, nothing happens to him."

Summer saluted and accepted the task with a solemn expression. Then he stretched out his hand to signal Gross, Lan Wu and the others to follow him.

A group of people walked to the back. This is a courtyard that can be called a small square. A wooden board three meters long and three meters wide is inlaid on the ground in the middle. There is a chain on each side. One end was nailed to the ground, and the other end was tied to the board.

Summer picked up a thick chain from the ground and pulled it. With a creak, the wooden board was pulled apart, revealing a damp step below. He dropped the chains and walked up the steps first.

"I'm a mage... please go first." Gross stepped out of the way and followed the team at the end with an honest request. He has a little bit of thought. Only by hanging it at the end can we effectively keep an eye on Lan Wu and avoid causing any trouble again.

Lan Wu smiled and followed with Avila and his party. As soon as I walked up the steps, a faint stench immediately penetrated my nose. He rolled his eyes. There's nothing you can do about it, the sewer smells like this.

In contrast, Avila and the others did not show much disgust towards the faint stench of the sewer. Compared with Lan Wu, they know better that their mission does not allow them to retreat.

As soon as he entered the sewer, Summer looked around, then raised his head and suggested: "The devil has not invaded here yet. We can build a line of defense here."

This was a suggestion Gross wanted, and he immediately nodded and agreed. But Lan Wu suddenly stood up and reminded: "This is not suitable for defense."

Summer blushed. He also knows that this is not a place for defense. The terrain here is open and accessible in all directions. If the devil comes, people like me can't resist it. The only advantage is that the mercenaries above can arrive as soon as possible.

"You have to obey the arrangement." Gross was in a irritable mood, just hoping that he could let this damn Hundan stay here before his men and the mercenaries from the Graze organization arrived.

"Is this what you, Lu Gaoyin, did?" Lan Wu had a strange expression, which made Gross feel even more irritable.

"We don't need to take risks." Gross naturally heard the sarcasm in Lan Wu's words and had to explain.

"If you're afraid of danger, you should stay up there obediently." Flora was not afraid of Gross and sneered. Finally, she spat hard to fully express her disdain.

Gross was instantly on fire. But Summer, a young mercenary, couldn't bear to be humiliated by Rogge. He resolutely took out his spear and walked towards the sewer ahead: "The last news I got is that demons are gathering in this direction."

"Let's go." Lan Wu glanced at Gross with a smile, ignored him, lit the torch, and called for Avila and the others to follow.

Gross was furious. This Summer couldn't stand the excitement and was tricked. This is clearly playing into the heart of this soul. But there was nothing he could do. If he didn't keep an eye on this Hun Dan, he might cause some big trouble again.

The truth exceeded Lan Wu's imagination. Just after walking about fifty meters, there were noisy footsteps and the crunching sound of bones in the darkness.

"Burning skeletons." When Samer heard the footsteps coming from the darkness, he suddenly felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. He raised his spear and reminded loudly: "Be careful of the burning death archers."

Before he finished speaking, only a soft clang was heard. A ray of fire suddenly flew quickly from the darkness in front. Lan Wu's pupils suddenly shrank. Long-range attacks, in this dark environment, long-range attacks are not easy to deal with.

There was another clanging sound of the bowstring. Flora opened the bow and nocked an arrow, and also shot a flaming arrow. After a while, two flaming arrows collided and exploded.

The heat wave hit, and Lan Wu suddenly felt his skin burning. He was secretly surprised. This burning death archer does much more damage than Flora's flame arrows.

Just as he was thinking about it, the footsteps got closer and closer, and under the dim firelight, a flaming red skeleton archer came out of the darkness.