Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 303 Sneak Attack
My master?

After hearing the very calm and unwavering words of the ranger in front of him, Sharis, the master swordsman of the drow, looked cold, and slowly got up, staring directly at him with scarlet eyes, with a slight chill in his tone, he paused every word Said: "You are looking down on me!"

Due to the dogma of Lolth, the Spider Queen, most drow cities are dominated by priestesses in matriarchal societies.

In cities that follow the Way of Lolth, the dark elves are usually ruled by a few noble families with a strict bureaucratic system.

But this does not mean that their male drows have no status at all. He used to be a candidate martial art master of the Wan Ruide family, and even the priestesses with a lower status in the family made excessive demands on him. Even if he chooses to refuse directly, the other party will have nothing to do with him.

And now, they have already planned to unite all their compatriots to establish a new noble system in Rezim King City. If successful, he can at least be regarded as the core figure of the fourth natural disaster family.

Therefore, no one is qualified to be his master, and it is simply impossible for him to lick his face to be someone else's boss or servant.

And the surface ranger in front of him, who didn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, actually used such ignorant language to insult him.

This was a naked provocation to him. If he hadn't had some scruples in this salty fish-like bar, his sharp blade would have tasted the opponent's blood long ago, making him understand the fate of arrogance and ignorance.

Does he really think that my polite words just now mean that I am a good-tempered person?Do you really think that because they are all visitors from another world, I will be soft-hearted?
too naive!

If he really had this kind of personality, then he would have lost his life in the fighting martial tower in the city of Rezim.

"I look down on you? I didn't say that. Is it your own humble self-esteem that caused the trouble, or did I inadvertently mention the pain point?"

Thorn's sharp eyes hidden in the hood greeted him without fear, and his tone was still very calm.

As for the compatriots in the Rezim King City, he has actually obtained general information from the sword dancer's friends, and he also has a similar understanding of the nature of drow players.

Lolth, the Spider Queen, is a chaotic and evil deity, and you can count on them to get there.

As for why there is no good character, it is easy to think, because they have already died in conspiracy and backstabbing.

Two years have passed, and those who have been screened out are all vicious and cruel people. Those who don't fit this kind of personality either fled to Lighthouse Town or were eliminated directly.

Therefore, he cannot treat these players with the attitude of a normal person.

"Mr. Ranger, are you challenging my patience? Or are you planning to hide in the lighthouse town for a lifetime." Sharis moved his hand to the hilt of his sword and stared at Thorn coldly.

"No other meaning, if you think you can be the master, then let's sit down and have a good talk."

Thorn didn't care about the opponent's move to draw his sword, but directly pulled out a chair, sat next to the goblin merchant who was tasting wine silently, and said with a faint smile: "Of course, if you don't have this ability, you can Go back honestly and call your manager over."

"Fuck, who is this ranger from the surface, so crazy, doesn't he know who this lunatic Sharis is?"

The Kou Tao fishman removed the silence technique from the table, stared at Thorne who was sitting on the chair with a pair of salamander eyes, rolled his eyeballs a few times, and said to the gray dwarf who was counting silver coins beside him.

"This ranger came with that little girl, probably two big guys who came down from the surface to travel."

After the troll hunter finished speaking, he looked at the sticky oily film on the silver coins, frowned and said, "Salamosaur, look at these silver coins are full of your liquid, it's disgusting, I will never play cards with you again .”

"Blame me, this is the innate ability of our Kou Tao murloc. What can I do?" Kuu Tao murloc twisted his bloated body, changed to a comfortable sitting position, and touched the gills at the corner of his mouth.

"Then your sticky liquid is very smooth and smooth when you have sex." The half-orc looked at the little Kou Tao murloc and said with a smile.

"Actually, you can imagine him as an eel." The gray dwarf scratched his shiny bald head, looked at the half-orc with a strange smile, "Don't you know how slippery an eel is?"

"Oh~~" The half-orc nodded half-understanding.

"Get out!" Kou Tao murloc waited for them with a pair of baby fish eyes, and his silvery white skin instantly turned dark red.

"It turns out that the skin of the Kou Tao murlocs changes color according to their mood, so what color will it change when you are scared?" Suddenly, a crisp voice came from behind the four of them.

When everyone heard the words, they turned their heads to look at the source of the sound. When they saw a blond girl covering her mouth and nose lightly, their expressions immediately became ugly. The skin of the Kou Tao fish turned from dark red to dark red after being frightened. It became pale.

"This little guy looks like a bullet, and he looks quite cute." Sigrit saw that the Kuu Tao murloc had turned pale in fright, her eyes lit up, and then she shook her head again, whispering muttered:
"I originally planned to dig a fish pond to raise two of them, but unfortunately the smell of fish is too strong, so I don't want to keep them."

After finishing speaking, he turned and walked towards Thorne.

The drow swordsman glanced at Sigrit who was coming over, and turned his gaze back to Ranger again: "Yes, I really can't make the decision completely, but you are so confident that you have the qualifications to negotiate? How can you What."

Sharis really couldn't figure out where this ranger got his confidence. He is a level 10 drow swordsmanship master. If it wasn't for the higher completion of advanced tasks, he would have been promoted to level 11 a long time ago. , becoming a Tier [-] professional at the hero level.

Although the ranger in front of him does seem to be very strong, but he thinks that the addition of the other party is not only icing on the cake, but he doesn't think it belongs to the type of giving charcoal in a timely manner.

"So you want to try?" Thorne looked up at the drow quietly.

War is indeed the fastest way to complete the task, but he doesn't want to be a thug for this group of chaotic and evil players for free. If possible, he naturally wants to squeeze something out.

As for how much he can squeeze out, it depends on how shocking his strength is.

If the drow in front of him couldn't completely make the decision, then it would be meaningless for the two of them to talk here and there.

And he has already pinpointed their context. These drow players seem to be stabilizing the Wanruide family on the surface, but they are still a little worried in their hearts. They must be open to anyone who can increase their strength.

"Hey, I said two children, what are you doing, can't you have a good talk if you have something to say?" The goblin merchant finally drank the wine in his cup, so he spoke a word of comfort.

"How do you want to try." Sharis ignored the goblin merchant who wanted to act as a peacemaker, and still vigilantly locked his eyes on this calm-looking ranger.

If the other party really has the strength to convince him, then there is no harm in calling those priestesses over.

After all, they can't make any mistakes in their actions this time. If they really let go of a noble from the Wanruide family carelessly, they will be greeted with a devastating blow.

"Zheng!"

As soon as the drow swordsmanship master finished speaking, Thorne stood up suddenly, drew out a dagger with his left hand like lightning, and slashed towards Sharis' neck at an extremely fast speed.

"clang!"

However, Sharis' speed was not slow at all. The moment he noticed that Thorn got up, he was already ready to attack, and he struck the swiftly drawn sword and accurately parried the short sword that came suddenly.

At the moment when the two sharp blades collided, a fiery white light suddenly burst out from the ranger's short sword, and then exploded directly, reflecting the entire dark bar like daylight.

The calm goblin merchant suddenly felt that his eyes seemed to be pierced by ten thousand sharp arrows, and his eyes immediately turned white. He covered his eyes with his hands and screamed like a pig.

As a drow elf, Sharis is also very aware of the weaknesses of his own race, so he has naturally been trained to resist strong light.

He didn't react as much as the goblin merchant when he was hit head-on. Facing this dazzling light, his expression only paused for a moment, and he was immediately ready to launch the most vicious attack.

Just as he was about to draw another sharp blade to fight back, he finally felt a warm and burning pain on his neck.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the action of the ranger in front of him putting both sharp blades into the scabbard.

"Wait here for a while, I'll come as soon as I go." Sharis touched the blood on his neck, snorted coldly, left behind a word, and left directly in front of Thorne.

Although the ranger's attack is suspected of trickery and sneak attack, for a drow elf in Rezim City, backstabbing is their best attack method.

Now, the other party returned the same way to him, and he had nothing to say.

"Zheng!"

The moment Sharis walked past Thorne, the sound of a sharp knife being unsheathed sounded again.

The sharp blade exuded a cold light, and it slashed towards Thorn's back at a speed that the naked eye could not catch.

Just when Sharis' long sword was about to hit the ranger, ready to taste the warm blood, a substantial shadow energy suddenly erupted from the ranger's body and launched a counterattack.

Realizing that the sharp blade in his hand was blocked by an unknown icy energy, Sharis, who had attempted a sneak attack, looked shocked, and immediately reached out and pulled out another sharp blade to continue the pursuit.
However, it was too late, the ranger who was attacked by him suddenly turned around, followed by a flaming long sword exuding a scorching aura.

Feeling that the withdrawn blade burned his skin again, Sharis put on the hood behind the cloak, and left the bar despondently amidst the ear-piercing jeers from the collision of the wind chimes hanging on the door curtain.

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