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Chapter 64 Beggar? What is that?

Salorian once said that every good warrior is a master of weapons.

Sarlayan has always kept this sentence in mind. Although he still feels that the two-handed sword is the most convenient, when facing low-strength enemies, he often uses different weapons to increase his proficiency.

This is Dalaran, the magical city-state of humans, not Sharlayan's hometown. No one will betray him, and no one can wipe his ass.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble when he first arrived, Sarlayan did not plan to use knives or guns in the city, but chose less lethal gloves.

I am too lazy to talk nonsense with these gangsters before the war. Sarlayan's style has always been to conquer them first and then talk.

Before the leading man with beards could speak, Sarlayan had already dodged in front of him, and hit his face with his dark left fist.

The left fist was just a test. Although Sarlayan had already practiced his left and right hands skillfully, his dominant hand was still his right hand.

"ah?"

But just this test knocked the opponent down easily.

Originally, Sarlayan didn't have high expectations for these ruffians, but he didn't expect that their strength was lower than he thought.

'Worse than a drunkard in Quel'Thalas...'

The boring torture of food made Sarlayan completely lose his fighting spirit, and he knocked down about 20 weak chickens to the ground one after another with three strokes, five divisions and two divisions.

Although this battle gives very little experience, it is just enough to fill up the already maxed-out Druid professional experience.

During this rapid march, Sarlayan could only have a moment of leisure when he set up camp at night.

In order to maintain his fighting power, he would often sneak out at night and find some mountain bandits nearby to practice with.

These bandits and robbers are not fools. A well-trained regular army will pass by in a mighty manner, and most of the bandits will avoid it.

Along the way, Sarlayan was only able to raise the druid level to 4, which was still a little short of level 5 when he obtained the first skill. Today, he just used this group of ruffians to make up for it.

Before acquiring skills, Sarlayan, who had not received formal druid training, only had a professional template and no skills related to it.

The main energy of the Druid is the force of nature. This energy is not very destructive and is mainly used for assistance and healing.

Sarlayan still doesn't know how to use the power of nature. At most, he can only condense it in his hand to form a emerald green light source.

As per the old rules, after a successful upgrade, the system still gives Sarlayan the opportunity to choose 1 out of 3 skills.

However, unlike the red background when selecting warrior skills, the background when selecting druid skills is green.

"Rejuvenation, nature's wrath, bear form transformation?"

As soon as the three skills came out, Sarlayan immediately turned his attention to the barrage and sought advice from netizens in other worlds.

The barrage did not disappoint Sarlayan, and soon someone explained the three skills respectively.

"Rejuvenation is Druid's signature continuous healing skill, which can gradually repair the recipient's injuries within a certain period of time."

"The Wrath of Nature is also very representative and is one of the main attack skills of the Balance Druid."

"As for the transformation into bear form...there's no need to say more about this, right? It's just literal meaning."

"The bear form is of little significance to Sharlayan. The position of the bear druid overlaps with that of a warrior. There is no need to give up the human form that he is good at and change into a bear."

"Then it's a choice between Rejuvenation and Nature's Wrath?"

"I tend to choose the Wrath of Nature. Sarlayan already has the innate skill of super-speed regeneration. What he lacks now is not survivability, but spell output."

"If you choose the wrath of nature, you can still cause some damage when encountering enemies with physical immunity or high physical resistance."

After listening to the barrage's suggestion, Sarlayan carefully studied the descriptions of the three skills.

There really isn't much to say about the bear form, it just transforms into a bear. The thick mane can improve the shapeshifter's ability to withstand blows, which is of little significance to Sarlayan.

Rejuvenation can continue to restore injuries within a certain period of time.

This kind of healing spell that utilizes the power of nature is different from the overbearing holy light.

Although the instantaneous healing effect is not as good as Holy Light, the biggest advantage is that it will not cause additional burden on the injured person's body.

With Sarlayan's physical fitness and natural abilities, there is really little need for healing skills.

Then, there is only one final choice left, and even if it is not the best choice in Sarayan's mind, he can only make do with it for now.

"Choose nature's wrath."

Feeling the extra skill knowledge in his soul, Sarlayan temporarily put the trial matter behind him.

Using offensive spells in Dalaran is asking for trouble. He's not that stupid.

"explain."

Grabbing the bearded leader from the ground, Sarlayan asked with cold eyes: "Who asked you to come?"

"I...I don't know!"

Sarlayan was punched on the right side of his face. The bearded leader's cheek was swollen and he was having trouble speaking.

"Then... that man was wearing... a black hooded robe. You couldn't see... his appearance. He gave us a bag of money... and asked us to hide here and sneak attack the passing high elves."

'Quite cautious.'

Knowing that he could get some valuable information from the mouths of these minions who were paid to do things, Sarlayan did not intend to waste his time on them.

"Save your lives, get out."

"Yes Yes!"

The gangsters who had been rolling around on the ground and groaning in pain immediately jumped up from the ground, rolled and crawled towards the exit of the alley, pushing each other along the way, without any sense of companionship.

Sarlayan's side was lightly poked by someone invisible. He nodded knowingly and looked at the direction in which the gangsters were escaping, with a playful smile on his lips.

"Run away and go to your employer to claim compensation for your work-related injuries."



After entering the stealth state, Valeela completely restrained her aura and did not intervene in Sharlayan's action of beating the gangster.

These minions can't even scratch Sharlayan's skin. Instead of jumping out and exposing their identities to mix in a double fight, it's better to lurk and see if they can get more useful information by following them.

Silently saying hello to Sarlayan, Valeera remained in stealth mode and followed lightly out of the alley, following the fleeing gangsters who wished their parents would give them extra legs.

Sarlayan did not stay where he was and waited. After walking out of the alley, he planned to find a nearby shop to kill time.

"Um?"

When he came to the entrance of the alley, Sarlayan saw a few ragged and skinny people sitting by the wall. In front of them were broken containers of different shapes, most of which contained nothing.

Sarlayan: "What do people here do?"

The barrage was suddenly shocked: "What? Have you never seen a Beggar Gang disciple begging for food?"

Sarlayan: "?"

"What is a gang of beggars?"

Red horn triple speed: "Those in front, don't talk nonsense that Sarlayan can't understand. These people are beggars."

Sarlayan: "What is a beggar?"

Red horned triple speed: "???"

"...Are you serious? There are no beggars in Quel'Thalas?"

Sarlayan shook his head matter-of-factly: "No, at least I've never seen it."

"Ah this..."


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