Chapter 292 Disagreement

“I hate Harrogath.

Lan Wu was extremely depressed, looking at the small teleportation array in front of him and wishing he could strike it with a sword. He didn't believe Guerrela's words before, but after verifying it himself, he could only accept this cruel reality.

Harrogas directly faced the main force of Hell. Demon God Baal and most demons are entrenched around the Arreat Mountains. The long-term use has inevitably caused damage to the teleportation array here. It works, but it can only be teleported back to Harrogath, but not to other teleportation arrays.

Now it's embarrassing.

Lan Wu thought that instead of searching for those demonic mini-bosses in such a vast area, it would be better to go to the World Stone Fortress and go to Ganbal. Guerrera and other barbarians are all powerful fighters. Anyway, we have to go to the Throne of Destruction, so why not take this opportunity to win over this group of fighting forces. At the Throne of Destruction, in addition to Baal, Diavolo was probably also present.

If you kill two demons at once, can you still get dark gold equipment?

But the damage to the teleportation array poured cold water on his head. From Harrogath to the Throne of Destruction, there are Bloody Hills, Frozen Highlands and Arreat Plateau in between. Only through crystal passages and other areas can you enter the World Stone Fortress. This is not a journey that can be completed in ten days and a half.

Not to mention the demons that were swarming like locusts along the way, even if there were no obstacles, I might not be able to reach the World Stone Fortress in a month or two.

"How many days will it take for Utama to end?" Lan Wu prepared for the worst and turned to ask Guerrera.

"Two months." Guerrela explained calmly, but her eyes were full of fanatical fighting spirit.

Lan Wu's proposal was quite to his liking. He didn't have to participate in Utama, but the achievement of reaching the Throne of Destruction was what he had been looking forward to for a long time. If he was the only one in the team, he would definitely agree on the spot. Helplessly, there are two teams of Hurtado and Utta. He couldn't make the decision for these two people.

"I only promise to cooperate with you." Uta said calmly from the side. He was not interested in entering the Fortress of Destruction. He just wanted to add better equipment to his team during Utama.

"I can't go like this." Hurtado rolled his eyelids and groaned angrily.

Lan Wu's proposal was also a big temptation for him. He is not afraid of fighting, but the broken bones all over his body don't know how many days it will take to heal. As a fighting maniac, he couldn't bear to watch others fighting while he became a useless waste holding him back.

Guerrera's expression was very calm. He had already been mentally prepared for this outcome. But he couldn't go now, so he had the idea of ​​inviting Lan Wu to break into the World Stone Fortress together after Utama was over. Ever since Hardinson tyrannically changed Utama's rules, he knew that his philosophy might no longer be in line with Harrogath's current trends. Rather than letting those half-blood bastards get the honor of destroying the Throne of Destruction first, it would be better to get it first. There is just one more mage in the team...that's wrong.

"What's your profession?" Guerrela quickly looked at Lan Wu with bright eyes, feeling an uproar in her heart. The guy in front of me is obviously a mage, but why did he use the barbarian's jumping attack and whirlwind just now?

"Me?" Lan Wu smiled faintly, raised his hand and tapped the crystal eye on his forehead. He looked around and said, "I'm just a little bit special."

Ever since he knew that Archangel Tyrell was deliberately plotting against him, he no longer dared to openly declare his identity as the Divine Benefactor as before. After all, he was the greatest hero in the original sin war, and now he has become a god in the eyes of most people. God knows if this birdman has any backup plans.

Although Harrogath is still led by barbarians, other professionals have also controlled half of Harrogath. It's hard to guarantee that there aren't any loyal followers of the Birdman inside. At least most of the Paladins are followers of this birdman.

Seeing that Lan Wu had deliberately changed the subject, Guerrela knew it well and did not continue the questioning. Everyone has secrets, and since they won’t tell them, it would be rude to continue asking. It would be easier to say if it was someone who was inferior to him. But they have clearly shown stronger strength just now.

"What a pity." Lan Wu glanced at Wu Ta and others, feeling secretly sorry in his heart. These barbarians really have no intention of breaking into the Throne of Destruction. But he didn't take it to heart. You can't force people to risk their lives, right?

"I'll go with you." Just as Lan Wu was about to take out the comprehensive rejuvenation potion he had refined before and pay off the remaining rewards, Will suddenly stood up.

"You?" Lan Wu was stunned.

Guerrela and others were also surprised when they heard Will accept Lan Wu's proposal. No one thought that Will, who was just a brat at best, would agree to go to the dangerous Throne of Destruction.

"It will take at least a month from here to the World Stone Fortress." Uta suddenly said from the side.

What he meant was obvious. Utama only had two months in total. It would take at least a month to get to the World Stone Fortress from here, so naturally it would not be a stop-and-go journey like before. In addition to avoiding demons as much as possible, you also have to squeeze out all the potential in your body to reach this standard. A low-level barbarian like Will obviously couldn't keep up with the large army.

"I can." Will also knew that he was a waste, but he still accepted this extreme challenge with high spirits.

Grera looked at Will deeply, and suddenly there was a smile in his eyes. This is the descendant of the Immortal King. The barbarian tribe will never be so weak that they don't even have the courage to accept the challenge. Just for this reason, he recognized this kid who had just grown up.

"Damn Winster, come and carry me." Hurtado struggled and roared on Weiss's shoulder: "This kid inherited the bloodline of the Immortal King, and I also have the blood of the barbarians flowing in my body."

At that moment, a sturdy barbarian walked out of the crowd, snatched Hurtado from Weiss's shoulder, and laughed defiantly: "Hey, Captain, just now I thought you were hit in the stomach by that birdman."

"I remember you." Hurtado was immediately furious and cursed fiercely: "Wait for me when I get better. If I don't hit your balls in my stomach, I'm not Hurtado."

Grera smiled, and then turned his eyes to Uta, who was struggling on the side. From Uta's face, he could see that this pure barbarian was struggling in his heart. Will's performance just now also stimulated this hot-tempered barbarian.

"Don't look at me, bastard." Uta saw Gerrera's eyes sweeping over, and immediately raised his eyebrows, turned his head and yelled at Will: "Don't forget what you said today. I swear on my head that I will never stop to wait for a waste next time."

"Shut up, bastard." Will did not show weakness, and responded fiercely like other barbarians: "I am not a waste."