Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 314 The Fourth Natural Disaster
It is our duty to recast the glory of the fourth natural disaster!

— Priestess Rose: Evelyn
Ferocious hunters and infallible stalkers, mantid warriors are also unpredictable outsiders, and even those who don't know them think they are bloodthirsty monsters.

But for the mantis man Kha'Zix, no matter from his behavior, heart, or even soul, he is not a bloodthirsty creature known as the 'perfect hunter'.

Because he is not qualified at all, at least he himself thinks so.

He used to be a mantid ranger who wandered alone in the deserts, bushes and grasslands of the Southern Kingdom. He liked to call himself: 'Wanderer' and 'Lonely One'.

He likes hot, warm and dry climates, even arid plains and deserts, the barren places that other races cannot adapt to.

Moreover, he also very much enjoys adventures with the nature-loving druids and rangers of other races.

However, even though he has the rich emotions of human beings, when he wants to express these complex emotions to others, what is shown in front of everyone is only the two confusing tentacles on his forehead shaking back and forth, and the rubbing of his jaw. A strange language of whistles and crackles.

Therefore, almost no one can know Khazik's vivid and emotional thoughts and inner feelings.

Although he doesn't regard all creatures as potential food, he doesn't like the taste of elf flesh and blood like his kind, and he doesn't kill frantically for fun or survival.

However, in the eyes of the world, he is still regarded as a bloodthirsty praying mantis monster and is avoided.

Someone once said to Kazik: No matter how complicated the world around you is, you must protect the kindness and warmth in your heart.

So, thinking it made sense, Kazik did so.

Not long after that, the kind-hearted him was brutally trafficked to the bloody arena of the Rezim King City in the Underdark Region.

Kazik looked at the dark green blood billowing from his abdomen, but there was no resentment in his pair of compound eyes that shone scarlet in the dim environment.

Of course, even if there were, it would be difficult for other races to tell the difference.

Although his exoskeleton carapace helped him resist the fatal blow, it couldn't defend against the faint heartache hidden in the deepest part.

After all, because of his kindness...he paid a heavy price again.

Kazik gently swayed a pair of small tentacles on his forehead, quietly looking at the drow elf Gerson who was rushing towards the room, his scarlet compound eyes narrowed slightly, and the translucent insect wings behind him flew from both sides in an instant. stretch out.

——"Spiritual Power: Displacement!"

Immediately afterwards, Kazik's pale yellow figure disappeared without a trace.

Psychic talent is a special ability that very few mantis talents can master. As a mutant mantis, Kazik is lucky to have this powerful auxiliary ability.

Gerson, who was halfway there, suddenly noticed a tremor in the air in front of him, so he swung his sword instinctively to meet him.

"clang!"

The long sword rubbed against the mantis man's sharp front claws, making a sound of gold and iron not to be outdone.

Immediately, the two of them pulled apart at the same time as if they understood each other.

"Do you have to stop me?"

Gerson pulled out his two swords, changed from his previous obedience, and looked indifferently at the seriously injured mantis man Kazik.

"This is my mission."

Kazik endured the pain from the wound in his abdomen, and the sound of the insects rubbed against him seemed to be a shrill mockery.

It was Evelyn who had redeemed him from the bloody gladiatorial arena in King Rezim's city, so he had to carry out the tasks entrusted to him by Evelyn seriously.

——"Psychic Power: Strengthen the Beast Claw!"

As soon as Kazik's words fell, with a thought, he immediately cast another psionic spell. His pair of sharp claws, like a sickle, suddenly shone with a cold light, and under the illumination of the demon fire, they showed their sharpness.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The two swift figures collided again, and the dense clanging sound could be heard endlessly in this depressing stone room.

——"Spiritual power: triangular shuttle!"

Suddenly, in the other pair of claws under the front claws of the mantis man Kaz who was fighting fiercely, a hidden psionic weapon composed of triangular blades emerged out of thin air.

Then, taking advantage of the gap between the fierce fighting between the two sides, he precisely hit Gerson's two thighs.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Two streams of blood splattered, the drow's body shook, and then he knelt down on the ground, unable to stand up no matter how hard he tried.

"Kazik, don't you have any family? Do you know how your family felt when they lost you for over a year? Don't you have any empathy?"

Crouching on the ground, Gerson, who was in despair, growled angrily at Kazik.

"Family?" Kazik shook a pair of small tentacles on his forehead, his scarlet compound eyes were dazed for a moment, and his sharp front paws flicked in mid-air, and fragments of a certain world's more than ten years of life suddenly appeared in his mind memory.

However, this pause was only fleeting, a cold light flashed across the tranced compound eyes, and the sharp blade whizzed in mid-air, slashing towards Gerson's head without hesitation.

Suddenly, a sound transmission appeared in Kazik's mind again, causing him to withdraw his weapon directly.

"Evelyn said, to fulfill your wish, you...you can do it yourself."

Kazik, the mantis man with a complex expression, glanced at Gerson who was struggling to get up. After saying a word, he shook his insect wings and flew out of the stone house that made him feel depressed.

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The other side of the stone chamber.

The priestesses surrounded the icon of Lolth, the Spider Queen, and in the light of the eight braziers, they begged the Queen to assist them in their battle.

Rose Priestess Evelyn looked at the baby in her arms for a long time, then threw it to another priestess beside her, and said lightly:

"Give this child to Gerson, let him get out of Rezim King City before everything is settled."

The priestess responded respectfully, turned and left with the baby in her arms.

At this time, Xierin, who was standing on the other side, suddenly covered her small mouth and let out an exclamation, and immediately regained her composure.

Immediately afterwards, she touched a magic dagger hidden in her sleeve, and approached Evelyn without a trace.

Because she found that her spiritual connection with Karlock was beginning to weaken, which proved that Karlock was in danger, Shierin thought her chance had come.

Now that their family has been recognized by the Spider Queen, the war in front of them will soon be declared over.

Marion is already dead. If Evelyn dies again, she will become the mistress of the fourth Scourge family.

Xierlin must take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to kill Evelyn.

"Karlock is dying now. He asked me to ask you, do you still blame him for that?"

Xierlin walked in front of Evelyn with a relaxed expression, staring at the change in her expression from the corner of her eyes, and said eagerly: "Quickly answer, or it will be too late."

"Karlock..." Evelyn's figure trembled slightly, and she regained her composure, only to see a powerful wave of divine arts suddenly gathered in her palm.

An invisible force instantly locked Shirlin, who was baring her fangs, tightly, and the magic dagger held in mid-air still failed to stab out.

"He asked me this question the day before departure." Evelyn's expression turned cold, and she pushed hard with her palm, and Shirin's controlled body slammed into the wall of the stone room. up.

"boom!"

There was an ear-piercing crackling sound, and the priestess Xierin collapsed on the cold rocky ground.

"It turns out that you have stepped into the way of the model just now." Shirlin's scarlet eyes slowly dimmed.

"Attack the Wanruide family with all your strength!"

As soon as Evelyn's voice fell, the priestesses who formed the Eight Spider Magic Circle surrounded the statue of the spider god, and all murmured high-spirited divine spells.

As the prayers of divine spells became louder and louder in the stone room, the flames burning in the eight braziers rose again, and the icon of the Spider Queen also began to appear a little bit of divine brilliance.

The faint divine radiance quickly gathered into Evelyn's body, and her delicate face began to become distorted and crazy with the increase of divine radiance.

Evelyn, who couldn't bear the pressure of divine power, immediately squeezed all the pain she was suffering into extremely concentrated divine energy.

The moment this powerful force took shape, it mercilessly knocked away all the priestesses surrounding the holy image, and the flames of the eight braziers also rushed to the top of the cave, and the hot pillars of flames reflected the entire stone hall. Like a scarlet abyss.

——"Mind Blast!"

Accompanied by the gathering of powerful forces, Evelyn led this divine force with great difficulty, and instantly blasted towards the Wanruide family's shrine with a thunderous force.

Inside the shrine of the Wan Ruide family.

"No! God Queen! Why did you abandon us!!!"

The new mistress, who was prostrate on the ground and prayed frantically, felt that all the magic power in her body had disappeared completely, and stared angrily at the icon of the Spider Queen with her beating fiery eyes, and let out a desperate roar.

"boom!"

As soon as the words fell, the holy image in front of Mistress Wan Ruide was blown to pieces by an invisible force, and this powerful magical power also overturned all the surrounding priests to the ground.

In the shrine, all the priestesses were seriously injured by the power of the magic, and they struggled to stand up.

However, all was in vain.

At this time, the snake head whip wrapped around the waist of the most embarrassing Mistress of the Wan Ruide family began to dance uncontrollably and wildly. tusks.

The stone chamber on the other side.

"Finally, it's almost. It's over..." The weak Evelyn sat helplessly on the cold rocky ground. She stretched out her hand to push the long withered white hair that was wet with sweat on her forehead behind her ears. On her ebony-colored face, What appeared was a bleak smile.

Then the pale red eyes looked around, looking at the safe and sound priestesses, slightly relieved, and once again shifted their eyes to the icon of the Queen of the Spider God, the exquisite face was pious and crazy:
"We will call today's action: the prologue of the rise!"

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(End of this chapter)