Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 233 Learning
The sun was shining brightly in the sky, but the cruel cold wind dispelled the warmth of this bright light, making people feel no warmth at all.

What's more, it is still the end of the year, and the cold wave is gathering in the sea of ​​​​Neverwinter, and then climbing over the rolling Great Sword Scar Mountain Range, it is about to cover the Emerald Field with frost and snow.

Two ogre guards stood lazily on the sentry tower, from time to time, they used their condescending gaze to survey the vast expanse of land vigilantly.

Their upper bodies are covered with rough metal armor that can't even shine in the sun. The shoulder pads and iron wrist guards are also inlaid with spikes. The lower body is a pair of trousers made of animal skins. Ugly maces and iron spiked shields, fat figures dangling in the sun.

The crude sentry tower is built with rough stone mixed with rammed earth, and then covered with a layer of thatch on the top to protect it from wind and rain.

"The warriors of the Boneshatter Ogre tribe hate standing guard."

An ogre guard muttered, first glanced at his conscientious companion, then sat down casually, leaned his fat body against the stone wall, and secretly took out a string of various teeth connected in series. necklace, tossing it in his hand with a smirk on his face.

Another vigilant ogre guard seemed to find the rough armor awkward, his fat body writhing like a little girl.

The ogre guard finally couldn't bear this painful torture, dropped his weapon on the ground, and began to dismantle the rough armor he was wearing.

When he noticed that the sharp-edged casting traces on the armor lining had not been polished and rounded, his simple mind understood why the armor he was wearing was so awkward and uncomfortable.

"boom!"

The ogre guard angrily threw the rough metal armor onto the stone wall, and the heavy armor directly cracked a corner of the stone wall, rubbing out dazzling sparks.

"Damn kobold bastards! You fucking cut corners!" Then the ogre guard couldn't help cursing in a low voice, his voice was like a big ball of cotton stuffed in his throat.

Then he turned around and walked down the sentry tower, ready to trouble the kobolds, when suddenly the ogre guard noticed a black shadow appearing in the wilderness to the north, approaching at a moderate speed.

"Idiot! The enemy is coming!" The ogre guard who reacted immediately slapped his companion who was sitting on the ground and giggling like a cattail fan.

At the same time, he quickly picked up the mace and shield on the ground, and watched the approaching figure vigilantly with his big eyes.

"It's a half-elf!" The smirking ogre hurriedly stuffed the terrifying tooth necklace into his pants, and looked towards the direction of the wilderness.

When he saw the appearance of the person, a look of excitement appeared on his ugly face, and then subconsciously licked his chapped lips, revealing a mouthful of ferocious big yellow teeth.

"As long as there are thin-skinned and tender enemies, no matter how many there are, you must report to the leader immediately, and hurry up!" The ogre, who had taken off his armor, kicked his drooling companion and reminded.

"Oh!" The ogre who reacted immediately nodded, twisted his fat body and ran to the town to report the situation.

"Listen, half-elves ahead, this is the territory of Horn Town. If you dare to go one step further, the brilliant spells of the leader of the Boneshatter Ogre will let you taste the fear of death." The ogre wizard who arrived growled at the half-elf who appeared not far away.

"I'm a half-elf ranger from Upper Falls Town, Thorne. I'm here to find your lord, goblin wizard Malvisa, please inform me." The half-elf ranger standing in the sun was blown tightly by the cold wind. said the hunting cloak.

"Bastard! You dare to call the name of the greatest goblin queen in Horn Town. Half-elf bastard, don't hurry up and apologize, or Neil Gao, the leader of the Bonecrusher Ogre tribe, will let you taste it." The pain of being ravaged by flames."

As if the ogre wizard who had been touched snarled angrily at the half-elf ranger, dangerous fluctuations of magic power quickly appeared in the palm of the cattail leaf fan, and a dark red fireball gradually began to take shape.

"call out!"

As soon as the ogre wizard's words fell, an arrow with jumping arcs and light orange flames tore through the air, and precisely grazed the ogre wizard's palm, and the condensed magical energy also collapsed and dissipated in the air .

"Why are there so many nonsense, hurry up and report." Thorne, holding a composite longbow, glanced coldly at the dog-licking ogre wizard, and took off the hood covering his face.

It has been five days since Mara Worshipers held the 'Deer Feast', and after recovering from his injuries, he received a reward from Alvy in Shuangta Town, and came here non-stop.

The reason for coming here is mainly to learn the training methods of "lifting Qi" and "whirlwind attack" from the orc sword master.

As for the Temple of Melikai, he did not go there, but used the summoned animal companions to briefly tell the two harper members of the temple about the experience of the mission, expressing that he had successfully completed their commission and reassuring them.

"It's you?" The ogre wizard saw the ranger's face clearly, and immediately recognized the other's identity, then his eyes shrank, and he suppressed the anger in his heart, and said to the ogre guarding the gate: "Quickly open the city gate!" !"

"Rumble!"

The heavy stone gate rose slowly. Seeing this, Thorne glanced at the situation in the town, and walked in without hesitation.

The territory of Horn Town is not as flat as Twilight Town, nor is it built on the mountainside like Iron Horse Town. Its terrain looks more like a city wall built with simple and rough stones Surrounded by hills.

After entering the town, you can find that there are not many rows of relatively exquisite stone houses and dense animal skin tents at the bottom of the hillside.

On the mountainside, there are various caves dug by goblins or kobolds. Through the gaps in the sparse bushes, you can see the figures of goblin kobolds coming out of the caves from time to time.

Thorne didn't care about the curious eyes of various humanoid creatures. He walked silently on the wide gravel-paved road alone, observing all kinds of weird things in the town.

A troll with a bare upper body lay his whole body on a big rock, his eyes slightly closed, and he felt very comfortable, because two gray goblins on his back were cleaning the green moss covering him with their small claws.

The simple and honest ogre pushed a cart full of chattering little goblins, raising a nauseating wind, and walked past him.

The sharp-toothed little goblin stood under a big tree with his hands on his hips, chattering and reprimanding a troll whose waist was so bent that its head was almost touching the ground.

A group of kobolds with baskets on their backs and mining picks in their hands were chased by an ogre like ducks with a whip to a cave halfway up the mountain.

……

"How is it? Horn Town is okay, Mr. Ranger." At this time, Malvisa, a goblin wizard in a gray wizard robe and a black pointed hat, floated in front of Thorn without a sound, and with his After maintaining the height of the body, he raised his light red eyes and said slowly.

Thorne glanced at the floating disc under the opponent's feet, and immediately knew the reason why she was able to float in mid-air.

The second-ring spell "Tan Sen Floating Disc Technique" is indeed very suitable for walking or rushing for the light body of the goblin race.

"Not bad, here let me see the other side of the evil humanoids." Thorn echoed as he walked.

"No matter where they are, as long as they are intelligent races, they all have good and evil, but they have not been guided out. It's like there are no such praise words as 'good' and 'beautiful' in the goblin dictionary." Goblin wizard Mal Weisha raised the brim of her hat a little bit and said with a smile.

In the past, when Thorn talked with the goblin wizard, the other party was riding a calf-sized warg, his face was covered by a pointed hat, and he could only see the light red light shining under the shadow of the brim of the hat.

Now, the other party used the second-ring spell to be flush with his body, and raised the brim of the hat a bit, so that he could now easily see the other party's appearance.

Looking at the delicate face of the goblin wizard and the faint smile on the corner of his mouth, the words 'pretty' suddenly popped into the mind of the half-elf ranger.

At the same time, I was a little confused about what happened to me recently. The figure of a sorceress appeared in my mind, which was not a problem. After all, she was born beautiful, and everyone has a love for beauty, but if the goblin has a beautiful face, then the problem is a bit serious.

Immediately afterwards, Thorne subconsciously shifted his gaze to another goblin passing by, and he was relieved, thinking to himself: So my aesthetic view has not been distorted.

"Then do any of the goblins you cultivated have the potential to become wizards?" Thorne looked embarrassed, and quickly changed the subject.

"It's hard." The goblin wizard shook his head slightly, sighed and said, "If a goblin wants to become a wizard successfully, the intelligence attribute must reach at least 12 points, and the goblin who can advance to the extraordinary rank must have at least 16 points of intelligence attribute. The reproductive ability of the goblin race is very strong, but the chances of high-intelligence goblins being born are still very low, after all, the potential of the race lies there."

"That's true." Thorn nodded slightly, looked at a very spiritual goblin walking past, and continued: "It seems that you have already found a way to deal with it."

"I'm trying." Malvisa smiled and pointed to a few little goblins playing on the uphill not far away, and said:

"I think that the higher the intelligence attribute of goblins, the easier it is for the offspring to produce high intelligence attributes. A batch has been planted. When these little goblins grow up, the answer will naturally be revealed."

"You have an elite template, the intelligence attribute should be very high, why..."

Thorn, who was about to express his thoughts, suddenly noticed the other party's unkind red eyes staring at him coldly, and immediately realized his gaffe, and quickly shut up honestly.

"The camp in front is where the orcs live. You can go there by yourself." It seems that because of Thorne's slip of the tongue just now, the tone of the goblin wizard Malvisa seemed a little cold, and then reminded Thorne a little dignifiedly. road:

"Blindly using experience points and practice points to improve strength is easily affected by the chaotic will to kill. So this system is not only a convenience for us, but also a constraint. In short, you should carefully consider it."

What she said should be to combine the cultivation of the state of mind with each other. Otherwise, when the strength gradually becomes stronger, it is easy to cause confusion of will and loss of self due to unstable state of mind.

Thorne pondered for a moment, and probably understood what the other party meant.

In this world, the growth of a person's strength can be roughly divided into four stages, namely: extraordinary level, hero level, exemplary way, and destiny legend.

It is said that when a person reaches the level of a hero, a great destiny from the will of the world begins to loom before your eyes. If you grasp this path of destiny that belongs to you, then you will be far away from the exemplary way. It's not far away, if you can embark on this path and start to move forward slowly, it means that you have successfully stepped into the legendary path of Destiny.

The comprehension of this state of mind is not something that can be improved by simply upgrading.

In other words, in this multiverse, every strong person who reaches the Legend of Destiny is unique, because not only has their state of mind been qualitatively sublimated, but they have also found their own path.

No wonder the other party reminded him that it is best to maintain the most perfect advanced stage. I am afraid that in this perfect advanced stage task, there must be improvement and cultivation of the state of mind.

Thorne glanced at the goblin wizard, and sincerely thanked him: "Thank you for your reminder, I already understand how to go on in the future."

"It's good if you understand, then I won't send you off, go there by yourself." After the goblin wizard Malvisa finished speaking, the figure who was about to leave suddenly paused again, pondered for a moment, and said to her with emotion. Thorne said:

"Do you want to know why I chose the goblin race? Because I want the name of the goblin race on the mainland to change from a goblin to a goblin.

The difference of one word is a world of difference.However, I like the high level of challenge.That's all. "

"It's a crazy ideal, I wish you success." Thorne glanced at the back of the other party, muttered to himself, and then walked towards the orc settlement.

The people of Bugle Town really cared about the placement of these more than 200 orc players, and specially divided a territory the size of a village for them.

Brand new wooden buildings rose from the ground, and there were many kobolds, goblins and orc players, busy on those unfinished houses.

The original flickering confusion of these orc players has long since disappeared after experiencing multiple disasters and seeing new hope, and what they get in exchange is a burst of strong belief.

Thorn walked in this small village belonging to the orc players. Most people who knew him would be surprised when they saw him coming. Obviously, they were very surprised by the arrival of this half-elf ranger.

Then he greeted him very politely, and Thorne nodded one by one. When he found out where the orc sword master lived, he stopped wasting time and walked over quickly.

"Boom!"

The rushing emerald river flowed through the valley, and on a flat boulder, a burly figure with his upper body naked sat cross-legged against the biting cold wind, motionless except for the slight heaving of his chest.

Juggernaut is a melee profession that specializes in mind, skill, body, and will. It is a profession that relies on mental training to gradually improve one's strength, and many Juggernauts will learn the meditation of monks (Zen Sitting).

A monk can use his own inner perception of energy of energy, through continuous practice, to increase the intensity of energy of energy, and then use it to strengthen his own body to obtain various powerful supernatural abilities, spell resistance and the strongest willpower.

Juggernauts are more extreme. They use the power of Qi to stimulate the strongest destructive power, and then guide this power into weapons.

Slashing with a sword, the fierce sword attack can easily shatter even the wizard's protective barrier. This is the so-called: Qi Lifting Slash!

Thorne's qi energy is transformed into flames, shadows, and the energy of the defensive spirit and soul of the Steel Soul School to deal with various sudden situations.

So in order to enhance his own strength, he wants to learn how the sword master uses the energy of qi, and how the monk uses this energy to strengthen himself.

He already knew almost the monk's practice methods, and he knew what to do next.Only Juggernaut's "Qi Lifting Slash" has been tried many times, but he still can't get started. This is the main reason why he came here.

When Thorne got close to a certain range, he was immediately noticed by the orc swordsman Kutaig with keen intuition. He suddenly opened his sharp eyes and turned to look around while clenching the sharp blade in his hand.

"It's you!" Seeing Thorn's figure, Kutaige couldn't help saying in surprise, and then he held a sword in one hand, and saluted him respectfully with the other hand touching his chest.

"That's right." Thorn nodded and said, "I told you before, I will come here to ask you about the practice methods of the specialties of "Qi Boosting Slash" and "Whirlwind Attack". "

"No problem." The orc sword master answered very readily, and then he clenched his long sword tightly, his sharp eyes burst out with endless fighting intent.

"Then let's start." Thorne drew out his long sword to slay the demon, and nodded with a smile. He likes dealing with such straightforward people the most.

……

The month at the end of the year, the 31st.

The strong new wind swayed the bare old tree's twigs, screaming like beasts, and the snow on the ground was swept up and mixed with the snowflakes flying in the air, overwhelming and creepy.

"Boom!"

The emerald river rushes through the rugged valley. On a large flat rock, a snow-covered figure sits quietly cross-legged, except for his slightly floating chest, motionless.

Suddenly, the snow-covered figure floated for a moment, then slowly got up, and the snow covering his whole body slipped from the thin linen clothes one after another.

"Finally...it's snowing."

Standing barefoot on the icy rock in a thin cloth, Thorne glanced at the rushing emerald river, looked up at the snowflake-flying sky, and uttered three words tremblingly from his black-blue lips.

Ever since he came to Bugle Town, he has put away all his equipment and has always been dressed in such a thin suit.During the day, he followed the Orc Juggernaut to practice skills related to the specialties of "Qi Lifting Slash" and "Whirlwind Attack".

When night fell, he sat cross-legged here, his thin body whistling against the bitter cold wind, and when he was about to be unable to bear it, he activated the steel soul faction's counter skill "Spiritual Body Protection" to dispel all the cold air in his body, Then continue to endure, then disperse, and bear again, and so on, until today.

This is a kind of ascetic practice of monks, and it is also the way for the sword master to cultivate his state of mind, and it is also the fastest way for him to improve his "Qi Refining Technique".

And it's the best way to exercise your willpower.

He possesses the undying evil of the Balor, albeit temporarily suppressed and fully absorbed by him.But he knew very well in his heart that as the level of "Demon Power" gradually increased, this chaotic will would come again in a certain period of time.

Therefore, he needs a strong will!

A strong will is honed and accumulated little by little over time. A person's will will not change just because of your decision.

It grows up with the precipitation of the years when you persevere, and this kind of will cannot be exchanged for practice points and experience points.

The reason why monks have the strongest willpower is because the way they exercise themselves is more extreme, and they use the most difficult way to tap their potential.

"I have already sensed the breakthrough opportunity of "Qi Refining Technique", but I have completely adapted to the cold here, and I can't improve anything if I stay like this. Let's go back to Waterfall Town first." Thorn glanced at the personal information he had just obtained. Expertise, whispered inwardly.

[Low-level cold resistance (personal specialty): In the process of fighting against the cold wind, I gradually adapted to this environment.Therefore, as long as it is a cold environment above minus twenty degrees, it will not cause any harm to you.At the same time, when you receive any spell with cold effect, the damage will be reduced by 2 points. 】

This is the main reason why he wants to leave here.

……

Now, he has fully mastered the skills of the "Qi Boosting Slash" and "Whirlwind Attack" specialties, and it is only a matter of time before they can be turned into skills on the panel.Moreover, the environment here did not significantly improve his practice, so he felt that it was time to leave Bugle Town.

Afterwards, Thorne used his stiff arms to take out a bottle of advanced healing potion and advanced vitality potion from the dimensional bag, and drank them at the same time.

These potions were all equipped with him after he experienced the battle of the Barren Skull Mountain Range.Although the price is expensive, this kind of potion that can save lives at a critical moment, as long as he has money, he will never be short of money.

After taking two bottles of potions, a wave of heat spread to his whole body, his blue arms, cheeks, feet and the ubiquitous chill inside his body were all dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

——"Second Ring Divine Art: Level [-] Natural Ally Summoning Art!"

Thorn, who had fully recovered his mental state, saw a faint light flash from the wooden holy emblem in his hand, and a eagle horse stepped out from the light of the magic circle, carrying him and disappearing into the boundless snow.

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(End of this chapter)