The selection was soon over, and [Black Touch] showed him perfectly what it means to have vicious eyesight.

I have to admit that in terms of choosing equipment, he is not as good as the mysterious monster next to him.

"Well, it fits perfectly."

As if stepping on the clouds of the clear sky, the red-armored barbarian stared at himself in the magic mirror, fluttering.

His equipment was so good that the dark golden light scattered all over his body made his heart weak.

So how good is it?

It's really good.

As one of the most powerful professions in a region, the Red-Armored Barbarian and his brother Druid have seen and used some Dark Gold equipment.

However, those equipment are far below their level, and sometimes their stats are not as good as the excellent blue equipment on hand.

Using a full set of dark gold gear that perfectly suited his current level, like now, was something he had never thought about.

No, no professional thought about it, he affirmed it.

“...”

In the mirror, he noticed the corners of his mouth that were slightly raised.

Oh, it's cool.

This may be the strange gap between the petty bourgeois aristocracy and the transformation into the dukes of a big country.

"Looks like you're very happy with the set."

The old man's voice seemed to be a little higher.

[Black Touch]'s tone was just right, and with its previous gesture of going out of its way to recommend equipment, the red-armored barbarian saluted respectfully in gratitude.

He politely said, "Thank you for your help, I will remember." ”

Although he was a monster who was incompatible in the past, but now that he is on the thief ship, this sense of estrangement can also be looked down upon.

It's a long time to stay with monsters.

"Every professional who successfully reforges their bodies and receives their equipment will be assigned an important task."

For the gratitude of the red-armored barbarian, [Black Touch] was very bland, and continued: "This task is arranged by the master himself, and you must complete it. ”

"I understand."

The red-armored barbarian nodded calmly, unfazed.

This was actually expected by the red-armored barbarians, although Tang Ze recovered the Blood Palace, he could feel that the terrifying dark green figure would never stop there.

At this moment, he was a little conflicted in his heart, if one day he was asked to fight with a sharp knife to kill his former relatives, friends and companions, his homeland, what choice would he make?

For a while, he couldn't let go of all his former values as a human being.

Especially after he relived those unforgettable years...

Soon, Black Touch's words dispelled his heavy concerns.

"Time is running out, you just need to know that a group of professionals have come to the outer cloister of the cathedral, and you, you must fight them off."

The red-armored barbarian's expression flickered when he heard this.

He soon understood that Andariel had been repelled by Tang Ze, and the harsh environment brought about by the Demon Plague had begun to recover, and those professionals should have come to investigate the situation.

It's just that he doesn't understand, why just repel them, and ask him to do it alone?

A test of loyalty, or a shake for his feeble human stand?

"Can you kill them?"

The red-armored barbarian was expressionless, and his words were astonishing.

He was sure that Tang Ze was his master, and he used this to test his loyalty.

In this case, it is better to tear open your chest and show your tyranny and loyalty to the terrifying master.

The result was an unexpected answer.

"I'll tell you about those professionals, all... As for your question, you can kill all but one blonde mage. ”

[Black Touch] spoke in a steady tone, and then as if he had seen through the mind of the red-armored barbarian, he added, "Behave well." ”

Red rays spilled out from the shadow of the black robe, like sharp arrows piercing the heart.

“...”

The red-armored barbarian, whose back was cold and his hands and feet were a little cold, frowned, didn't say anything, and walked to another exit under the guidance of [Black Touch].

The slight sound of footsteps echoed, and the various gorgeous equipment on the rock wall faded again.

Darkness and scorching heat slowly descended.

On the way, he tried to think about the current situation, but he was confused.

To be honest, he felt that he didn't understand his master's intentions even more, and at the same time, he was afraid of the mysterious [Black Touch].

It's terrible to see through people's hearts.

It's also confusing.

He believed that if the druid brother, who was more adept at using his brains at the moment, was here, he might be able to point him to the most correct path at the moment.

Pity...

However, at this moment, he could only follow what [Black Touch] said, and obediently go all the way to the dark.

···

Cathedral, outer cloister.

The crumbling gray walls shimmered, the forest outside the crevices was green, Amber crossed the stones, and her beautiful boots stepped on the smooth stone brick floor.

Click, the gray-white stone that had been eroded by the evil breath shattered at the touch of a touch, and it had long since lost its previous hardness.

Her blue eyes reflected the scenery around her, and the light was dim.

"It's shabby... Miserable. ”

She commented, her eyes glancing over some of the dried blood on the brick floor.

There were more footsteps, and the professionals behind him entered the outer corridor one after another, quietly observing all this.

“......”

They may have been the first humans to set foot here.

He was also one of the first people to see the once glorious cathedral and its devastation after being ravaged by demons.

Should you sigh for a moment about the cruelty of war or something? If it were a bard, it would.

But that should be a period of time, at least it was the dissolution of the professional front and the confirmation of the complete end of the demonic plague.

A large number of believers and poets will come here...

But it's important now.

"Can you find the right path?"

Mage Zhu Lan walked over to Amber and stared at the golden disc in her hand.

This golden disc complements the map of the Hradim system and points out the correct path to the cathedral.

"There's a lot of road here."

Seniors took two steps around the dry fountain, wiping his dagger and looking around.

"Why is the outer cloister so intricately designed, so that the believers who came here in the past won't be dizzy?"

The blue sky overhead has been obscured by the round gray hard top of the church, and the cathedral is clearly visible when you look up along the path of the cloister ahead.

But there were several corridors in between, and there were several wooden doors around them, so it was not enough to find the way by instinct.

"After the demons invaded the cathedral, the outer cloister was remodeled, and it was originally intended to be a fortress used against the professionals..."

One of the older druids answered Senior's question in a deep voice.

"But before the Demon Fortress is working, Andariel and her minions are gone?"

Tapping on a brick, Seniore touched his chin, "It's getting more and more incredible..."

Admittedly, as they approached their destination, the professionals sensed that something was wrong.

Soon, the small talk ended.

"Found a way."

The golden disc shone slightly, and Amber closed her eyes tightly, then slowly opened them, and the map panel in front of her became clear at a slow pace.

Hearing this, everyone's faces were happy.

In about half a minute, more than half of the map of the outer cloister was successfully obtained, and Amber and the others took advantage of it to avoid many detours.

They walked to the middle of the outer cloister. [.]