In two days, the experience gained from killing more than a hundred fishmen was injected into the thief class by Black, raising the level from level 5 to level 8.

No skills were obtained, and no mysterious talents were obtained.

But it made his steps lighter and faster when walking in the dark, just like a black cat walking silently.

He approached the orc camp little by little, hid behind a tree, and patiently waited for the opportunity.

Ten minutes later, several roars came from the orc camp, and then there were sounds of fighting, which made Black, who was hiding behind a tree, curl his lips.

These orcs have destroyed their world.

In the world of Draenor on the other side of the Dark Portal, they were seduced by the demons of the Burning Legion and drank their blood.

After gaining great power, they also became more violent and war-crazed like crazy. The blood of evil energy flowed in their bodies, causing them to lose their minds.

Although he is brave when fighting, when he is idle, he will even fight with his companions with fists and kicks.

They are hopeless.

But this was good news for Blake. Soon, the fight in the camp came to an end, and an old orc with a bruised nose and face was driven out of the camp.

He was hunched over, with blood-red lines on his face, and his left eye was blind.

This is the symbol of the Blood Ring Orcs. They worship death and have very cruel rituals. When the Blood Ring Orcs reach adulthood, they need to dig out their own eyes for sacrifice.

The old orc spat rudely in the direction of the camp, leaned on his battle ax, and reluctantly headed toward the swamp.

His stronger and more violent descendants wanted a change of taste and used their fists and kicks to "persuade" him, an old man, to go hunt for the first crocodile in the swamp.

whispering sound.

Really disrespectful of martial ethics!

The old orc complained and grunted, limping with his battle ax on his shoulder, when he walked around the camp and reached a blind spot.

A curled up, extremely thin "pork-bone man" quietly emerged from the shadow of the big tree.

Like a monkey, he pounced on the old orc's back.

The dagger in his right hand pierced the old orc's throat, and the dagger in his left hand stabbed the old orc's temple viciously. Blake had already mastered this sneak attack technique.

This method of killing fish people in wetlands has never failed before.

But orcs.

He is an orc after all.

The moment he was attacked, the old orc dropped the battle ax in his hand, grabbed Black's wrist where he stabbed him in the temple, threw Black over his shoulder, and threw Black to the ground in front of him.

He wanted to roar.

But the severed neck made no sound at all.

Black suddenly jumped up from the ground, threw himself into the arms of the orc, and swung his left hand to block the orc's fist.

The dagger in his right hand was like a poisonous snake looking for food, piercing the orc's heart. The dagger with a weak armor-piercing dagger broke through the orc's leather armor, allowing hot blood to gush out.

Once is not enough.

Two times, three times, four times.

The strength of the orc's fingers on the back of his neck weakened rapidly. After a few seconds, he shook his body and fell to the ground. Black grabbed his shoulders and dragged him into the shadow of the big tree next to him.

The skull-embellished tomahawk was also dragged in.

it is a pity.

This domineering thing is just a crude weapon, not the good equipment Blake expected.

The assassination was successful.

Black hid in the shadows and quickly rushed into the swamp. The sound of the old orc falling had already been noticed by the orcs in the camp.

They rushed out and looked for the assassin, but in vain.

And ten minutes later, there was a sound from the swamp that made the orcs upset.

"Ggggggmlr!Grm...Rmlg!!Rgmmlr!Grgrmlmlrl!"

When a few irritable orcs saw a large group of murlocs rushing out from the edge of the swamp, they rushed forward with axes and hunting sticks without taking a closer look.

They could no longer bear the anger in their hearts and wanted to kill a few murlocs to vent their anger!

Blake, who had made a long circle, took advantage of the fighting between the fishmen and the orcs to quickly rush into the camp, where an injured orc with a blood ring was lying.

When the Skeleton Man rushed into the camp, the injured orc happened to be eye-to-eye with Black.

The next moment, the orc roared, grabbed the hand ax and stood up.

But Blake was faster than him.

He rushed forward, pressed his left leg on his chest, swung his sharp blades with both hands, and chopped off both eyes.

"puff"

Hot blood rushed to his face.

Blooming like a blood flower.

PS: Benboerba and Benboerba are different. The former is a baby fishman, and the latter is a silly monster from Journey to the West. This is not a joke.

This is really in the game.

In addition, regarding the feedback from brothers, I saw it and explained why not using numerical values, but using ranks similar to the DND system.

In the books of the past few years, numerical settings are rarely seen, because the power system marked with numerical values ​​will easily collapse in the middle and late stages.

To give a very simple example, if the orc's strength is 10, then when the protagonist reaches level 60, what will his strength be?

Can he kill ordinary orcs instantly, just like crushing a bug, and enjoy unparalleled power in Orgrimmar, but this is not possible in the real world.

And students who have played WOW know that level 60 is just the beginning. If we use numerical values ​​to describe this system, how should we set their numerical values ​​when the Purifiers and Honesty appear on the scene?

Of course, some students will also say that the numerical values ​​are simpler and clearer, and the sense of substitution is stronger.

This is indeed the case, but my ability is limited, and there is no way to guarantee that when I write a novel for the first time, I can reach 2 million words, or I can guarantee that the number will not be wrong when it reaches 3 million words.

This project is too big, and I am just a new author after all.

Moreover, Brother Lao Lu also gave me an example. When he wrote Holy Light, he used numerical values. In the later period, the power system collapsed into a mess. You don’t have to worry about this class losing its flavor, because I just adopted this framework, even the pseudo-DND

It doesn’t even count.

All professions, all skills, and all equipment in the system come from World of Warcraft. Except for some places where they have to use themselves, the rest are just different forms of expression.

Then...
Chapter completed!