All-Professional Master of Darkness

New Harrogath is getting a little chaotic.

When the news of Hardinson's death came back, the whole city was like a bolt from the blue, shocking everyone. No one thought that Hardinson's outing would be a point of no return.

Over the past few years, the residents of New Halogas have been brainwashed into devout believers by Hardinson using the dark side of human hearts. In this era lacking gods and religion, Hardinson completely became their spiritual leader.

Once Hardinson died, the other powerful people in the city did not even have any objections. Instead, they found Noordink and anxiously interrogated him about the truth. Just when New Harrogath became chaotic, Lanwu strolled into New Harrogath wearing a black cloak that covered his head and feet.

As soon as he entered the city, Lan Wu frowned slightly. This city looks familiar, and it can be vaguely discerned that it was built according to the urban layout of Halogas, but it is much smaller in scale, less than one-tenth of that of Halogas. But what made him frown was not the city's layout, but the city's smell.

It was an indescribable smell. The whole city was filled with this smell. As soon as Lan Wu entered the city, he felt his blood boiling and his heart was ready to move. It was as if he hadn't seen a woman for many years. When he first saw a beautiful woman for you to pick, he couldn't help but feel the urge.

After thinking about it for a moment, Lan Wu admired this former barbarian elder even though he was not interested in Hardinson. This method captures the essence of the cult’s missionary mission.

First, a very tempting purpose is presented to attract curious melon-eating people, and then with the help of this special drug, the hearts of the melon-eating parties are captivated. Just after the disaster, everyone was terrified and lacked spiritual support. Wanton indulgence fits perfectly with the escape psychology that humans usually choose when encountering incomprehensible disasters. Over time, the melon-eaters turned into loyal believers, following Hardinson wholeheartedly.

Lan Wu frowned and walked towards the tavern not far away with his head lowered. This is the worst possible outcome. Believers, at best, are good people who believe in the truth; at worst, they are bigots. Especially these suspected cult believers in New Harogas, they can't communicate at all. If you question something, you will most likely be put on a firewood pile the next moment, enjoying their angry insults while praying that the fire will be stronger to avoid suffering too much. In his eyes, these people in the city are just passers-by.

Life or death is none of my business.

When he opened the door of the tavern, a dull atmosphere suddenly hit him. There were a lot of drinkers inside, and there weren't many empty seats left. Both men and women are drinking wine at this moment. After drinking all the wine in the glass, he irritably called the maid to serve the wine.

Lan Wu's entry did not cause any disturbance. What Hardinson admired in New Harrogas was absolute freedom. Nothing will be restricted except that you can't kill people in the city. Of course, believers with the same firm belief rarely cause big troubles. At best, it's just a fight and a fuss, and then sit back and continue to enjoy it with the help of others.

"New here?" The tavern owner was wiping glasses at the bar and asked without raising his head. He has gray hair, is already quite old, and has quite a lot of experience. You can tell if the other person is an acquaintance just by listening to their footsteps.

"A glass of ale." Lan Wu sat on the thick wooden chair and threw a small bag of gold coins on the bar. There were about twenty gold coins. It might not be enough for a meal, but it was more than enough for a glass of wine.

"Not enough." The tavern owner looked up at the small bag of gold coins on the bar, then lowered his head casually. Materials are now extremely scarce. Ale was even more expensive than meat. What's more, now the entire Arreat Plateau has basically returned to the original barter trading model. Gold coins are only circulated among a few forces. Equipment is the hard currency of New Harrogath.

Lan Wu was startled, then laughed. Indeed, Diavolo and Baal left the Arreat Plateau with the demons. It is estimated that there are only one millionth of the original number of demons left on the Yaret Plateau. Of course, gold coins are not useful in the resource-poor Arreat Plateau. No matter how affordable the equipment is, it is a good thing that can improve the survival rate.

"Here's this." Lan Wu lifted his hood, revealing half of his face. With a bang, a blue dagger fell on the bar.

This small sound fell on the ears of others, and everyone cast their eyes in surprise. At any time, the weapons are much higher-end than other equipment of the same level. The value of a blue magic dagger is now almost equal to a gold boots or gloves of the same level.

When several maids saw Lan Wu taking out a blue dagger, they rushed over and rubbed their plump breasts against Lan Wu's body intentionally or unintentionally, trying their best to seduce him.

Lan Wu, surrounded by the warm fragrance of nephrite, remained indifferent. It’s not surprising that I have read thousands of articles. He was worried that if he was tempted, the smell that pervaded the city would make him lose his mind.

It's just a blue dagger, which is rubbish of over forty levels. Or was it the original plan to forge exclusive skills and equipment. It just comes with an assassin skill.

Nothing good is cheap.

"Go away, go away." A beautiful young girl walked out from a small door behind the bar, with a dark face and big hair, and she drove away the maids.

Suddenly there were frivolous whistles in the tavern. All kinds of words came and went that made Lan Wu unable to look straight.

"Messiah, take him to your room and squeeze everything out of him." This is to gloat at the misfortune, lest the people who want peace in the world make noises there.

"Dear Messiah, he can't satisfy you, take me with you. I will make you reluctant to leave me." This is a guy who had intentions for Miss Messiah but failed to hook up with her.

"Don't go to the room, just stay here. We'll make a big and comfortable place for you." This is a guy with special tastes.

Lan Wu sat motionless like a tree. The depravity of New Harrogath was completely beyond his imagination. The openness is so great that even the island country on earth is probably nowhere near as good as it is.

"Messiah, take him to your room." The tavern owner scolded with a smile, stretched out his hand on the bar, and the blue dagger disappeared without a trace. Then he shouted at the drinkers who found the excitement: "Go away, my daughter will never let you see it in vain."

Lan Wu was stunned. Okay, still underestimated the depravity of New Harrogath.

"Follow me." Messiah smiled brightly and hooked Lan Wu generously, causing the other men to laugh wildly. This action directly aroused their hearts, regardless of the few female bartenders and maids surrounding them.

Lan Wu saw that an open-air meeting was about to take place here, and he quickly got up and climbed into the bar. It would be too exciting for him, an otaku who eats marrow and knows taste. It's easier to face this Messiah lady alone.

Messiah smiled and took Lan Wu's hand, walked into the small door, walked through the backyard, and came to his room. As soon as the door closed, she smiled seductively, slowly licked her lips with her pink tongue, raised her right hand and shook it: "Five pieces, you can enjoy me as much as you like."

Lan Wu laughed dumbly. Five pieces of equipment are insignificant. But God knows how many patrons this Messiah lady has had. If she has some disease... there is no condom in this world.

Seeing that Lan Wu was indifferent, Messiah proudly raised his white chin: "Don't doubt my charm. Even angels can't resist my charm."

Lan Wu's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. Lucky for me, I found the clue so quickly.