All-Professional Master of Darkness

"Filthy undead creatures, accept the sanction of the holy wrath.

With an angry roar, a figure suddenly emerged from the darkness, wrapped in a flash of fire, and hit Bruna hard. With a click, firelight and bone fragments flew, hitting the steps with a crackling sound.

Lan Wu was shocked. This time he saw clearly. The one who killed Bruna instantly with one blow was a paladin.

The appearance of this paladin was hidden in the darkness and could not be seen clearly. In his peripheral vision, he could only see a double-headed flail in his right hand and an inverted triangular light shield in his left hand. There are still wisps of firelight that have not been extinguished on the shield. It is obvious that the blow just now was this light shield.

"Charge?" Lan Wu quickly ran through the Paladin's skills in his mind, and finally settled on the skill of charge. But when I thought about it, the paladin's blow just now clearly contained fire damage. The charge skill will never cause fire damage.

What is his occupation?

Just thinking of this, Lan Wu had a strange expression. He remembered the beginning. That barbarian Glasgow must also be in such a tangled mood. Quickly putting aside his distracting thoughts, he quickly transformed into a bear-man, stood in front of the three Kanes, and shouted at the weird paladin: "Who are you and why do you want to kill my skeleton?"

The weird paladin hesitated slightly when he heard human voices coming from the steps. Afaf has such a strong sense of fighting that he took advantage of this little opportunity to immediately retreat and return to Lan Wu, leaving only the clay stone demon blocking the steps.

Although the Clay Stone Demon is not tall, its body is quite broad. He stood in front of the steps and blocked four-fifths of the way. If you want to attack Lan Wu from behind, you can only kill it first.

The consciousness of the Paladin is also quite excellent. As soon as he saw the thick clay doll blocking the steps, he immediately knew that he could not go around and kill the sinner who used evil magic to control the skeleton and clay doll. He carefully held up his shield to protect his chest and stepped back into the darkness.

"Wait a minute." Lan Wu saw this weird paladin retreating and quickly called out. The helpless person didn't want to talk to him at all. There was silence in the darkness, and peace returned.

"Tristram has been sealed for thousands of years. It's impossible for humans to still exist." Kane was tangled in confusion, and he kept tugging on his scanty hair and muttered absentmindedly.

"Eileen, take them up there to wait for me." Lan Wu was determined to find out the details of this weird paladin. He immediately jumped down the steps and led the Clay Stone Demon and Afaf into the darkness.

Kane and Warrod looked at each other, speechless for a long time. Who would have thought that human paladins could exist in the isolated Tristram. Who would have thought that Lan Wu's curiosity would be so strong that he would venture into the dark and dangerous underground tomb alone.

At this time, Irene looked at the dark tomb, turned around and walked to Kane and the others. She looked at the two Kanes, with no intention of getting out of the way. She was serious and solemn, as if she planned to strictly implement Lan Wu's instructions.

"I am a scholar." Kane smiled, turned around and walked back to the monastery lobby.

"We can't let him take risks alone." Warrod was filled with indignation and determined to share the joys and sorrows with his only friend.

Kane shook his head. Soon Irene dragged the knocked unconscious Warrod past him and walked to the front. He watched Warrod being dragged by Irene like a log on the steep steps, smiled happily, and followed slowly.

Fortunately I am an academic.

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In the catacombs, Lanwu has returned to his original state, only following the clay stone demon and Afaf. The bear-man transformation time had long ended, and he didn't want to light a torch to attract the attention of the undead creatures. Afaf and the Clay Stone Demon are not affected by the dark environment and are suitable for exploring paths in such terrain.

Along the way, a frail skeleton appeared in the aisle from time to time. Whether it's Afaf or the Clay Stone Demon, it only takes one ordinary hit to kill them instantly. Soon Lanya and Bruna completed the possession again. One on the left and one on the right, they protected Lan Wu on both sides. Together with Afaf and the clay stone demon, they protected Lan Wu tightly.

"Follow that paladin." Lan Wu gave the order. He knew that Afaf must have remembered the aura of that paladin.

"He is running very fast." Afaf opened his bow and nocked an arrow, and said in a very solemn tone: "I can hardly feel his breath. Three minutes... I can only hold on for three minutes at most and I will lose his whereabouts."

"Then we can only speed up." Lan Wu put on his fist sword and immediately started accelerating.

There is no clay stone demon, but the speed is improved. Under the protection of Lanya and three others, Lan Wu quickly walked through the corridor and entered a room that looked like a prayer room.

This room is very basic. There was nothing all around, except for three long seats about three meters long, and a strange relief carved on the wall directly opposite the door.

"I've lost track." Afaf looked very annoyed and kicked the rotten bench seat angrily.

The catacombs are cold and damp. The room was filled with a decaying smell. As soon as Afaf stepped down, the long-decayed bench immediately turned into a pile of rotten wood.

"That's not right. You were misled by the aura that exists here." Lanya walked forward quickly and squatted down in front of the bench.

Lan Wu was silent for a moment, then took out a torch from his space bag and lit it. The torch was lit, and the flickering flames dispersed the thick darkness and illuminated the small room.

"That paladin must often come here to confess." Lanya stroked the particularly clean spot on the ground with a very sure tone.

"This is the emblem of the Samlanka Church. I have seen it before." Bruna bit her thumb and stared at the relief on the wall eagerly.

The main body of this relief is a female angel, but it is choked by a ferocious-looking demon. And the demon was pierced through the chest by the long sword in the angel's right hand, and emerged from the back.

This strange and unclear relief made Lan Wu fall into deep thought. The Church of Samlanka is a famous religious organization in the dark. But he was not familiar with this huge church that once spread all over the world. He only knew that this huge organization was finally destroyed by demons and became the dust of history.

"Yes, this is the emblem of the Samlanka Church." Afaf walked to the relief and looked at it, confirming Bruna's point of view again.

"The Archbishop of Samlanka treated me to a lot of delicious food before." Bruna bit her thumb and smacked her lips, and the clicking sound immediately echoed in the room. Apparently she remembered the deliciousness of those dishes.

"It is said that the Horadrim abandoned this place after sealing the demon god Diavolo, and King Leoric established the Samlanca Cathedral here." Lanya also stood up and walked to the relief and looked up at it. The tone was very heavy.

It is here that mankind's doom begins. The power of the demon god Diavolo is very powerful. It invaded King Leoric's dreams and tried to take over his body. But King Leoric was determined and stubbornly blocked the demon's spiritual invasion. Diavolo's magic power leaked out of the sealed land, affecting King Leoric day and night. In the end, this wise king became a slave of darkness and destroyed the prosperous Tristram.

"So that weird paladin is a believer of Samlanca Church?" Lan Wu thought thoughtfully.

"The Paladin was once the most loyal and fanatical believer of the Samlanka Church." Lanya explained euphemistically, taking great care of Lan Wu's face.

"Look around, maybe you can find other clues." Lan Wu continued his instructions as if he had heard nothing.

Lanya and the other two followed the instructions and started searching the room. Lan Wuze walked under the relief and looked up at the tragic-looking relief. After looking at it for a while, he thoughtfully raised his hand and touched the angel's right leg and ankle.

This place is very smooth, and you can clearly notice the difference between this place and other places after touching it. Apparently someone was touching this area a lot. Lan Wu couldn't help but have a strange expression.

Is this paladin still a foot fetishist?

Lan Wu shook his head and put aside this incredible thought, and began to investigate carefully again. Soon, he felt an extremely smiling bump on the inside of the angel's right ankle. He tried pressing it, but unexpectedly he actually pressed it.

With a crash, the wall fifty centimeters below the relief suddenly cracked, and a square drawer popped out. Inside lies a yellowed notebook.

Lan Wu picked up the note, read it carefully, then decisively called Lanya and the others, unfolded the note and handed it to them: "What is recorded in it?"

"This is ancient Kanduras." Lanya recognized it carefully, her tone uncertain: "If I read it correctly. The sentence above means that the spirit is immortal and the Holy Army is immortal."

After translating only this sentence, Lanya shook her head and said in a regretful tone: "I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with Kanduras."

"When the Crusaders prepare to fight, their firm will and faith will be transformed into holy anger, and they will punish all enemies in the name of holy light." Afaf then added a translation. But after just one sentence of translation, she shook her head helplessly: "Sorry, I am from Lugaoin and I only know a little bit of Kanduras."

"Holy Army, Holy Wrath?" Lan Wu frowned slightly and pondered. These were two terms he had never heard of before. The Crusaders are relatively easy to understand. Most of them, like the Paladins, rely on firm belief to transform into strength to attack the enemy. But there is no clue about this holy wrath.

The wrath of the Light?

After thinking about it, Lan Wu simply gave up the idea. Instead of struggling here, it is better to go up and ask Kane. He is the successor to the title of Cain, the last descendant of the Horadrim clan. Or go directly to the Paladin...well, the guy who should be called the Crusader should ask him for a clear answer.

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of heat at the door. A raging fire suddenly burst in from outside. In an instant, the temperature in the small room suddenly increased, and you could even see the air twisting.

Almost at the same time, Lan Wu used his hand speed to replace the scepter that he had not used for a long time, and quickly activated the fire resistance aura. Gaining 52% fire resistance, the hot flames did not cause much damage to Lan Wu and Lanya. But the holy warrior, wrapped in blazing flames, had already crashed into Lan Wu.

"Oops." Lan Wu thought to himself that he had miscalculated and immediately started his bear-man transformation. Just halfway through its transformation, the flame had already hit him.

Lan Wu suddenly felt as if he had been hit head-on by a speeding train. He flew out involuntarily and hit the wall hard. He slid down softly, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood.

"Accept the sanction of the Holy Wrath!"

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