Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 184 Goblin Wizard
Outside the Forest of Tranquility, the air after the scuffle was filled with a disgusting smell of blood. The corpses of all kinds of goblins were scattered all over the ground. There were bursts of terrifying screams.

"Hey, are you okay? If you are angry, just make a sound. Why do you look like a dead man?"

When Thorn passed by the war troll with a long sword in his hand, he glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and found that the other was lying motionless on the ground, and his eyes seemed dull and lifeless, so he walked up to him and kicked him and asked.

"Arms and thighs haven't grown yet, wait for a few minutes." The war troll Kehan ​​showed a wry smile on his green face, shook his half-grown left arm, and supported his body with the other arm sat up and said.

"I have a troll friend who chose the troll race because he liked the troll's super high physical attributes and can avoid suffering from illness. So why did you choose the troll in the first place?"

Thorn, who was about to leave, paused for a moment, and suddenly remembered that the troll Trundle once said why he chose the troll race. Looking at Cohendo's ugly face, he couldn't help asking curiously.

"..." Noticing Thorne's curious gaze, Kehan ​​was embarrassed for a moment with a green face, and finally sighed slightly, and said slowly: "To tell you the truth, it was a complete accident to choose the war troll. In fact, I prefer I like high elves."

"I would like to hear more about it." There was a trace of surprise in Thorne's expression, and he glanced at the kobold and his troll men who were cleaning the battlefield, and became interested.

"Actually, I am a race experiencer. In the first year of this game, I have tried many races. I originally planned to study the regeneration characteristics of the troll race. Who would have thought that just after creating a character, it would happen Unexpected." The war troll Kehanduo rubbed his messy hair and said somewhat depressed.

"Then what race have you chosen?" Thorne sat on the ground, stood the long sword in front of him, and chatted with Kohando.

"The other surface races are not very interesting. The only impressive ones are the dragon race and the abyssal demons." Kehan ​​thought for a while and recalled:
"The first race I chose was the dragon race, but what is frustrating is that the special race can only choose a random place of birth, which caused me to appear near a warlock family. When I hatched from the eggshell, it didn't take long. He was arrested by the members of the Warlock family, and the patriarch of the Warlock family put a restriction on his body, and then he was given food and drink by them. Obviously, this is the plan for raising young dragons prepared by the Warlock family."

"What about the abyss demon?" After hearing the other party's words, Thorne was not surprised, and continued to ask.

He has heard people tell about the tragic experience of the giant dragon family.

These people who choose giant dragons all have one thing in common, that is, their lives are quite miserable. After they hatched from the eggshells, they did not grow up under the protection of any powerful giant dragons, and they could only rely on themselves. If you lose your life or are captured by someone with a heart, and want to quickly upgrade your level, the first thing you need to face is a huge amount of experience punishment.

The only advantage is that even if you don’t need to farm monsters and level up, your own strength will slowly improve with the passage of time. If you can really survive for more than 1000 years, then congratulations, a powerful ancient dragon has successfully entered the account .

Although there were not many players who chose the dragon clan at the beginning, Thorne believed that in a dark corner of this continent, there would definitely be some dragon clan players alive.

"People who choose abyssal demons will be in the form of the weakest abyssal larvae when they first enter the game, and then they will continue to kill each other. As the level increases, they can continue to evolve into various strange shapes. Fast, but too cruel, I guess there must be very few people who persevere."

After thinking about it for a while, a trace of fear appeared on Kehan's face: "I only stayed in the bottomless abyss for a week, and my will was affected by the chaotic atmosphere there, and my personality in the real world began to become a little irritable and irritable. So the demon race is really not something that ordinary people can persevere."

It was the first time Thorn had heard of the abyssal demons being able to affect their own personality, but when he recalled the tiefling variant players in Stallman Town, he immediately figured it out.

Afterwards, Thorn had a brief chat with the war troll Kohando, then got up and walked towards Yas.

As for Kohando, the war troll in Horn Town, he had only heard of the opponent's reckless fighting methods at the beginning, but when he saw it today, he really deserved his reputation. He was not only ruthless to the enemy, but also ruthless to himself.

Through today's battle, Thorne has a rough judgment on his strength. If there is a conflict in the future, it will be very easy for him now to deal with it.

After all, the fire moves of the Desert Wind Sect have a strong restrictive effect on the regeneration ability of the troll. The most correct way for the opponent to see him is to hide away.

In the battle just now, the war troll seemed to be extremely fierce. The violent blow of the two-handed giant sword instantly knocked the hobgoblin commander into a state of incapacity, but Thorne could see that the growth of this race was not so balanced.

In addition to the relatively prominent strength and physique attributes and abnormal recovery ability, there are still many shortcomings.

At least when facing the magical attack of the hobgoblin priest, from his panicked expression, it can be seen that Kohando has no way to deal with it, but can only dodge in embarrassment.

So Thorne always believes that among all races, regardless of strength or weakness, the one with the most balanced attributes and racial characteristics is the most suitable for all-round development. It is the half-elf race that inherits the advantages of both humans and elves, because this is a race without A race with obvious disadvantages and no obvious advantages.

As powerful as a giant dragon, they can only hide in places where no one notices and develop wretchedly. Although the demon players in the bottomless abyss increase their level the fastest, their personalities will definitely be greatly affected, and their final fate may change. Become a true chaotic evil demon.

Of course, for those who like to go to extremes, these races do fit their character well.

However, it turns out that the brain circuits of the vast majority of people are still normal, and those who choose weird races only account for a very small proportion.

However, no one expected that accidents would happen. When everyone integrated into this world, those who chose extreme races used their extreme racial characteristics to survive better than ordinary races. This is absolutely incredible. Thought-of.

If they can really overcome their own racial defects, and then use their built-in upgrade function to continuously improve, it is not impossible to break out a world in this different world.

For example, the weakest goblin race, if there is a goblin who has reached the legend of destiny in the goblin race, then he is very likely to become the object of worship of all the goblins in the material world, and will surrender to him, even by chance. It is not impossible to become the main god of goblins by fulfilling the conditions of the Conferred God Ceremony.

The patron saint of goblins, Magrubie the Mighty, is not actually the main god of these little goblins. The goblins are not worshiped out of respect and love like their cousin hobgoblins. They are purely fearful, fearing the endless tyranny of the mighty ones .

In the goblin race in the main material world, there are occasionally a few goblin spellcasters in the huge population, but it is very rare for goblins who have advanced to extraordinary professionals to appear.

At least in the vast emerald field, Thorne has never encountered a single one, and it is difficult to take the first step, let alone the Legend of Destiny, which is a mountain that they cannot cross at all.

Even if the player has the upgrade function, if he wants to rely on the appalling racial characteristics of goblins to complete difficult advanced tasks, it is as difficult as reaching the sky, and it is not an exaggeration to express it in Arabian Nights.

But what makes Thorn puzzled is that there is such a goblin player in Horn Town. Before the conflict between Fallstown and Horn Town, the two had met several times. The goblin wizard gave him It felt very strange, and made him really suspect that the other party was probably going for this lofty ideal.

After thinking about it, Thorne stopped thinking about the puzzling problem of goblins, because time will tell whether it will be successful or not.

The battle is over, and the hobgoblin Hruk's threat to the fleeing orcs has been successfully eliminated, so what they need to do now is to rush back to Fallshang Town as soon as possible, and discuss how to resettle them safely.

The lower town of Pushang Town belongs to the settlement of players, but the upper town is the territory of half-elves, and the orcs themselves are symbols of evil and chaos, and they belong to a race that good civilizations can get rid of quickly.

With the current stalemate between the lower city and the upper city, even Thorne can't guarantee with full confidence that these orcs really live in the lower city. The half-elves in the upper city will remain indifferent, and conflicts may even break out.

At this moment, after he carefully recalled the process of rescuing these orcs in the arena and guiding them to Fallstown, Thorne realized that he was indeed a little impulsive and ill-considered.

Now that the problem was in front of him, he could only find a way to solve it.

"I haven't seen you for half a year, and your personality hasn't changed much. You still like to mess around so much." Yas noticed Thorne who was walking over, went up and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile.

"It's not reckless, it's a kind of confidence in one's own strength." Thorn raised his head and glanced at Yas and Sarn, and retorted.

From the moment the hobgoblin commander confidently turned his head back and said harsh words, everyone invariably had the idea of ​​keeping him here, but did not consider the hobgoblin priest who was too far away.

Therefore, the people in Horn Town were very dissatisfied when they saw Thorn suddenly act without authorization during the battle, but seeing Thorn kill the hobgoblin priest alone, and the hobgoblin commander also succeeded in killing him, this kind of inner dissatisfaction was also felt. It turned into admiration for Thorne's strength.

"Let's go." Thorne glanced at a group of trolls and kobolds arranging the spoils not far away, and waved to the two.

"Wait a moment!"

The three of them had just walked a few steps when Sailu, the tiger ranger who noticed the movement, immediately ran over and called to stop them.

"You should know the situation in Fallstown very well, so it's useless for you to tell me about this kind of thing. You should go to Torvi and Carlos."

Thorne guessed the purpose of the other party's visit, first glanced at Yas who was treating him coldly, then looked calmly at Seru who rushed over, and said.

"Although the few words of rubbish that the hobgoblin commander said before he died were ugly, we have to take it seriously." Sairu the tiger didn't care about Thorne's indifference, but pointed to the quiet place. Sen, with a slightly dignified expression, said:
"What we just dealt with was just the army configuration of a hobgoblin commander. Compared with the legion master and hobgoblin leader, do you think we can withstand their attacking pace?"

"Does this have something to do with me?" Although Thorn realized the seriousness of the hobgoblin's problem, he was still unmoved: "I'm just a loner, so you found the wrong person."

"Well, let me tell you the truth, Torvi and Carlos refused to meet us at all." Sairu the tiger said the truth with some helplessness:

"That's why I decided to start with you after I saw you appear. After all, you belong to a third-party force in Fallstown, and your own strength is still higher than that lunatic Albert, so your words won't be final. , at least we can persuade the two lords to come out and talk."

"Your news from Bugle Town is really sensitive." After listening to Seru's words, Thorne sneered, then stood in place and pondered for a moment, looking directly at the tiger-man Sairu with sharp eyes:
"Although the distance between Horn Town and Fallshang Town is very close, judging from the terrain of both sides, even if the Hobgoblin Hruk chooses to attack, he will attack Fallshang Town first, but you seem to be closer than Fallshang Town Be anxious, this makes me wonder if there are other purposes in your Horn Town."

"I knew that you people had no good intentions. You are indeed a group of beasts whose souls succumbed to their blood. You are more hateful than the humanoid creatures in the wilderness!" Yas, who was standing next to Thorn, noticed the change of the tiger man Sairu. expression, said coldly.

"Yas, we came to Bugle Town with sincerity, don't hurt people with bad words." As if being told about pain, the tiger Sailu suppressed his inner anger and roared in a low voice.

"Abusive language hurts people?" Yas sneered disdainfully: "A group of beasts can still tell that this is abusive language?"

"Zheng!"

"You're courting death!" Sailu the tiger man pulled out the curved sword hanging from his waist, stared at Yas with bloodshot eyes, and angrily shouted.

"Finally revealed my true colors, how can I still be afraid of your failure!" Ya Si said without showing any weakness, gripping the rune sword tightly.

"Stop!" The war troll Kohando, who had just recovered, noticed the conflict that was about to break out, and his expression changed. He immediately ran over to stop the two people, grabbed the arm of the tiger Sailu holding the knife, and said to him Crazy wink.

"Don't be impulsive, Yas." At the same time, Thorne also took the opportunity to pull Yas aside, then looked at Kohando and said: "You Horn Town is so keen on forming an alliance with Fallstown, you must have other purposes. If it’s convenient, let’s talk, if it’s not convenient, we’ll leave.”

Although the people of Bugle Town are a group of ugly humanoid creatures, as human souls, they are most taboo about their appearance being used as a joke.

Yas's taunt just now undoubtedly trampled on their deepest wounds, and sprinkled a handful of edible salt mixed with chili, but the other party could still forcefully maintain their sanity, which made Thorne have to Curious about what happened in Clarion Town.

"Let me talk about it." The war troll Kohando was about to explain, when suddenly a slightly melancholy word floated over with the howling cold wind, echoing in everyone's ears.

Everyone heard the words and immediately turned to look in the direction of the sound.

"It's her? Malvisa, the goblin wizard." Noticing the identity of the visitor, Thorne's expression flashed with surprise.

At a distance of about 500 meters, a goblin wizard dressed in a gray wizard robe and a black pointed hat rode a warg, accompanied by two bear goblins, and walked slowly in front of the crowd.

The long and narrow scarlet eyes of the goblin wizard glanced at everyone, and locked them on the tiger man Sailu: "Sailu, your hostility is still too strong, be careful of the backlash of the full moon night."

The tiger Sailu was startled, and hurriedly put away the machete, bowed slightly to salute the goblin wizard, distanced himself from Yas, and obediently stepped aside.

The war troll Kohando also followed Sailu, and the kobold warlock Eugene, who was resting on the ground not far away, saw the goblin wizard and flew over with his small leather wings.

Immediately afterwards, Malvisa, the goblin wizard, shifted her gaze to Thorn who was not far away, her expression flashed with surprise, and then she smiled slightly: "Long time no see, half-elf ranger Thorn, congratulations on your nine Inheritance of the sword."

(End of this chapter)