Chapter 84 Sewer

Lan Wu and his party, led by Gross, arrived at the northeastern district of the inner city.

Along the way, Lan Wu keenly discovered that the residents in this area were not ordinary people. No matter male or female, old or young, everyone’s movements show traces of long-term training. After a second thought, he felt relieved.

This area must be the same as the training ground at Camp Rogge, where Graze trains mercenaries. And these residents are probably all mercenaries or former mercenaries.

Gross was in no mood to introduce the situation in this area to Lan Wu. He just hurried on until he reached a tall three-story building, then he stopped and turned around to remind him coldly: "This is Graz's territory. I hope you don't have other ideas. Otherwise, I can't protect it." you."

"Of course." Lan Wu smiled and didn't take it to heart. How could he not understand what Gross said. Farah had just arrived at Rogge's camp, and the Lugoin man was really afraid that he had abducted Graz and ran away again. Lu Gaoyin simply couldn't bear the consequences.

Before I entered the door, there was a sudden ping of table tennis inside the door. Gross' expression changed slightly, and he immediately walked in quickly without warning Lan Wu. Graz was of great help to Lu Gaoyin. He couldn't help but cheer up.

"Let's go in." Lan Wu smiled slightly and followed in first.

As soon as I entered the door, the strong smell of medicine hit my face. Lan Wu understood clearly. Rodament has mutated, and the mercenaries responsible for cleaning the sewers will definitely suffer a lot of casualties. He looked up and saw Gross talking in a low voice with a strong man dressed in desert style with a warm smile. The ground beneath their feet was littered with broken clay pots.

"Is he Graz?" Lan Wu thought, gestured to Avila and the others to wait where they were, and walked over quickly.

"Who is he?" Glaze frowned slightly. The mercenaries under his command suffered heavy casualties, and he was now holding back his anger. If it weren't for Gross's sake, I would really like to teach this guy who doesn't understand the rules a lesson.

"The envoy of Camp Rogge." Gross took advantage of the situation and vaguely introduced Lan Wu's other fatal identity.

"Roger's camp?" Glaze's face darkened.

"Okay, for the sake of human beings, don't argue with him." Seeing that his goal was achieved, Gross immediately smiled and smoothed things over: "He is also a professional. So I want him to do something for Lu Gaoyin. Force, go clean out those demons in the sewers.”

"Him?" Gretz sneered, "He just went to die."

"So I have to follow him, lest he dies and the country bumpkins in Rogge's camp take the opportunity to blackmail Lu Gaoyin." Gross looked helpless and sincere.

"Will you go to that dirty sewer?" Glaze narrowed his eyes slightly and looked Gross up and down.

Cleaning sewers has always been looked down upon by Lu Gaoyin's professionals, and it has always been done by his mercenaries. I thought it was just a routine this time, but I didn't expect that those demons suddenly became very powerful. The mercenaries who went down suffered heavy losses, and only less than one-fifth of them escaped.

"For Lu Goyin, I have to go." Gross looked solemn.

"Okay, I will definitely support you." Glaze smiled. This is the best news I heard today.

Gross smiled and bowed, and nodded reservedly. He naturally knew that the support Glaze mentioned was not about taking people to the sewers. But Lan Wu had already come closer, so he didn't intend to reveal too much.

"Master Gretz, it's nice to see you." Lan Wu walked up to Gretz, smiled and stroked his chest and saluted.

"You want to go to the sewers?" Glaze looked down at Lan Wu. He was over two meters tall, like a bear. And Lan Wu was only just over 1.7 meters tall. Standing in front of him, he could only be looked down upon.

Lan Wu didn't care, and nodded happily with a smile: "I want to see Lu Gaoyin's devil."

Glaze grinned, took out a scroll directly from his arms, and unfolded it in front of Lan Wu: "Sign this agreement. Gross is the candidate for the next defense minister. I don't want his future to be ruined by you."

"Okay." Lan Wu quickly pressed his fingerprints. With a flash of light, the scroll turned into dots of starlight and dissipated in Graze's hand.

Graz didn't expect Lan Wu to sign the contract so simply. But thinking about it, he didn't take it to heart. Isn't it a professional from a small place like Rogge Camp who still has the guts to offend Lu Gaoyin?

"Then let's set off." Lan Wu turned around and waved to Avila and the others.

"Wait a minute." Gross couldn't help but feel a little thump in his heart when he saw Lan Wu acting like this. He was a little worried that this benefactor was planning something bad.

"What are you waiting for?" Lan Wu turned around and blinked, with a puzzled look on his face.

Fortunately, Graz spoke up in time and rescued him. Graz said in a deep voice: "I need to gather enough manpower."

"I also need to gather my followers." Gross took over the words and tried to take some time to carefully consider Lan Wu's intentions.

"For the sake of the friendship between Camp Rogge and Lu Gaoyin, I am willing to go down and resist for a while." Lan Wu said righteously.

"You're just going down there to die." Graz raised his voice, with a look of displeasure on his face. In his opinion, it is impossible for these envoys from Rogge's camp to compare with his own mercenaries, even if these people are professionals.

"We don't have time to waste." Lan Wu looked serious.

"I don't agree..." Gross was afraid that Lan Wu was planning another conspiracy and firmly opposed it. But before he could finish his words, Graz had already raised his hand to stop him.

"Don't worry about him." Gretz had a dark face and a very unfriendly tone. As the envoy of the Rogue Camp, he didn't want these professionals to go down and die. But since they didn't appreciate it, there was nothing to say. Anyway, the contract has been signed, and it doesn't matter whether these country bumpkins live or die.

Being blocked by Gretz, Gross had to swallow the second half of his words. He snorted heavily in depression: "I will go down with him first and try to resist. Lord Gretz, please send someone to notify my followers and let them come as soon as possible."

"Okay." Gretz was also a straightforward person and agreed immediately. He turned around and waved, called a young mercenary, pointed at Gross and ordered: "Samer, you take them down. But remember, he must not get into trouble."

Samer saluted and took the task solemnly. Then he stretched out his hand and motioned Gross and Lan Wu and his party to follow him.

The group walked to the back. This is a courtyard that can be called a small square. In the middle of the ground, there is a wooden board with a length and width of three meters. There is a chain on each side. One end is nailed to the ground, and the other end is tied to the wooden board.

Sammer picked up a thick chain from the ground and pulled it. With a creak, the wooden board was pulled open, revealing a wet step below. He threw down the chain and walked up the steps first.

"I am a mage... you go first." Gross made way and asked to follow the team at the end. He had a little idea. Only by following at the end can he effectively keep an eye on Lan Wu and avoid any more trouble.

Lan Wu smiled and followed with Avila and his group. As soon as he walked up the steps, a faint stench immediately entered his nose. He rolled his eyelids. There is no way, the sewer smells like this.

In contrast, Avila and the others did not show much disgust for the faint stench of the sewer. Compared with Lan Wu, they knew better that their mission did not allow them to retreat.

As soon as he entered the sewer, Sammer looked around and then raised his head and suggested: "The demons have not invaded here yet. We can build a line of defense here."

Gross was very happy with this suggestion and nodded in agreement. But Lan Wu suddenly stood up and reminded him: "This place is not suitable for defense."

Sammer blushed. He also knew that this place was not suitable for defense. The terrain here is open and connected in all directions. If the demons come, they can't resist them at all. The only advantage is that the mercenaries above can arrive at the first time.

"You have to follow the arrangements." Gross was in a bad mood, just hoping to keep this damned soul here before his men and the mercenaries organized by Graze arrived.

"Is this what you Lu Gaoyin do?" Lan Wu's expression was strange, which made Gross even more upset.

"We don't need to take risks." Gross naturally heard the sarcasm in Lan Wu's words and had to explain out loud.

"If you are afraid of danger, you should stay up there obediently." Flora was not afraid of Gross, and sneered and spitted fiercely at the end, fully expressing her disdain.

Gross was immediately furious. But the young mercenary Sammer could not stand being humiliated by a rogue. He resolutely took out his spear and took the lead in walking towards the sewer in front: "The last news we got was that the demons were gathering in this direction."

"Let's go." Lan Wu smiled at Gross, ignored him, lit a torch, and called Avila and the others to follow.

Gross was really angry. Sammer couldn't stand the provocation and fell into a bad trap. This was clearly what this bastard wanted. But he had no choice. If he didn't keep a close eye on this bastard, he might cause a big mess again.

The facts were beyond Lan Wu's imagination. Just after walking about fifty meters, there were bursts of noisy footsteps and the crisp sound of bones rubbing against each other in the darkness.

"Burning skeleton." Samuel heard the footsteps coming from the darkness, and immediately felt like he had encountered a formidable enemy. He raised his spear and shouted, "Be careful of the burning death archer."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a slight clang. A flash of fire suddenly flew rapidly from the darkness in front. Lan Wu's pupils suddenly shrank. Long-range attack, in this dark environment, long-range attack is not easy to deal with.

Another clang of bowstring sounded, Flora drew her bow and shot out a flaming arrow. After a while, the two flaming arrows collided and exploded.

The heat wave hit, and Lan Wu suddenly felt his skin burning. He was secretly surprised. This burning death archer is much more harmful than Flora's flaming arrow.

Just as he was thinking, the footsteps were getting closer and closer, and under the dim firelight, a skeleton archer with a fiery red body walked out of the darkness.