When Violet is in danger, he doesn't hesitate to help her. It's his emotions that fear her being hurt, and his will that drives him to protect her.

Only such fervent emotions can truly be called what one desires.

Do we really need to use tests to verify this? Don't be ridiculous. We may not know what we want, but we definitely know what we hate.

Murder is definitely something to hate!

Did I lose my mind to do something I hate?

As for the values ​​I used to restrain myself, I can't find anything better for the time being, so since I don't dislike them, I'll just make do with them for now.

"Stop, woof woof." Seeing dozens of his men dead, the kobold leader finally couldn't hold back any longer. "Let me deal with him, woof woof."

The kobolds immediately stopped what they were doing and retreated.

Is it finally here? Wu Yu thought to himself with relief.

The reason Wu Yu didn't immediately go to fight the kobold leader was because he was afraid that the leader would simply run away.

Wu Yu was very confident in his attack power, but he was also well aware of his own speed; when he ran, he was only at the level of a normal third-tier superhuman.

Wu Yu didn't know the strength of the kobold leader; it might be third-tier or fourth-tier, but in any case, with its physique superior to that of humans, Wu Yu would definitely not be able to catch up if the kobold leader escaped.

That's why Wu Yu risked his life by deliberately entering the kobolds' encirclement.

Wu Yu was well aware of the nature of these bosses; their subordinates were merely pawns used to test the enemy.

Wu Yu had done this kind of thing a lot back in the day. As a top player in the game, he naturally had many people who wanted to challenge him. At this point, Wu Yu would usually say, "You have to beat my little brother first before I'll fight you."

If the opponent is weak, Wu Yu will personally go in and crush them. If the opponent is strong, Wu Yu will arrange a match time with them and then send some henchmen to kill people and loot equipment in the wild. Without the support of equipment, no matter how skilled the opponent is, Wu Yu can teach them a lesson with a single heavy strike.

A lone wolf wants to challenge the guild leader? Dream on! Even if I agreed, the thousands of brothers behind me wouldn't allow it.

Having understood the mindset of the kobold leader, Wu Yu this time turned the tables and used the opponent's advantages against him.

Don't be fooled by Wu Yu's seemingly unstoppable mowing down of enemies; he relied entirely on the advantage of his weapon. His actual speed and strength were only at the level of an ordinary third-tier demon. Demons are inherently a race with volatile tempers, and they will launch attacks without fear as long as they feel they have a chance.

"Die, woof woof!" the kobold leader roared as he charged toward Wu Yu.

Wielding his spiked club, the kobold leader launched a sweeping attack from three meters away from Wu Yu.

The kobold was not very intelligent, but his combat wisdom as a leader was not bad. He also realized that Wu Yu's Yuan An was quite powerful, so he took advantage of his length and strength to try to kill Wu Yu from a distance.

Unfortunately, all clever tricks are meaningless in the face of an absolute power gap.

Wu Yu pushed off with his feet, leaping five meters into the air before swinging his sword at the kobold leader.

[Blood Slaughter - Severed Limbs]

The blood in his body was rapidly drawn and then gathered on the sword. The sword then became an extension of Wu Yu's body. Following the trajectory of the blood blade, it successfully connected with the blood of the kobold leader and released it from the inside out, easily cutting a section open on his body.

Watching Wu Yu's body fly into the air, he was a sitting duck with nowhere to grab onto. He secretly rejoiced at the victory in this battle, but suddenly he felt his head getting heavier and heavier, and things gradually receded in his eyes until finally crashing heavily to the ground.

The headless body crashed to the ground, but Wu Yu frowned in displeasure. Having leaped into the air, he was unable to dodge any further, and the blood spurting from his neck inevitably stained his body.

It seemed the clothes were ruined, and the impoverished Wu Yu felt his heart bleeding.

There was no other way; to kill an enemy of the same level in one hit, I had to rely on the system's skills. If I wasn't afraid he would escape, I wouldn't be in such a sorry state.

Wu Yu's face was a little pale. Even though he had an extraordinary physique, he was still feeling unwell from losing too much blood. He used to feel that this kind of percentage-based blood-draining skill was quite profitable, but now that his strength had increased, he felt like he was losing out big time.

"Run! Woof woof!" When the other kobolds saw their leader was dead, they scattered like monkeys falling from a tree, all fleeing in terror.

"Stop right now if you don't want to die!" Wu Yu warned in the kobold language, while simultaneously pulling out his staff and beginning to chant.

"Combustion - Compression" [Fireball]

Wu Yu hurled a blazing fireball at the kobold who had run the furthest away.

"Awooo!" The flames engulfed his body, and the kobold let out a miserable howl. After struggling for a long time, he was finally burned to a crisp.

As one of Wu Yu's few ranged attacks, Fireball is quite effective at dealing with these Tier 1 minions.

Wu Yu's act of making an example of someone had a significant effect. After their leader died, the kobolds, who had already become a disorganized mob, knew they couldn't escape and knelt down, begging Wu Yu for their lives.

"My lord, please spare us."

"Submit to me, and I may spare you for now," Wu Yu announced.

"Yes, sir!" the remaining kobolds replied in unison.

Submitting to one strongman after another, having to abandon everything just to survive—this is the tragedy and fate of the weak.

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