Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 320 The Heart of Killing

When the bright light of the Taiam Pillar in the center of Rezim's royal city gradually dimmed, it heralded that night had quietly fallen on the surface world.

While this gloomy city center area is generally silent, another corner of the city is polarizing.

The auditorium of the arena in Rezim King City is in the shape of a ring, surrounding the center of the arena. There is almost no light in the audience area, but there are more than a dozen gorgeous demon fires floating in the center of the arena.

At this time, the game had already started for a long time, and the participating gladiators and slaves were entangled and fighting fiercely.

The entire venue was filled with the excited shouts of the dark elf nobles.

Apparently, the spattering of blood splashed by the collision of sharp blades can really bring a very unique sense of excitement to this depressing underground world.

Of course, this chic thrill is also very popular on the surface world.

Evelyn, the mistress of the fourth Scourge family, picked up a glass of scarlet drow spider blood wine and took a sip from time to time, watching the wonderful game on the field with relish.

Although the competition was very exciting, the glamorous family mistress frowned involuntarily.

Because surrounded by a group of wild and excited women, the howling screams of these crazy women were echoing in her ears.

"Wouldn't you like a cup of spider blood wine? My friend, Helliste." Seeing that the fierce battle was over again, Evelyn sighed regretfully and said with a smile to the drow wizard beside her.

"Mushroom wine brewed from spider venom, people who want to adapt to this toxicity must drink a cup every few hours every day for three months. Wonderful game."

Hellist shook her head with a smile, and cast her pale red eyes on the playing field again: "I even stopped the spell research that I planned today, I hope you won't let me down."

"I will definitely not disappoint you. You have to trust your friend's judgment." Evelyn showed the same expression.

Helisite turned around and politely returned a faint smile to the other party.

"Let's go, our God of Wealth is here."

Suddenly, Evelyn seemed to have noticed something, and immediately put the wine glass on the small table beside her, and motioned for Hellist beside her.

Then, followed by five or six guards, the two walked to another family mistress who was surrounded by guards.

Immediately afterwards, the two mistresses held hands very affectionately like sisters, walked side by side to the best position in the stands, and chatted with hidden words while smiling.

"You know what I'm here for." After the cynicism, another family mistress saw that the game off the field was about to end, and got straight to the point.

"Of course I know, dear Miss Mosel, the bet has been prepared for you long ago, but I don't know if your family can afford it."

Evelyn replied with a smile, and then gestured to Helisite who was beside her.

Helisite understood instantly, smiled lightly and snapped her fingers.

After a while.

The swamp bear who was going to fight was abruptly dragged into the cage, and a half-elf in coarse linen slowly walked to the center of the field.

The moment the half-elf stood quietly in the center of the arena, the atmosphere in the entire auditorium reached its climax.

The wild and excited screams were like howling ghosts and howling wolves, and wave after wave of madness responded to the gladiator's arrival.

"So, are you ready for the challenger and the stakes?"

Seeing the lively atmosphere around her, Evelyn nodded with satisfaction, and was very grateful that she nodded without hesitation and agreed to the conditions proposed by the surface half-elf ranger.

"Come on." Mistress Moselle greeted Evelyn's smiling face and waved her hand.

As soon as the words fell, the family martial arts chief standing behind him directly disarmed his whole body of weapons and equipment, wearing only a thin cloth, jumped up and flew to the center of the field.

"The martial art chief of the Zemoor family is at the peak of the third-order strength. Is there a problem?" Seeing the martial art chief entering the arena, Hellist was startled, and immediately sent a voice transmission to Evelyn.

"Trust our friend, dear Helliste, we have a chance to make a fortune, so hurry up and place a bet." Evelyn winked at the surprised wizard indifferently.

"That's true." Helisite nodded and smiled, and immediately turned her expectant eyes to the very center of the field.

The reason why she spared precious time to come here is to watch how this ranger from the surface completed 100 consecutive victories in the arena within a month.

And the match in front of him was the last one.

"This is the half-elf swordsman we are familiar with from the fourth Scourge family. He has won 99 consecutive victories in the arena, and his challenger is the martial art master from the Zemoor family, a swordsmanship genius. Let us bet Let's celebrate this wonderful game!"

As soon as the words fell, the cheers on the audience stage went crazy again, and in the midst of this madness, there was also a lot of abuse against the martial arts chief of the Zemoore family.

Obviously, there is nothing exciting about this kind of competition involving the powerful martial arts masters of the family.

Because these martial arts masters with rich combat experience only learned how to quickly and easily deal with their opponents, they would never wield the double blades in their hands to brutally kill the enemy like this half-elf, which brought them inexplicable pleasure.

After the hostesses of the arena set up the atmosphere, immediately the staff responsible for placing bets began to explain the various situations of the participants.

However, no matter how hard the staff tried to explain how powerful this half-elf swordsman who was about to achieve 100 consecutive victories was, most of the audience still bet their bets on the martial arts chief.

Immediately afterwards, the real duel began.

A half-elven swordsman from the Fourth Scourge fights a drow master of martial arts from the Zemor family.

The moment the narrator quickly left between the two, the two figures collided with each other with sharp knives flickering in their hands.

However, the moment the sound of metal colliding unwillingly sounded, the half-elf who was brandishing his whistling double blades to block suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blazing flames, directly covering the unprepared Martial Skill Master.

Afterwards, the half-elf looked coldly at the martial arts chief who was struggling in the flames, and suddenly stretched out two wings of flames behind him. Driven by the flame wings, a whistling flashed towards the martial arts chief at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to catch. scorching wind.

"thump!"

A muffled sound came from the deathly silent arena. When everyone noticed it, the body of the martial art master had been reduced to ashes in the flames, and the winner had disappeared in the center of the arena, leaving only a group of stunned people. audience.

Obviously, in the perception of the audience, isn't this half-elf swordsman best at his deadly swordsmanship?
He was deeply shocked when he suddenly used scorching flames in the last battle and killed the powerful martial arts master cleanly.

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In the dark stone house, Thorn silently packed his belongings, and changed into the suit he wore on the surface world again, preparing to leave.

Now, he has achieved the 100 consecutive successes in Rezim King City, and he has obtained all the things he wanted. Now he needs to rush back to Lighthouse Town to take away the two weapons that are about to be completed, and leave this depressing dark world as soon as possible .

At this time, a slight sound of footsteps came from far and near, which was easily caught by Thorne, so he stood quietly and waited for this unknown visitor.

"Are you ready to leave?" Evelyn entered the stone house, glanced at Thorn, and asked with a smile.

"I'm going to find you." Thorn said, glancing at the other party lightly.

"I'm not here." Evelyn took out a dimensional bag from her pocket and threw it into Thorne's hand, saying, "This is the money you won every time you bet in your 100 duels, and now I will return it to you." gone."

"There's also a recovery spell that you promised me." Thorne took it unceremoniously, put it away, and looked at the drow.

"I suggest that you take off all your clothes, so that it will be more convenient to use, otherwise all the impurities that are removed will stick to the clothes, and it will be very uncomfortable."

Evelyn stared at Thorne's face, a playfulness flashed in her pale red eyes, and she kindly reminded him.

Noticing the playful gaze of the other party, Thorn stretched out his palm, and a fireball the size of a washbasin gradually condensed into shape, looking at her coldly, as if it would be glued to her face at any time.

"It's really boring, and you're still shy. I've played more with that crap than you've ever seen." Evelyn brushed a few strands of hair on her forehead, and muttered a little bored.

Then he ignored the other party, took out the holy emblem, put his hand on Thorne's shoulder, and chanted an obscure divine spell.

——"Seven Rings Divine Art: Advanced Restoration Art!"

The moment Thorne was enveloped by the soft divine light, he immediately felt an inexplicable sense of comfort all over his body.

Moreover, he could clearly feel that the skin all over his body had started to shed, as if he had been purified once.

At the same time, he also understood why the priestess suggested that he take off his clothes, because he could clearly feel that black impurities were oozing from all the pores of his body.

Immediately afterwards, all the dark and potential dark wounds left by him in the past two years were repaired, and no matter what kind of scars on his body began to gradually disappear, even his soul seemed to be sublimated.

"Alright, let me give you another cleansing technique by the way."

After casting the divine spell, Evelyn, who looked very tired, swayed and almost fell to the ground.

Immediately, she stabilized her body with a little difficulty, and gently waved her hand to clean up all the dirt on Thorne's body caused by the recovery magic.

Seeing the white and tough skin, Thorn moved his limbs and palms, feeling an unprecedented smoothness.

If he was asked to pick up coins at this time, he was very confident that he could do it with ease.

The so-called advanced recovery technique is to restore one's body to its current peak state, and the whole person is like a newborn.

When Karlock pointed out his sword skills, he mentioned that as an agile professional, if there are too many hidden injuries all over his body, it will affect the normal display of his own strength, and his body's flexibility is hindered by these hidden injuries. leg.

So he has always kept it in his heart.

This is what he agreed to exchange with Evelyn as a gladiator.

However, as a high-level magic spell, especially a recovery type of magic spell, it usually requires a certain price to be paid. Like the magic spell that Evelyn cast just now, it definitely consumed her own lifespan.

However, compared to what she gained in the arena, this lifespan may be insignificant to her.

"I didn't expect you to hide so deeply that you even worked as a wizard part-time. It seems that you have a lot of plans for the future."

Feeling that every trace of filth seeping from the pores of his body was completely cleaned up, and he became refreshed again, Thorne glanced at the other party unexpectedly, and said lightly.

"So, do you want to know my depth?" Evelyn smiled slightly when she heard this, her pale red eyes flickered a few times, she dragged her tired body to Thorne, and teasingly said: "If you want , you must let me find out your length first."

After finishing speaking, her slender fingers gently moved towards Thorne's chin, but the moment she was about to touch it, she was suddenly burned by a pale orange flame, causing her to groan in pain and shrink back.

Thorne returned his cold gaze, then turned and left without saying a word.

Walking out of the oppressive stone house, he immediately called up the system bar to check the two new abilities he had just acquired.

[Bloody Challenger (Background Specialty) lv2: Era of Toril, Rezim King City, Moon of Storms, on the 20th, in the gladiatorial arena of Rezim King City in the Underdark Region, after the baptism of desperate battles, you began to understand yourself The meaning of fighting for life, in the battle, you will be a terrifying existence that makes the enemy have nightmares. 】

1. After obtaining this feat, one is immune to any effects of trembling, panic, and cowering (except fear).

2. +4 on Will saving throws.

3、骇人气势（每日3/3次）：发动此技能后，20尺范围内所有敌人需要通过意志检定，否则将陷入恐慌状态10秒。（无论敌人是否通过检定，这些人24小时内不会再受此技能的影响）

4. Trembling gaze (cast at will): When the enemy meets your gaze, you need to pass the will test, otherwise you will fall into the 'shuddering' state for 5 seconds. (No matter whether the enemy passes the test or not, these people will not be affected by this skill again within 24 hours)

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[Slaughtering Heart (Background Specialty) lv1: You have become accustomed to blood and death through killing again and again, and ending your life does not have any difficulties or fears for you.You start to ignore death. In battle, you will wake up the ability of killing heart, which will make you have no mercy for the enemy. Any spell that affects the mind will hardly change your indifferent judgment. (Will save +2)]

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(End of this chapter)