All-Professional Master of Darkness

New Tristram.

Pieces of farmland are neatly arranged around the town. The plump wheat fell heavily, swaying slightly with the gentle breeze and drizzle. This is a harvest season.

This is New Tristram, a town rebuilt using the ruins of Tristram. Since it is in an independent space, there are no demons here. The civilians have happy smiles on their faces and are busy with their work.

"Lord Akara..."

A shopkeeper who was shouting and selling weapons and equipment suddenly saw a nun walking out of the temple in the distance, and quickly saluted and said hello devoutly.

"May the gods be with you." Akara returned the greeting with a smile.

"Lord Akara..."

Other passers-by also saluted Akara and said hello. Since the three worlds have reunited into one world. Two of the three Rogge camps were swallowed up by the incoming demon army with almost no resistance at all. Only a few hundred professionals managed to escape.

Thanks to the Lan military general Tristram building a stable stronghold, the weakest Rogge camp actually survived. When the demon army surged forward, Akara and other camp leaders immediately arranged for all professionals to move into Tristram. And because they became the only remaining heirs to the title, they naturally became the managers here.

Suddenly there was a noise ahead, and Akara frowned slightly. Today's Tristram not only has people from Rogge's camp, but also many people who have fled from Lugaoin. There were conflicts that were difficult to resolve at first, but now that they are living together, there will naturally be no peace. She didn't know whether it was the people from Rogge's camp who provoked Lu Gaoyin's people, or whether Lu Gaoyin's people provoked the people from Rogge's camp.

"Accept the sanction of the Holy Wrath!"

Along with an angry shout, there was a flash of fire in front of him, and he was immediately shouted out again and again. Passers-by dispersed in confusion. Akala rubbed her temples sadly and shouted loudly: "Virgil, stop."

Crusader Virgil happened to pick up a half-dead professional who was covered in black smoke. When he heard Akara's voice, he threw him behind him. Several professionals wearing the same armor as him had to scramble to catch the unfortunate guy who hit the muzzle of the gun.

"Lord Akara, this is the new Tristram that Lord God's Benefactor has worked hard on. I don't allow anyone to cause trouble here." Virgil walked up to the other troublemaker with a clicking sound and grabbed it with his hand. , and threw it behind him, causing the followers to panic for a while.

"Has he woke up yet?" Akara rubbed his temples in distress and changed the subject wisely. This Crusader, whose brain is all about muscles, simply cannot get enough of it. After all, they are all the last survivors of mankind. It is okay to prevent riots, but such violent law enforcement is questionable.

Virgil's expression darkened immediately when he heard this, and he silently lowered his head and shook it. A trace of sadness appeared on Akara's eyebrows, and he sighed softly.

It's been over a year. Lanwu has been unconscious since the World Stone was destroyed by Tyrael's burning soul with all his strength. For this divine benefactor, Akara felt nothing but gratitude. The growth of Rogge's camp is inseparable from this divine benefactor. Even Tristram was the one he insisted on building. If it hadn't been for his persistence, I'm afraid everyone, including Lu Gaoyin, would have been destroyed by the devil.

"Come with me to see him." Akara walked over. This is the only excuse that can stop Virgil from being a piece of wood. In the past year, there have been many unlucky people under this Crusader. It ranges from being bedridden for half a year, to severe cases that cannot even be saved with medicine. It can be said that the stable environment that New Tristram has now has something to do with this evil god.

As expected, Virgil followed Akara and left obediently. When the two of them walked away, the followers couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. This evil god is finally gone. Otherwise, New Tristram might be missing two more professionals.

The two left the noisy streets and came to a secluded small building in the northeast corner of the town. Just as he reached the door, the door suddenly opened and Kasha walked out.

"Have you prepared a new potion?" Kasha's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw Akara.

"I am not as good as Eco in terms of pharmacy." Akara shook his head regretfully, causing the look in Kasha's eyes to dim suddenly.

"You guys go in. I have to go to the military camp. None of those kids are honest." Kasha stepped out of the way and went straight to the military camp at the entrance to the catacombs. Now that the survivors of Rogge Camp and Lu Gaoyin have gathered together, with the insistence of Akara and others, the militarized management Lanwu once mentioned has been implemented seriously, seeking to twist all the forces among the human survivors into one Strands.

The two of them entered the small building, only to see everyone sitting around the hall, all with frowns on their faces. Virgil's expression darkened and he lowered his head silently. Lan Wu was still unconscious.

"Lord Akara." Olvera walked out of the kitchen wearing an apron and holding two plates of food. Barbara followed closely behind, wearing a pair of thick cotton gloves and holding a large basin of steaming soup. She saw Akara standing at the door, walked a few steps quickly, put the soup on the table, then stepped forward and walked into the crowd holding Akara's arm.

"Everyone, please be energetic." Barbara clapped her hands, completely different from the cold-faced demeanor before. Perhaps she got rid of her inner demons, and now she truly looks like a mother, and no longer looks like a heartless person pursuing power.

Flora looked up at her mother, then lowered her head sadly. Her little hands held Erin tightly. The latter was still as silent as before, just holding his sister's hand tightly, with the same sad expression.

Barbara had nothing to do with her two daughters. Lan Wu was in coma for more than a year. Although she didn't see it with her own eyes, she knew that her two daughters cried countless times under the quilt.

"I thought about it." Eco ran down from the second floor happily with two dark circles under his eyes. As soon as she saw Akara was there, she immediately ran over excitedly, pulled Akara up and ran upstairs: "Come here quickly, I found a way to revive the benefactor."

With this voice, everyone present stood up at the same time and followed closely. Flora and Irene ran even faster. One is Rogge, who practices agility. Not to mention the other one, as an assassin, what can he do if he is not agile enough? The two of them immediately ran to the front.

Eco pulled Akara into the room next to the stairs on the second floor. Just as he was about to yell, Claudia gave him a sharp look and pushed him back.

"It needs to be quiet here." Claudia tucked Lan Wu's quilt, stood up, turned around and said seriously.

"I found a way to revive the benefactor." Eco was originally frightened by Claudia's look, but in the blink of an eye, he forgot about it and started shouting again.

This time Claudia didn't stop him, and couldn't wait to push Eco towards the bed: "Then why don't you do it quickly?"

Eco was not angry either, and spread his hands very confidently: "He must have consumed too much magic power. As long as he is given enough magic power, he will be able to wake up."