Chapter 272 Integration

"Fuck, what's going on?"

Lan Wu teleported to the side of the Frenzy Hell Evil Spirit that was about to self-destruct, and was about to use a staff to knock it away. Unexpectedly, he saw a huge axe covered with flesh and blood sweeping over. He quickly teleported and teleported with the Frenzy Hell Evil Spirit.

The huge axe swept past, and a gust of wind was rolled up, which made the corpse on the ground move slightly, as if it was swept into the air.

Grera and the other four looked at Weiss stupidly, and they didn't react. In the past three hundred years, very few teams have come to the second floor of the World Stone Fortress, and there was actually a lone mage.

It is undeniable that the mage is the most suitable profession for survival, no one else. The magical skill of teleportation is enough to ensure that the mage, who is known for his fragile skin, can go anywhere. But teleportation is indeed a magical skill, but anyone who has entered the second floor knows that the mage's teleportation can only serve as a survival skill when necessary in such a cruel environment. Running around everywhere will inevitably attract countless demons. When cornered, even a mage cannot escape from the restricted terrain of the World Stone Fortress among tens of thousands of demons.

A loud rumble in the distance woke up Gerrera and his men. Weiss came to his senses and immediately raised his giant axe in ecstasy and laughed: "I'm not dead, not dead. Captain, I'm not dead."

Weiss, the battle madman, was ecstatic to have escaped from the scythe of the Grim Reaper. Indeed, even a battle madman who had already realized it would not want to die if he could survive.

Gerrera's heart was completely relieved, and he immediately thought of the mage who saved Weiss's life. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of this mage, Weiss would probably have been blown to pieces now.

The crisis was resolved, and Gerrera calmed down again. Lan Wu's sudden appearance made him alert. It stands to reason that a lone mage running around here would inevitably attract countless demons. But now a full minute has passed, and apart from the explosion just now, there is only the faint roar of demons in the distance, but no footsteps can be heard.

Strong.

Gerrera was suddenly shocked. Teleporting everywhere without attracting demons, what a big picture. Looking at the entire Harrogath, I am afraid that no mage can do this. As for whether the mage killed all the demons... In his opinion, a mage alone in such a cruel environment can't fight with peace of mind. He has never considered this at all.

"Hello." Lan Wu suddenly appeared ten meters away and greeted Gerrera and the other five enthusiastically.

He was almost split in half just now, but he was not angry. Anyone would reflexively fight back against the frenzied hell spirits. He also wanted to integrate into Harrogath through this small team, wait for an opportunity to accumulate trump cards, and then go to Baal and the others to talk about life. He was inexplicably thrown to the third floor of the World Stone Fortress full of demons, and he was always holding his breath in his heart.

The sudden appearance of Lan Wu made the five people of Gerrera gather together as a reflex. The five of them are all unwavering nationalists. Except for their tribesmen, they are not interested in other professionals. God knows whether this mage is a despicable and dirty villain who intends to plot against them.

To be able to rush here, everyone's equipment must be good. Even if they encounter a demon that is 30% stronger than before, they can fight hard to win. It can be said that any equipment on anyone will cause a scramble if taken to Harrogath. They have to guard against this mage who is relatively restrained in melee professions.

"Who are you?" Gerrera stared at Lan Wu cautiously, and the two-handed giant axe blocked in front of him intentionally or unintentionally. The axe face of the giant axe is almost a door panel, which is more than enough to cover half of the body. This can block the attacks that may come at any time to the greatest extent.

"I am a professional of the Demon Fortress, and I have been here for a short time." Lan Wu saw that this small team had never relaxed its vigilance and misled a little. It has been here for a short time, and there are too many ambiguities in understanding.

He has indeed been here for a short time, less than a week. But he didn't even know which way the gate of Harrogath opened. No matter how hard these five barbarians tried, they would never have thought that he was thrown to the third floor of the Worldstone Fortress by the demon god.

"The Fortress of Demons?" Gerrera's expression eased a little, and his eyes looking at Lan Wu were no longer so hostile. He raised his hand to signal the other four to put down their weapons, and then continued to ask: "You broke into the Worldstone Fortress as soon as you arrived in Harrogath?"

This was also the biggest doubt in Gerrera's heart. Over the years, he had never heard of any wizard who had the courage to break into the Worldstone Fortress alone. Of course, there may have been such people, but they all died here. But none of this mattered. What he was concerned about now was how a wizard who had just come from the Fortress of Demons could break into the second floor.

"I am a little bit special." Lan Wu smiled and raised his hand to point to the crystal eye on his forehead.

"No matter what, I have to thank you for saving Weiss." Gerrera's eyes flashed with a flash of realization, and then he changed the subject. The world is so big that there are all kinds of wonders. It's not a particularly strange thing that a few special people have emerged among humans. According to the established rules, no one would be so stupid as to tell others their secrets. He naturally wouldn't continue to ask. Otherwise, it would be a fight to the death.

"You're welcome." Lan Wu smiled faintly and asked back: "Are you planning to go back to Harrogas?"

"Yes." Gerrera didn't hide it. This operation went wrong, and he wanted to go back and make adequate preparations before trying again. It's not his character to act rashly.

"That's perfect. I'm planning to go back too." Lan Wu's smile became even brighter.

Harrogath is Chasi's hometown. Her father is also the heir to a prestigious title. Without Farah's magic fusion agent, I think Chasi's father would have other ways. Of the seven major professions and twenty-one skill weapons, he only has the giant war staff exclusive to the fire mage and the legendary sword of the whirlwind barbarian.

Hearing this, Gerrera couldn't help guessing that Lan Wu wanted to go back with his team. He didn't care. After all, it's not appropriate for a mage to go alone. Anyway, they have to go back, and bringing another powerful mage can also make up for the team's shortcomings. But he didn't guess that Lan Wu is now equivalent to a rookie who just came out of the Rogue Camp. The skill damage is too beautiful to look directly at.

"Then come with us." Gerrera wiped his bald head. The flesh that has not yet solidified immediately covered his head with a faint and sad blood color.

"Thank you." Lan Wu smiled and took the initiative to teleport to a distance. There was no other way. With him present, no matter how much demonic energy there was, it would not be enough for him to absorb alone. He did not want to act more weird. Before gaining a firm foothold, keeping a low profile was the best way to go.

The five people of Gerrera did not think too much, just thinking that Lan Wu still had some spoils to collect. After all, the Hell Spirit just now evolved into a Frenzy Hell Spirit, and its strength level was greatly improved. I think it would also explode something.

After finishing the collection, Lan Wu also reappeared in front of the five people.