The reason why there is a division of beginner, middle, high, and top level of professionals in the world of Azeroth is because there are innate skills that can only be performed at a specific level, among which as long as it is a thief professional, no matter which direction of study it is, the first required skill after being promoted to a high level is definitely a magic skill that can be teleported behind a specific target...... Shadow Walk.

"It's just too expensive." Wu Hao thought dizzily.

Glancing at the shooting hunter who had already choked his breath, Wu Hao used the dagger to cut off the arrow on his leg, and groped to pull out the other arrow that hit his right rib, and at the moment when he used the vanishing powder to force himself into a stealth state, the arrow that shot the hunter hit him accurately, but fortunately, the leather armor on his body was very tough, and the arrow had stagnated after piercing a few centimeters.

The action of drawing the arrow brought a fountain of blood.

"Hmm..."Wu Hao, who was already physically exhausted, did not fight for a long time after the middle, but it still made his physical strength almost completely exhausted, and his body shook violently under the stinging pain, and he almost couldn't stand and fell off the wall, but fortunately, his tenacious nerves reacted in time to regain his footing, so that he was not embarrassed.

Recite a few words silently to show your skills.

Rapid treatment.

The golden holy light suddenly bloomed, flashing on Wu Hao's body for a few seconds and then disappearing, and the healing power brought by each flash made the two wounds that were still spurting blood quickly stop bleeding and heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, just one cast made the injury under the right rib intact, but the penetrating wound on the leg just stopped bleeding.

This was followed by several more quick treatments.

Taking a breath of relief, Wu Hao opened his freely moving legs, cautiously walked to the location of the wall where the shooting hunter was originally located, and after careful observation for a while, he found an explosion trap that had not yet been triggered to a critical state, which also explained why before shooting his leg, the shooting hunter was obviously dangerous but never ran away.

"Are you ready to die together?" Wu Hao sneered disdainfully.

The advantages of multi-talented professionals are once again vividly reflected, Wu Hao, who was already extremely proficient in all kinds of traps, observed the opponent's actions on the way to the shooting hunter, and immediately guessed the enemy's possible backhand, so he deliberately exposed his flaws to force the shooting hunter to leave the trap by himself.

That's tactics.

After all, the explosion trap is not like in the game, immune to the hunter who casts the trap, and fighting for his life is the last resort when he is in a desperate situation, and the shooting hunter who shoots and injures the enemy who feels that victory is in sight, of course, will not take the risk of standing in place stupidly, if the thief desperately rushes to trigger the trap and is blown up to the sky, it is not too unjustly dead.

Mastering the various skills is only the basics, but the most important thing is to know when to cast different skills.

And Wu Hao, who was an all-professional tyrant in his previous life, was completely familiar with this aspect.

"When I first crossed over, I hoped that the power system of this world would not be too high, but now I feel that it would be perfect if it was higher." Placed in another world with a higher-level power system, Wu Hao, a four-talent professional, on average, a strong person with a high-level professional level in each profession, facing more than a dozen small soldiers in this camp, it was definitely a one-sided slaughter, and maybe the other party didn't even have a chance to break the defense.

Where is it like now, so desperate to survive.

"Individual heroism is really inaccessible in this world!" Wu Hao smiled self-deprecatingly, and after easily destroying the explosive trap, he ignored the defector warrior who had broken one leg and was still lying down and had collapsed and wailed, walked along the wall to the right side of the gate, and took back the short sword that was still nailed to the wall through the defector's body.

Sophisticated weapons and equipment can't be wasted casually, and Wu Hao doesn't have any extra similar weapons.

As for the other short sword that flew outside the wall, it didn't bother for the time being.

Looking down at the inside of the camp, Wu Hao's eyes were on the only building in the camp, which was obviously used to hold prisoners, and now there were civilian women running out of the wooden house to take a look, and then looked at the few young women who were supposed to be being humiliated, and witnessed Wu Hao's surprise attack and killing, and after staring at him in a stunned state, he took a breath and entered a sneaking state.

There is another wave of enemies, and the battle is not over yet.

Wu Hao, who was in a stealth state, sat down on the wall to rest, his eyes looking at the dense forest after the explosion in the distance.

In order to facilitate the battle and bring the materials for each skill to be cast, there were not many poison bottles when he set off, and the explosive poison trap was originally only designed to deal with a maximum of seven defectors, who knows that more than twenty people were introduced, even if the infantry was relatively dense among themselves, it was difficult to escape in the face of poison gas attacks, but it was a dream to be killed all like this.

It depends on how many defectors come back.

Wu Hao thought.

When he passed by the group of defectors who left just now, he had already carefully observed and confirmed that only two of the more than twenty defectors were carrying longbows, if the number of defectors who would rush back was not large, Wu Hao would choose to sneak attack and kill the archers, and face the remaining warriors head-on.

Even if a single profession has a numerical advantage, the threat to him is not too great.

With the passive bonus of flexible skills and multiple talents, you are confident that you can win even if you have a lot of physical exertion.

If there are too many defectors who come back, Wu Hao can only sneak away.

"Injuries are inevitable, fortunately, I'm not afraid of getting hurt, but..." Wu Hao touched his cheek, the place that was originally scratched by the arrow has now healed as before, but he knows very well that a scar must have been left, and these scars can't be eliminated quickly, they can only grow little by little over a long time.

If the injury is too severe, you can see the traces for the rest of your life.

"If you want the scar on your leg to grow well, it's probably no fun, I'm really afraid that Demitia will see it." While sitting and resting and waiting, Wu Hao's thoughts naturally drifted thousands of kilometers away, thinking of the lovely girl who had always been regarded as his sister, but had long regarded himself as a lover: "The next time we meet, we must hide it, otherwise we will inevitably be scolded, alas." ”

Thinking wildly, half an hour passed quickly.

Obviously very abnormal.

"Even if you get a lot of casualties from the explosion trap, why won't you be delayed for so long?" Wu Hao scratched his head in surprise, but he didn't have the slightest idea of leaving the camp to take a look over there, wanting to rest more was just a reason, occupying this camp to prevent the defectors from succeeding again was the main factor.

If you attack again, this physical strength will be completely killed.

"Could it be..."Wu Hao had a thought: "Those guys ran away directly?" ”

From the point of view of the defector, the more than 20 people who have been missing for a long time, if the middle-aged leader had not been killed by the trap, it is very likely that he would choose not to come back and leave directly, if the other party is careful and first goes to check the outposts distributed on the periphery, he will not come to risk again if he finds that all the outposts have been killed.

After all, even if Wu Hao is now, he feels that it is really unwise to raid a camp alone.

Naturally, defectors don't think so.

"Not to mention, it's really possible to run away." Wu Hao smiled: "It's a shame that I'm so nervous." ”

Although it is very likely that the defectors will not appear again, Wu Hao still did not leave the wall, after some actual combat, he has integrated a lot of knowledge he has learned in the past, and still sits in place and looks into the distance, but he can also distract himself and take a look at the civilian female captives in the camp.

There are 29 civilian women who survived.

In the previous raid battle, Wu Hao didn't have the time to pay attention to these women, and when he could be killed at any time, all his attention was focused on how to kill all the enemies, and now after distracting himself, he found that there were several women with arrows stuck in their corpses, and some of them had fresh wounds that were obviously cut by swords.

Apparently he was killed by mistake during the battle.

The remaining civilian women were basically unclothed, and everyone had signs of humiliation, and two days had passed since the destruction of the village, and the defectors had apparently eaten the bodies of these women, many of whom had obvious scars from being beaten, and looked very miserable and embarrassed.

"It's pathetic." Wu Hao was a little sad: "Fortunately, everything is over." ”

In the face of the enemy, regardless of men and women, Wu Hao will kill the killer.

But if it were innocent civilians, Wu Hao, who had been educated and nurtured in his previous life, would still be kind to them, and Wu Hao would not be able to change the general environment of this world now, but he would not just go along with the same stream and regard civilians as ants, and he naturally felt sorry for the women who were bullied in the war.

However, the next scene made Wu Hao a little confused.

When Wu Hao killed the defector, the civilian women did not dare to move on the ground, and after the battle was over, Wu Hao sneaked away, and after waiting in place for more than ten minutes, most of the civilian women, after looking for torn clothes to cover them, actually ran towards the camp one by one.

What the heck?!

Do you want to go out and find death now?

Wu Hao, who was full of doubts, wanted to speak out to stop the women's actions, but finally chose to wait silently, now the group of departing defectors are nowhere to be seen, maybe they are hidden in the nearby dense forest, there are already a few surviving thieves who have touched them, revealing their location is not necessarily certain to be killed, but it is obviously stupid to risk their lives to do so.

So Wu Hao chose not to intervene.

Who can blame you for your own death?

Wu Hao thought.

Coldly witnessing the departure of one civilian woman after another, Wu Hao glanced around, and found a civilian woman who was at most eleven or twelve years old and could only be regarded as a girl, when she came out of the wooden house, she was wearing a neat cloth dress, which was very conspicuous among a large number of naked and unclothed women.

What surprised Wu Hao even more happened.

Compared to the panicked looks of the other civilian women, the girl, after looking around blankly for a moment, focused on the defector warrior who was bleeding too much and had fallen into a dying moan, with obvious anger and fear on her face, but instead of bypassing the other woman and leaving, she went to the side and picked up the defector's sword.

"Yo?" Wu Hao realized what the girl wanted to do: "It's interesting. ”

The iron sword is 1.5 meters long, which is heavy for a non-professional adult, let alone a weak girl, and it is difficult to lift the long sword, but she still desperately dragged the long sword to the defector warrior, and stabbed the tip of the sword into the soldier's neck little by little.

It's not that I want to torture the warriors, but the strength is too small to be in place at once.

The defector, who had only one breath left, was killed by the girl in a semi-conscious state without any resistance.

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