Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 136 Half-elf Ranger

"Wait a minute." Thorn, who was on his way, suddenly stopped and said in a deep voice.

"What's the matter?" Andrina noticed Thorne's solemn expression, walked up to him and asked.

"There is a sound of fighting about 500 meters ahead." Thorne pointed to the direction of the source of the sound and said to her.

Although he could vaguely hear large-scale battles in the direction of Pushang Town, the voice came from the opposite direction.

From the sound of weapons colliding, it could be guessed that there were more than a dozen people fighting. The only thing he could be sure of was that there were Jackals involved, and it was more like the Wolfs were chasing and killing someone.

"Should I let my magic pet go over and check it out before making a decision?" Anderina said without thinking.

"No, it's too troublesome to go back and forth. You wait here for a while, and I'll go over and check." Thorne thought for a while and expressed his thoughts.

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Ok?
When Thorne moved his steps, he obviously felt that the corner of the cloak was being pulled, so he turned around and looked suspiciously.

The female sorceress Andelina grabbed his clothes tightly, her beautiful eyes were full of stubbornness and dissatisfaction, and she stared at herself fiercely.

Very familiar eyes.

Because he had it before, Thorne was in a daze.

It's like returning to the peaceful time of Ranger professional training in Fallstown.

At that time, there was no so-called collective time travel, and playing games was just for leisure and relaxation for their players, and few people would pay attention to difficult jobs.

After all, compared to hard training, enjoying the beautiful scenery in a safe area in the wilderness, or wandering among the people in a civilized settlement, feeling the atmosphere of the high magic world is more pleasant.

Thorne, on the other hand, was contrary to others. In order to become a ranger as soon as possible, he was stubborn and honed his skills in using long swords and longbows, as well as knowledge related to rangers, almost every day in the training ground.

At that time, the ranger mentor tried to snatch the weapon from his hand in order to let him rest earlier, but he was grabbed by him forcefully, and the way he looked at the ranger mentor was very similar to that of a female sorceress.

Immediately Thorne shook his head, with a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, let's go together."

……

Eight gnolls and a half-elf.

Thorne and Anderina hid in the bushes not far away, gently pushing aside the bushes to look in the direction of the fight.

Eight gnolls in simple leather armor and armed with maces and maces were besieging a half-elf ranger.

This half-elf ranger was tightly wrapped in a thick dark green cloak, and he wore a pair of long black leather boots. He held a long steel sword in each hand, which showed that he was a master of two weapons. melee ranger.

Because no equipment similar to a longbow or quiver was found on him.

However, although the sharp blade in this half-elf ranger's hand is called a long sword, it is only a little taller than a short sword. The length of the two fine steel long swords does not exceed one meter.

Even before Thorne arrived, there were already six seriously injured Gnolls lying on the ground or dead, or howling in pain.

But under Thorne's keen insight, he found that the ranger was already a bit powerless.

If he didn't break out and escape, he might really be killed by the jackals.

"Do you know this person?" Andrina asked Thorne.

"As long as it's a ranger from Fallstown, I definitely know it, but I can't tell which one it is." Thorn nodded and shook his head again.

After speaking, she quickly pulled out the long demon-slaying sword hanging from her waist, and prepared to support the half-elf ranger. Seeing Thorne's movement of preparing to attack, the sorceress immediately began to prepare spells.

"Pfft!"

In the battle with the gnoll, during a clash of weapons, the half-elf ranger in front performed another feat with the two swords in his hands, a gust of blood spattered, and another gnoll fell from the sharp blade.

At the same time, the half-elf ranger who opened the gap quickly fled in Thorne's direction.

The moment the half-elf ranger rushed out of the encirclement, a wolf-shaped beast suddenly jumped out of the bushes on the other side.

Almost the whole body of this wolf was covered with snow-white mane, the only fly in the ointment was the conspicuous black hair around its neck, which was very annoying and uncomfortable to watch.

"Ow!"

The white wolf raised its mane all over its body and let out a low growl with its teeth bared at the wolves who were chasing it. Its light blue pupils stared at them coldly, and two gleams of light flashed under the sunlight.

——"Supernatural ability: Breath of ice!"

Immediately afterwards, the white wolf's abdomen rose and fell slightly, and suddenly opened its bloody mouth. The bitter cold wind mixed with the breath of ice quickly enveloped the two wolf men running in the front.

The two fastest gnolls were caught off guard, and their dense dark red manes were covered with hoarfrost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The speed of movement also dropped significantly, and he was directly left behind by a few wolf men chasing behind him.

Seeing that the attack was successful, the white wolf immediately turned around and chased in the direction where the half-elf ranger was escaping.

"A half-breed winter wolf? So it was him?"

Seeing the shaggy white wolf, Thorne immediately confirmed the identity of the half-elf ranger.

——"Desert Wind Sect (Enhanced Skill): Red Lotus Sword!"

So he tightened his grip on the long sword in his hand, and the raging flames danced hotly on the dark red blade.

Then Thorn got up in an instant, jumped up and jumped a distance of more than ten meters, barely blocking the gap between the chasing gnoll and half-elf ranger.

Before Thorne's feet landed on the flaming long sword, Thorne had already drawn a scorching arc.

The edge of the sharp blade mixed with the raging flames, mercilessly cutting through the rough animal skin armor and flesh of the Wolf man, and then took the opportunity to ignite the thick mane.

"Ouch!!!"

Turning into wolf men like fire elements, lying on the ground and rolling wildly, accompanied by the mournful howl echoing in the vast wilderness, they just stood motionless for a moment and let the flames burn.

——"Second Ring Spell: Scorching Ray!"

At the same time, the sorceress Anderina tapped her staff lightly, and two fiery rays of flame dazzled the eyes under the sunlight.

Then, under the guidance of the staff, they accurately hit the two Jackals who had just rushed over after being shrouded in the breath of ice.

Under the scorching heat, the ferocious faces of the two gnolls showed distorted expressions of pain. They immediately dropped the weapons in their hands, covered their burned chests with their hands and struggled symbolically, and ended their painful lives.

After the battle, Thorne put his long sword into its sheath, and was about to say hello to this familiar half-elf ranger, when suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a palm-sized notebook with a black leather surface on the ground.

His face hidden in the hood twitched slightly, and he immediately picked it up.

"The Legendary Ranger Ashmore's Travels", seeing the name on the cover, Thorne was not surprised.

So I turned it to the last page with ease:
It's another sunny day, the damn Gnoll came just in time, it's time to show real skills, watch my future legendary ranger kill the leader of the Gnoll solo.

"Future legendary ranger, your integrity has fallen to the ground." Thorne turned around and took off his hood, stroked his long unkempt hair, and then threw the small book to the half-elf ranger not far away and said with a smile.

The half-elf ranger was preparing words of thanks when he suddenly heard a familiar voice. The somewhat dazed ranger subconsciously caught the black leather notebook thrown by Thorne and looked up.

"Thorn?" Seeing the familiar figure in front of him, the half-elf ranger rubbed his golden eyes vigorously, and then blinked vigorously. When he finally confirmed, he couldn't help exclaiming: "I'm going, it's really true!" It's you, what a surprise!"

Then the half-elf ranger kicked away the half-breed winter wolf who wanted to hug his thigh and act coquettishly, ran to Thorn's side, patted his shoulder hard and smiled, "I thought you would have died in the wilderness long ago."

"It's been a long time since Ashmore, can you tell me why you are here?" Thorne looked at the excited ranger in front of him, without any ups and downs, but asked calmly.

The half-elf ranger in front of him is Ashmo, who is also a player. Unlike Thorne's wood elf bloodline, his elf bloodline comes from gold elves, also known as high elves.

High elves are the most civilized and proud elves in the world of Toril. Elves and arrogance are equal, and it is completely reflected from them, and then spread widely.

Of course, they also have arrogant capital. It is said that the high elves already have a complete space fleet.

These arrogant guys also think that they are the chosen ones of Corellon, the god of elves, and other elves are not as good as themselves in technology, meaning of existence and self-cultivation.

Thorne looked at the half-elf with high elf blood with great interest, waiting for his reply.

(End of this chapter)