All-Professional Master of Darkness

The soul hunter suddenly heard such a sentence coming from the jungle, and the hair on his body exploded.

The sound was so close, no more than fifteen meters away. Being pushed so close by his opponent without even realizing it, he realized that he seemed to have stung a huge hornet's nest.

Before he could figure out why Lan Wu had so many helpers, Olvera ran out of the jungle arrogantly, wrapped in a white light. The short distance of fifteen meters was basically non-existent under his special charge.

Covered with a thick layer of holy light, the shield with barely visible surface patterns hit the soul hunter heavily. The powerful force of the impact immediately knocked it away. A mouthful of blood spurted out in mid-air, and it fell weakly to the ground and slid out.

"Dead or alive?" Olvera squinted coldly at the soul hunter who didn't know whether he was dead or alive. The holy light around him quietly turned into dots of white light and dispersed, which was truly majestic.

"Death." Lan Wu smiled and no longer cared about the soul hunter's life or death. Anyway, it was a quarrel with the Zakarum Revival Church. Keeping this guy around will only be a disaster.

Olvera nodded coldly. After all, he was still a member of the Dark Crows. He never cared about the life and death of his enemies, and he was definitely not merciful.

After cutting off the soul hunter's head, Olvera quickly dug out three interdimensional bags. It was obvious that he had done this kind of murder and robbery when he was in the Dark Crow. The technique is quite sharp, and every turn is accurate. He didn't even check to see what was inside. He went straight back to Lan Wu and stuffed the three space bags into Lan Wu's hands.

At this time, Lan Wu had already briefly explained to Xiao Aike the battle taking place here. He rubbed little Eco's head affectionately, and then began to examine the gains from this battle.

The contents of one of the space bags are very strange. Lan Wu was put off by all kinds of bottles and cans, so he put them away decisively and handed them over to Akara and Kane for study when they returned to Rogge's camp. Maybe also add a new special class to Camp Rogue.

After opening the second space bag, Lan Wu was immediately satisfied. This so-called soul hunter is obviously also a good player in Jie Dao. The space bag is full of equipment. There are many rings, amulets and other equipment that are extremely difficult to break out. What's more important is that the lowest grade of these equipment is gold level, and there are even a few suspected dark gold equipment.

developed.

This is the richest moment since he awakened...no, since time travel. Dozens of pieces of gold equipment, as well as rings, amulets and other rare equipment... He believed that after returning to Rogge Camp, the professional skills and equipment he had been looking forward to would finally be completed.

Substrate? Isn't it just about money? A problem that can be solved with money is not a problem. If Kurast Harbor is not up to par, then go to the Demon Fortress. If it's not good enough, then go to Harrogas to find Chaxi's father, who is of course not the real father. The father of Chaxi, the heroic female blacksmith in Rogge Camp, was Lasuk, the most outstanding blacksmith in Harrogas, who also inherited the title. Being able to inherit this title proves that he is the most outstanding blacksmith.

He casually handed the space bag to little Eco and asked her to give it to Idaya to get some pieces of equipment as payment. After all, they are also the reinforcements that determine victory or defeat. Lan Wu considers himself stingy, but he is definitely not Grandet. He was also anxious to find the old ghost Rodament.

This old ghost who only followed him from the sewers of Lu Gaoyin has many uses. Taking it with you is like bringing a library with you. As a member of the Horadrim clan, this old ghost's knowledge is enough to leave Kane, the heir to the title, eight hundred blocks away. The only pity is that the old ghost was turned into a mummified mage by a demon after his death, and his memory is a bit confused. Just like an old man, the right explanation only comes from time to time.

The third space bag opened, and Lan Wu's eyes lit up. There are not many things in this space bag. One of the dark crystal balls and a parchment caught his eye deeply.

Lan Wu first took out the crystal ball. If there is anything that can imprison the soul, the first choice is something like a crystal ball. Especially this crystal ball is as dark as ink, which matches the soul perfectly.

"What is this?" Olvera frowned when he saw Lan Wu taking out a dark crystal ball. This dark crystal ball didn't give him a good feeling.

"I don't know." Lan Wu was honest. Although it is speculated that this crystal ball may be able to imprison the soul, it is only a guess after all. It is a bad habit to fool your friends.

"I think you'd better take it back and show it to Mr. Akala or Mr. Kane." Olvera advised in a deep voice: "I think this crystal ball has a disturbing mystery."

"Maybe." Lan Wu had no intention of listening to Olvera.

Rodament was too important to him. Now he understood more deeply how lucky he was to have a knowledgeable old ghost with him. What we face next is not only Mephisto, the great demon, but also the Zakarum Revival Society, a mysterious underground organization that has been passed down from ancient times to the present day.

At this time, little Eco came over with a space bag. Yidiya didn't show any pretense, she picked out a few golden crossbows and returned the space bag. She came over and saw the black crystal ball in Lan Wu's hand. She rushed up and urged anxiously: "Throw it away quickly. This is a crystal ball made from an eyeball of the magic dragon Tageo. It can absorb people's soul."

Lan Wu almost subconsciously threw the black crystal ball out. The one who said this was little Eco, not only the heir to the title, but also from the ancient Mavina tribe. I know a lot about this stuff with ancient heritage.

But a second before he took action, he quickly retracted his hand. Tageo, basically every Dark veteran knows about such an awesome and coaxing big shot. This dragon taught Rathma, the first necromancer in the sanctuary, and finally the parts of its body were made into the necromancer's inheritance suit - the incarnation of Tageo.

How could something made of its eyeballs be garbage.

Lan Wu immediately put the crystal ball back into the space bag. Little Eco obviously didn't understand why he wanted to keep such an extremely evil thing, and he was so anxious that he almost cried. There is no way, she is still not used to talking. I wanted to explain, but I was so anxious that I forgot everything.

"Do you know this?" Lan Wu immediately took out the parchment to divert little Eco's attention.

"This... this seems to be a map of the Great Swamp in the South." Little Eco stared blankly at the parchment in his hand. Although the heritage of the Mavina tribe is ancient, she was only a five-year-old girl after all.

"The Southern Swamp?" Related memories immediately emerged in Lan Wu's mind. In the dark game background, the necromancer profession originated from the southern swamps. So long after he came to this world, he had heard that Rathma, the ancestor of the Necromancer, still lived in the uninhabited depths of the Southern Swamp.

"Does this require me to take a trip to the Great Southern Swamp?"