He Ping has been in this world for a while. Although his understanding of this world is still far from his knowledge and does not know much about common sense, he is no longer a newcomer. Especially for the warriors in these camps, he knows a lot. Whether he first came to this world or later went to forging the sacred land, he discovered something that no matter the size of the establishment, there will usually be a slightly stronger person leading the team.

This is actually very easy to explain. If everyone's strength is similar, then who will issue orders and who will obey the orders? The army is a place where orders are prohibited, and orders are absolutely for warriors. But if a person with the same strength as you or even lower strength is in command, there will definitely be problems when executing orders. If you want to convince the public, you have to come up with useful information, especially in a world where personal strength is strong and does not require too many external objects.

Ordinary squads are usually led by soldiers from the upper stage of the believer level as team leader, and the members are ordinary soldiers from the middle and lower stages of the believer level. A little further upwards, the members become soldiers from the upper stage of the believer level, and the team must be philosopher-level masters. Among the troops of each camp, those who can serve as officers must be masters, unless they are scouts scattered outside like the female orc and dwarf. In fact, they also have a master in their own organization, but they just don’t act together.

This elite assassination team has twelve people, a long-range archer, a sniper or a long-range restraint, a demon assassin, an ambush and raid or close restraint, five winged warriors are responsible for reconnaissance, air support and retreat, and five goblin assassins carry out subterranean raids, which can be said to be quite clear in division of labor and strategy, and waves of offensives. One wave after another is effective, then there is no need to execute the next wave. If it does not work, it is to launch the next wave when the enemy is relaxed.

With such a rigorous process, there must be no mistakes in the middle. Someone must be commanding. However, the twelve assassins who have already appeared are of equal strength, all of whom are at the top of the believer level. None of them is outstanding. Judging from their position, they are not like those who are coordinating and commanding. In this way, there is only one fact, that is, there must be a captain behind these people, and the wave attack is not over yet!

He Ping had just thought of this, and before he could speak to remind Lilith and the others, he felt a flash in front of him. A shadow suddenly appeared, and then a dagger appeared on He Ping's chest. At this time, the figure that emerged from the shadow slowly took shape and turned into a person wearing the same armor as those as the assassins just now. His skin seemed hazy, and his eyes were like black holes.

The sudden change made everyone unresponsive. Everyone had just fought, killed more than a dozen assassins, and grabbed one. They also explained the whole story to He Ping, and obtained He Ping's forgiveness, and successfully invited He Ping. In addition, it was just dawn, so everyone was in a state of extreme relaxation. They were waiting for He Ping to get on the car, and then left together, and found an opportunity to interrogate the captured Winged Man warrior. Who could have thought that the real killer move would come at this time.

Seeing He Ping's chest, everyone's hearts were cold. The god's order was an invitation. They had already adopted a not-so-glorious approach because of the relationship between the camps. Now that the person has just been invited, he was killed and unable to protect him successfully. Such a mistake is huge. There is no doubt that all of them will be deprived of the warrior qualifications. If they are not well done, they may be sent to some places where there is no light to be punished.

"Shadow Clan Assassin! No!" Lilith reacted first, pointed the staff in her hand at He Ping, and threw an instant healing technique first. Although being hit by the shadow of the shadow clan assassin's chest basically means that there is no help. Moreover, Lilith is an auxiliary mage, not a healing mage, but now she can only be a living horse, hold her life first, and think of other ways. Lilith did not let the shadow clan assassin go. After healing, the imprisonment technique was taken, which was her major area.

But the results were not very good, either the healing technique or the imprisonment technique. A layer of shield appeared all over the Shadow Clan assassin. Whether it was the healing technique aimed at He Ping or the imprisonment technique aimed at himself, they were all blocked by the shield. Obviously, the two spells that Lilith took in urgent moments were very average and were not enough to penetrate the shield, but if it delayed for too long, He Ping would be really helpless!

A strange smile appeared on the hazy face of the Shadow Clan assassin, and his deep eyes seemed to reveal joy. Although only one of his subordinates died and were captured, it didn't matter. As long as the killing mission was completed, the shadow attack of the Shadow Clan was not a simple attack, it was a talent attack that only the Shadow Clan could complete. As long as it hits the opponent, the power of shadow will invade the opponent's body. Just like now, He Ping, who is in front of the Shadow Clan assassin, has no breath of life and has become a corpse!

"So that's it, it turns out that this is the feeling of death." But the next moment, the smile of the Shadow Clan Assassin froze. He actually heard He Ping, who had been hit by a shadow in front of him, was talking in the chest. There was no sign of life. His perception was not wrong. He Ping in front of him was indeed no longer alive. He was already a corpse. It could not be still seriously injured, nor could it be an illusion!

At this time, the shadow clan assassin noticed that although his dagger stabbed into He Ping's chest, no even a drop of blood flowed out from the wound. Of course, this was abnormal. The power of shadow invaded the other party's body, but it did not affect the flow of blood. If it pierced the heart, it should be a blood splash. But now, except for He Ping's perception, he was already a dead person, no matter He Ping's voice or the reality of not bleeding, it was greatly beyond his expectations.
Chapter completed!