Warcraft: When NPCs Have Player Panels

Holy crap!!

"ah!!!"

The two men's fierce shouts even drowned out the roars of the gnolls around them. The monk forgot to fight back for a moment and was hit several times by the gnolls with their clubs. The shaman dropped his mallet, screamed, and ran to William's side, raising his hands and cheering as he danced in a circle around him, his little tail swishing back and forth.

Clearly, these two already knew that an NPC with intelligence far exceeding that of ordinary humans had appeared in Tirisfal Glades. But what they didn't expect was that this NPC could team up with them!

"His name is William! Quick! I need to record this! I'm going to be famous! I'll upload it to Little Music in a minute!"

You should know that the story of this strange NPC has gone viral on Xiaoyinfu! Many people want to come to Tirisfal Glades to find him. However, due to the different planes, many people have discovered that this NPC doesn't exist in every plane.

He seems to be special, unique.

Faced with the excited couple, William clenched his fist, somewhat moved. This was the first time he had felt a stranger cheering for him. Before, the strangers would only ignore him. They would only cheer for Lord Whitemane, the High Attorney, in the cathedral.

"Let's purify them!" William said, pointing at the gnolls opposite him. However, he had already thrown away the broken blade in his hand. He looked around and picked up a stick from the ground and held it in his hand.

"Use mine!" The shaman's eyes sparkled as she handed William her one-handed hammer. When she saw William actually catch the hammer, she screamed again, "Ah! Ah! Ah! He can really equip my weapon!"

"Thank you, beautiful lady."

William noticed that the system thoughtfully provided the weapon's description.

"Beginner's Scepter"

"This weapon brought tears of regret to countless apprentice shamans, perhaps making them feel they had chosen the wrong path. How could a spellcaster use a one-handed hammer to strike a monster's head? It doesn't make sense."

William weighed the weapon in his hand, swung it a few times with practiced ease, as if the weapon posed no challenge for him.

【Rotten Skin Gnoll】

[Thule Ravenclaw, the Scourge's commander in Tirisfal Glades, used necromancy and demonology to resurrect dead gnolls as Rotting-skin gnolls, serving the Lich King.]

Due to the nature of necromancy, these terrifying creatures, devoid of any consciousness, will only faithfully obey the commands of their masters and will remain enemies of all living beings throughout their lives.

[Skills: Physical (Hamstring, Venomous Throw, Backstab, Heroic Strike) and Magical (Shadow Bolt, Corruption, Curse)]

[Special Note: Undead flesh creatures inflict plague infection with their attacks.]

William held his oak shield to his chest, and twirled the small wooden mallet in his right hand, occasionally intimidating the dozen or so undead gnolls in front of him.

Based on William's experience, there must be a leader among these monsters directing them. Just like the Scarlet Crusade, although he wandered the woods every day, he would return to the camp at dusk to report to his captain and receive new tasks.

The leader of these monsters must be hiding somewhere, waiting for them to reveal a weakness.

The next moment, a gnoll charged out. William raised his shield, blocking its swinging stone axe, and then, as if using the small wooden mallet the shaman had given him, smashed it heavily on the gnoll's head.

"Yes! That's it. These gnolls are undead, and ordinary vital point attacks won't kill them effectively." The bald human monk was experienced and managed to maneuver around the horde of gnolls while still observing William's behavior.

William nodded to him. If there was one major difference between strangers and locals, it was that these strangers were blessed by the gods and could resurrect infinitely without any cost. This also meant they had an infinite number of opportunities for trial and error. As a result, each of them possessed extremely rich combat experience.

William kicked the gnoll whose head had been smashed open, then raised his shield to block several arrows that shot out from the jungle. Other gnolls surrounded him, but William remained fearless.

Perhaps it was because he had awakened, or perhaps the system had given him a boost. William's timing and the power of his attack far exceeded the damage of a low-level NPC.

With a single shield slam, he could send the gnoll staggering backward. A single hammer blow could reduce the gnoll's health by nearly half.

The gnoll's health bar is only around 150.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!" The little shaman clapped his hands happily as he planted the wooden stake in the ground, creating ripples that enveloped William and the monk.

"I never imagined that one day, an NPC would come and help me level up." The monk kicked three gnolls away with a single Illusion Kick, then rubbed his hands together and looked at the ferocious William... The former mob, now a big internet celebrity, had become his teammate, which made him feel both strange and great.

World of Warcraft is finally more than just a game.

It really started to slowly evolve, like a world.

After the shaman applied the Stoneskin Totem buff to William, he was able to hold off most of the gnolls in front of him by himself, and together with the monk, he protected the shaman behind him.

With William's arrival, the monk, now free to fight, was finally able to maximize his power. He first curled his body into a ball, then rolled over the noisy circle of gnolls, appearing beside the gnoll spellcaster outside the arena.

A punch, carrying a light green gust of wind, slammed into the opponent's head, leaving a large critical hit number—-50—on the latter's forehead. Immediately following was another punch: -60! Two points of true energy were instantly replenished, and the other gnoll guards rushed over to protect their wise man.

The monk used his left foot as a fulcrum, and a pale green gust of wind emerged from his right foot, launching him into a beautiful 360-degree spin with a side kick. Several jackal-men who had surrounded him were instantly sent flying.

-85, -99, -79, -69

The monk's skill, "Illusionary Kick."

William paused, somewhat envious of the skill the monk had just used. As a native of Azeroth, wanting a part-time job wasn't impossible, but he simply didn't have the money. Besides, he'd never had the motivation or need to do so before.

The warrior skills he's learning now are something he passively acquired over the years from being beaten up by strangers passing through.

However, for William, who had awakened to his newfound awareness, these professional skills he had learned were like instincts ingrained in his body; once unleashed, they caused immense damage.

This may be the biggest difference between them and these strangers.

According to the strangers themselves, they have a built-in system, and they need to decide for themselves which skills to use and when to use them.

Therefore, it often leads to situations where the timing is wrong, mistakes are made, or skills are wasted.

The dozen or so gnolls surrounding them were all dealt with. Their corpses slowly dissipated into thin air right before William's eyes.

Seeing the excited expressions on the faces of the two strangers, William figured that these monsters must have dropped some kind of loot that had excited them.

But he had nothing, and he could see nothing.

Clearly, he cannot obtain Soulfire by killing monsters. Without it, he cannot level up.

Unable to upgrade...