All-Professional Master of Darkness

The sewer entrance has turned into a battlefield.

Lu Gaoyin's unique mercenaries poured into the sewer from the ground like a tide along the steps. A few burning skeletons were completely submerged in the sea of ​​people in the blink of an eye.

The mercenaries brandished their spears with flashing cold light, instantly seized advantageous terrain, and established a defense line at the entrance. Not long after, Glaze walked down the steps with a gloomy face. He glanced around and snorted heavily with anger hidden in his voice: "Where are they?"

"I didn't see them." A mercenary captain shook his head with a solemn expression.

The undead have invaded the sewer entrance, which means that the entire sewer level has fallen. If Gross and his party are not here, the situation is probably in danger. At most, they would be forced elsewhere by these powerful undead creatures.

"Go find it!" Glaze was furious.

Lu Gaoyin's power is divided into three parts. One is Jehain's guard force. The second is the thousands of professionals in the city. The third party forces are his mercenaries. Guards ensure the safety of the city. Professionals are responsible for external affairs. Mercenaries do both. The joint efforts of the three parties have always ensured the stable development of Lugaoyin.

But the profits gained from the excavation of Talasha Tomb over the years have made Lugaoyin more powerful than ever. In addition to a large number of professionals, even the guards are becoming more and more powerful with the magic props obtained through cracking. His status became increasingly inconspicuous. He was worried that in the near future, the mercenaries would become an insignificant force and eventually be completely annexed.

Gross was the one he decided to bet on.

He needed Gross, someone who could speak in front of Jehain, and he also needed to build a relationship with the Chancellor of the Finance. Use the influence of the Rufus family to maintain the unique position of mercenaries.

But now if Gross dies in the sewer, everything will be over. The Rufus family will not give up. They will definitely impose the crime of murdering the family heir on the mercenary union and take the opportunity to annex the mercenary union. After spending so many years in Lu Gaoyin, how could he not see the ferocious faces of these nobles beneath their gentle appearance.

"Your Excellency Graz, I need an explanation." A paladin in his thirties walked down the steps with a gloomy face.

"This has nothing to do with me." Glaze said with an expressionless face and without looking back.

"If it weren't for your incompetence, how could my brother end up in such a dirty place." The paladin's voice suddenly rose, his tone full of anger.

"He insisted on coming down with the envoys from Rogge's camp." Glaze's temples swelled, leaving no clue.

"Cleaning the sewers is your responsibility, not my brother's." The Paladin glared.

"Your Excellency Ruhadi." Graz turned his head and looked at the paladin coldly: "I stopped him, but he insisted on coming down. I am just a mercenary leader. He is the future heir of your Rufis family. . Can I refuse his request?”

"That's your business." Paladin Luhadi was furious.

Graz's face suddenly turned livid, and he wished he could punch this bastard to death. He has been involved in Lu Gao Yin for decades, how could he not see that Lu Hadi was using the topic as an excuse. There have been rumors about a rift between this bastard and Gross over the family inheritance for more than a day or two. How could he make things difficult for himself because of Gross?

Isn't it because he wants to take the opportunity to annex the mercenary guild and increase his own strength?

"Damn it." Graz was in a irritable mood.

At this time, a commotion broke out among the mercenaries. Glaze suddenly became furious and roared: "Who is making trouble?"

"Sammer is back." A shout came from the crowd.

Graz's eyes lit up and he immediately strode over. Now that Summer is back, Gross must be back too. As long as you get through this level, no one will dare to threaten you.

Brutally pushing aside the crowd, Graz walked to the front. At this time, the figures of Lan Wu and his party were faintly visible in the darkness. He took a closer look and saw that the one in the front was Summer. Looking across it, he couldn't help but suffocated.

Summer, at. The envoys from Rogge's camp are also there. However, Gross was nowhere to be seen.

"Master Graze, go and save Master Gross." Summer finally felt relieved when he saw Graze's figure.

"Sammer, where are the Gros?" Glaze strode up to Summer and asked, ignoring the fact that the latter was panting and almost collapsed.

"Two... second floor." Summer raised two fingers with difficulty. The relaxation after the high tension made him lose the last bit of his strength. In order to get back as quickly as possible along the way, he had exhausted all his strength and was holding on with just one breath.

"Damn it." Glaze roared angrily.

At this moment, he wanted to strangle Summer with his own hands. Just to make Gross and those country bumpkins give up, he deliberately sent Summer, a coward. I just want Gross and his team to stay at the entrance until the team is gathered, so forget it. But this damn guy just brought Gross into danger.

"I said..." Lan Wu interrupted.

"Shut up, country bumpkin." Glaze was furious and glared at Lan Wu with hatred.

"Okay, I'll shut up." Lan Wu shrugged helplessly, turned around and muttered in a low voice: "They don't seem to know what saving people is like putting out fires. It seems that Gross is dead. Then let's leave it alone, he will die anyway. Not from Rogge’s camp.”

Avila and others were not interested in Lu Gaoyin. After hearing Lan Wu's instructions, they all nodded happily and took the initiative to step aside to sort out their equipment. Everyone was injured to varying degrees in the breakout just now, and it’s time to get some treatment now.

Graz choked again. He knows what Gross is capable of. If the rescue is timely, they might be able to survive until reinforcements arrive. But if you delay a little longer, you might really die.

"Departure, target, second floor of the sewer." Glaze glared at Lan Wu fiercely and remembered this holiday. What's more important now is rescuing Gross.

A group of mercenaries received the order and immediately formed a team. Graz grabbed Summer with his big hand, pushed him forward towards the team, and roared: "Lead the way, if you don't die this time, I will let you go."

Summer groaned secretly. The job of leading the way is too dangerous, so it is usually done by senior mercenaries. He is just a trainee mercenary, not a real mercenary, and he is not very courageous. If you lead the way, there's a good chance you won't make it back alive. Unfortunately, he didn't dare to contradict Glaze, so he had no choice but to lead the team to the entrance to the second floor of the sewer.

After a while, the vanguard had already encountered the pursuing skeletons. The sound of fighting instantly erupted from the front. The strength of these twenty-odd burning skeletons is not low, but they are difficult to defeat the numerous mercenaries. They were gradually suppressed.

Lan Wu listened to the sound of fighting coming from the front with a calm expression. Suddenly his eyesight dimmed, and he looked up and saw Glaze growling in a low voice with a gloomy face: "If he dies, I will definitely kill you and bury him with him."

"Instead of wasting time threatening me, it's better to think about how to find him in the shortest time." Lan Wu shrugged nonchalantly.

"You, wait." Glaze laughed angrily. He was completely angered by Lan Wu's attitude.

Lan Wu shrugged helplessly.

Glaze glared at Lan Wu fiercely, turned around and left. Just after taking two steps, he growled in a low voice without looking back: "You'd better get back to Rogge's camp now and never show up in front of me again. Otherwise, even Akara won't be able to protect you."

"We are not afraid of threats." Flora was furious and fought back without showing any weakness.

Glaze looked back at her, snorted heavily, turned around and caught up with the team in front.

Seeing him leaving, Flora wanted to take advantage of the situation to vent a few words, but Lan Wu suddenly stopped her: "Don't make trouble, don't forget our purpose."

Flora felt unhappy, but she could only give up. She knew Lan Wu's plan. These mercenaries from Graz are suitable for hiring to go to Rogge camp to defend against Bisu Bossu.

At this time, Paladin Luhadi strode over. He walked up to Lan Wu, looked up and down, and shouted angrily: "You put my brother in danger?"

"Your brother? Gross?" Lan Wu looked at Luhadi with a strange look on his face.

"Not bad." Luhadi glared.

"What does he have to do with me?" Lan Wu asked.

"If it weren't for you, he wouldn't have come to this dirty sewer. It was you who killed him." Ruhadi foamed at the mouth, with a strong murderous intent in his eyes.

Lan Wu had a strange expression and turned around and asked, "Do all Lu Gaoyin people like to increase their presence like this?"

Avila and others couldn't help but smile. Flora, in particular, laughed unceremoniously and raised two middle fingers: "I think you want him to die here."

Luhadi's temples jumped sharply, and he immediately became furious: "Take them to follow. If my brother dies here, let them be buried with him."

Two stout barbarians strode up from behind and stared at Lan Wu and his party with malicious intent. Lan Wu shrugged helplessly and obediently led Avila and his party to follow the mercenary team in front.

Watching Lan Wu and his party go away, Luhadi narrowed his eyes slightly and lowered his voice and ordered: "Find him and kill him if he is not dead. Put all the blame on these country bumpkins."

"Yes, Lord Ruhadi."

More than twenty followers responded solemnly, passing by Luhadi one after another, and gathered closely at the end. Ruhadi watched his followers go away, no longer as furious as before. He snorted slightly, turned around and walked up the steps.

…

"Damn it." Gross looked pale and ran away in a hurry. There were dense footsteps in the darkness behind him.

He could hardly run anymore. Along the way, he tried to avoid the undead creatures as much as possible. But the number of these undead creatures was beyond his imagination. It seemed like all the undead creatures had gathered on the second floor of the sewer. No matter where he fled, he would always encounter a group of about ten or twenty flaming skeletons or flaming death archers. After escaping all the way down, no one knew how many people had gathered behind them. He only knew that he could definitely withstand it.

Escape and hold out until Gretz's reinforcements arrive.

Gross held up his heavy legs with this thought. Suddenly, another step leading to the ground appeared in front. He couldn't help but suffocated, and his tense nerves almost collapsed.

Damn it, the entrance to the third level of the sewer.

PS: Sorry, I'm late. . . .