Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 333 The Hobgoblin Camp

Under the cold moonlight, the cold night air, like thin and cold green ink, silently penetrated into every corner of the forest.

Inside a brightly lit hobgoblin legion camp in Tranquil Forest.

A hobgoblin warrior standing guard on the guard tower paced back and forth in this small space. The heavy crossbow and quiver hanging on his waist collided with the buckle of the blood-red striped leather armor, clanging.

From the fact that the hobgoblin was always frowning and reaching out to rub his wine-red nose, it could be seen that the warrior on duty was so restless that he couldn't concentrate on his work at all.

"By the Almighty, I'd rather go to the Bottomless Swamp and fight the Lizardmen than stay with this filthy fellow."

The hobgoblin warrior sighed helplessly. He leaned his whole body against the guardrail of the guard tower, looked at the small silver-gray figure opposite, and frowned again.

This is a Kou Tao murloc. These murlocs from the Shadowmoon Inner Sea exude a disgusting fishy smell all the time, especially in such a small space, the smell is even stronger.

Since Hruk's hobgoblin was defeated in Winter City, he has migrated from the Black Pearl Forest to the Forest of Tranquility. In order to completely occupy the resource-rich Emerald Field, the hobgoblin leader is ready to win over all available allies around him.

Whether it's the sahuagin and kuo-toa murlocs in the Shadowmoon Inner Sea, or the lizardmen and bullyrogmen in the bottomless swamp, they are all their targets.

Today, the weakest Kou Tao murlocs are the first to join the Hruk hobgoblin camp, and these murloc allies who are born with alien vision are distributed in the guard towers of each hobgoblin army to act as guard scouts .

"This kind of place doesn't need the assistance of the damned kuo-toa murlocs at all. The warriors of the hobgoblin of Hruk can honorably complete simple guarding tasks."

The hobgoblin warrior really couldn't figure out what the legion leader arranged for a Kou Tao murloc to help him defend.

After all, in the entire Silent Forest, except for some unknown forbidden areas and the northernmost Melikai Temple, other places have been completely occupied by their Hruk hobgoblins.

Humans, gnolls, kobolds, or ogres who don't have eyes don't even have the guts to sneak into their territories and slay them.

Even the needle leaf rangers of the Temple of Melikai only dared to wander and hunt around the periphery of their territory, because as long as they dared to try to get close, the crossbow bolts fired by the heavy crossbow would be the best greeting for them.

"Damn little fish head, how many times have I told you, don't approach me casually."

Suddenly, the ecstatic hobgoblin warrior felt that his clothes seemed to be tightly stuck to some kind of extremely sticky grease. He immediately realized what the problem was, so he turned directly to the silver-gray man in front of him. Kou Tao murloc cursed.

In addition to being extremely viscous, the oil secreted by the surface of the Kou Tao murloc exudes a disgusting fishy smell all the time.

If it is stained with this kind of slime, even if the duty mission is over and you stay away from this damned murloc completely, the disgusting smell will still linger around.

Because of this, the hobgoblin warrior has not dared to have the courage to taste the most delicious sea fish from the Shadowmoon Inner Sea for a long time, so he can only angrily put all the responsibility on this little fish head.

"It would be great if a sharp arrow flew from a distance to kill this little fish head. Standing guard with him is simply a kind of torture and suffering."

The hobgoblin warrior felt the silver-white skin of the Kou-toa murloc turn into an angry crimson because of his curse, he muttered to himself, and then turned his gaze away from him.

"Pfft!"

The moment the hobgoblin warrior turned around, a whistling arrow galloped towards the bullet-like fish head of the Kou Tao murloc with precision, piercing through his head directly.

The dark purple arc and light orange flame surrounding the arrow also spread to the whole body of the Kou Tao murloc, leaving a large area of ​​black scorched marks, and the smell of cooked meat and fish wafted out.

"thump!"

The chubby body of Kou Tao murloc twitched for a moment, his skin changed from angry crimson to frightened pale, and then he fell down on the sentry tower without a sound.

"Great goblin-like patron saint, is my prayer really fulfilled?" Looking at the dead kuo-tao murloc, the hobgoblin warrior stared at the corpse dumbfounded, unable to react for a moment.

But this feeling was only fleeting. At this time, the hobgoblin warriors had realized that their camp had encountered an intruder lurking in the dark, so he quickly reached out to pull the hanging alarm bell.

"Pfft!"

However, it was too late to react now. In the deep night, a whistling arrow shot again, hitting the hobgoblin warrior's throat with precision.

The hobgoblin warrior pumped his throat with all his might, trying to get some fresh air.

It's a pity that the arrow sank too deep, and his dying struggle seemed a bit futile.

In the end, he gripped the arrow shaft tightly with both hands, and his body slid from the guardrail to the ground of the sentry tower, and soon he died.

At the same time, on the other sentry tower, accompanied by the low roar of the drake, its powerful jaw sank deeply into the shoulder of the last vigilant hobgoblin warrior, and the neurotoxin was injected into the hobgoblin by the sharp fangs of the drake. Inside the body of a warrior.

The half-sitting warrior kicked his legs symbolically a few times, then leaned motionless against the guardrail of the sentry tower, and honorably joined Magrubier's expeditionary army formed on the plane of Shura.

Thorne, holding a composite longbow, emerged from the shadows. He first glanced indifferently at the fence gate blocking his footsteps, and then waved his hand lightly. One man and one beast disappeared into the dense night again.

At this time, he was in a legion camp of the hobgoblins of Hruk, which did not belong to the core area of ​​the hobgoblin race, so he had the confidence to break into the hobgoblin camp with his own strength and wantonly cause chaos.

So far, he has cleared all the outposts and outposts outside the camp of the hobgoblin army.

And his next step is to sneak into the camp and slaughter as many hobgoblin fighters as possible, so that they can also feel the hustle and bustle of the chaotic camp.

In layman's terms, it is to kill and set fire, and harvest experience points and practice points by the way.

Of course, there is another very important thing for him, which is to improve the special ability of a holy emblem he just made.

Hunter Emblem +1
Type: magic weapon

Quality: green and excellent

Faith Restrictions: God of Tracking

Faction Restrictions: Good

effect:

1. The wearer's 'stealth' skill +3, 'knowledge (nature)' skill +3.

2. Dryad's Blessing: The effects of all natural magic spells used by the wearer are increased by 20%.

3. Hunting Mark lv1: This emblem has a faint divinity attached to it, and it will gradually improve its quality with each successful hunting ceremony of the wearer, thereby awakening other special abilities.Current progress (12/300).

(Explanation: The material of this Holy Emblem is an oak tree that has grown in the Temple of Melikai for more than 300 years. It is bathed in the breath of nature and the favor of the forest goddess all the year round, which makes it have an additional bonus to the natural magic cast Effect.)
(Note: Hunters of the Way of Silence don’t need to be afraid of the wilderness, because the way of the wilderness is the way of the best, so let us fight the enemies of the wilderness endlessly.)
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Obviously, this is a holy emblem with strong growth potential.

As a magic weapon for casting divine spells, the production process of holy emblems is actually very simple. You just need to find the materials to carve out the corresponding emblems of each god, and then go to the temple to pray to the gods you believe in.

He originally thought that the emblem made of this piece of oak would at least be of blue and extraordinary quality.

Who would have thought that it was surprising that when he was praying, he received the attention of the tracking god, injecting a faint divinity into him, giving him a strong growth potential.

However, the price of growth is to complete hunting in the wilderness again and again.

Thorne pulled out Desert Wind, carved a pattern of five-star paw prints on the ground near the sentry tower, and then hid his entire body in the shadows, diving towards the hobgoblin's camp.

He walked along the shadows that could not be illuminated by the fire, dodging wave after wave of patrol teams, and came to the most central living area of ​​the hobgoblin camp.

He cautiously groped forward, and soon confirmed the first room that needed to be hunted.

The entire camp of the hobgoblin army had already been scouted by the animal companions he sent over in advance, so he also had a general understanding of the distribution inside.

At this time, the area where he was lurking belonged to the area with the best living conditions in the entire camp.

Because only dozens of neat wooden houses and stone houses have been built here, and other places are built with animal skin tents or fences for shelter from wind and rain.

It can be seen from this that this should be the concentrated area of ​​the hobgoblin race, and they should all be very strong.

That's enough for him, because that's what he wants.

Thorne's senses became extremely sharp under the blessing of the Steel Soul School's stance skill "Listen to the Sound Discriminator". He put his whole body lightly against the wooden house, listening to the subtle movements in the room.

In this quiet room, Thorne quickly determined that there were four hobgoblin warriors living in it.

Two were snoring slightly, one was grinding his teeth, and the other was breathing evenly, and he even heard the footsteps of a small mouse galloping past in the room.

However, these four hobgoblins had one thing in common, they were all in deep sleep, which meant that now was a good time for him to strike.

After all, it was already late at night, around two or three o'clock in the morning, and hobgoblins also had to eat and sleep.

Thorne quickly opened the half-closed simple door of the wooden house, and walked in cautiously.

Immediately afterwards, the sword fell from the hand.

He did the same action four times in a row.

Although a hobgoblin was awakened, before he could react, a cold light had already chopped off his head.

The smell of blood began to slowly waft in the air, and the cold killing intent gradually gathered.

——"One ring of magic: no trace!"

Looking at the four dead bodies, the holy emblem in Thorne's hand flashed a faint light, and an invisible divine power enveloped him, and then he left here quietly.

With the blessing of this divine technique, he will not worry about the bloody smell on himself being discovered by enemies with keen sense of smell.

In this way, Thorne lurked in one hobgoblin room after another like a pattern, harvesting hobgoblin corpses one after another.

Of course, he didn't sneak in casually, at least he avoided hobgoblin priests and those night owls who never slept.

Although there were a few accidents along the way, all of them were resolved cleanly by his agility and swordsmanship, so that no one has noticed his existence so far.

However, as the smell of blood gradually became stronger, Thorne believed that it was only a matter of time before the hobgoblins discovered that the intruders had sneaked into the camp.

The increasingly intense smell of blood finally woke up the third-tier professionals among the hobgoblins.

A hobgoblin rogue with a hideous scar on his face suddenly opened his eyes, immediately picked up the two daggers beside the bed, without even wearing armor, he kicked open the door of the wooden house and left go out.

Suddenly, the shadow behind the hobgoblin rogue twisted.

An inexplicable chill instantly made the hobgoblin rogue's thick hair stand out.

Just as he was about to instinctively roll forward, a sharp blade emitting pale blue light had passed through his heart, and the biting chill mixed with scorching heat had completely seeped into his blood.

Thorne stepped over the corpse of the hobgoblin rogue.

He glanced at the figure gradually coming out of the house, and then began to gather under the leadership of several leaders.

He understood that the opportunity for assassination had disappeared.

So Thorne walked quietly all the way to the warehouse area in the camp. Most of the stores here were fodder for livestock and various daily necessities.

The defense of the warehouse area was not very strict. Apart from the two hobgoblin warriors who were yawning again and again, there was also a kuo-toa murloc sleeping late hidden in the corner, and a few wandering wargs.

Moreover, with the blessing of the Ring of Insight, Thorn also discovered several deadly traps.

Obviously, these guards didn't think that the enemy could sneak into the deepest part of the camp, and their main role was nothing more than to prevent their own people.

Thorn jumped up and stood on a higher roof, immediately condensed a fireball the size of a washbasin, and threw it over.

"Boom!"

A dark red fireball pierced through the deep night and directly hit the forage piled up into a hill. With a deafening bang, the flames crackled violently.

The bright fire and sound instantly pointed out the direction for those hobgoblins who were like headless chickens.

Thorn, who was hiding in the dark, watched the roaring flames blazing, eroding all combustibles around him, and glanced at the hobgoblins who were screaming wildly after discovering the fire.

He fled into the shadows again, looking for the supreme leader of the entire camp, the captain of the hobgoblin army.

Such a fire serves no purpose other than to attract the attention of the enemy and to cause confusion, since it is quickly extinguished.

"Hurry up and order the priests to gather and let them immediately use the divination magic to find the arsonist hiding in the camp."

Seeing that the fire that seemed to be dyeing the sky was slowly dimming, the head of the hobgoblin army roared at the subordinates who came to report the situation, while wearing the armor in a panic.

This camp is just one of the legion garrisons of the Hruk hobgoblin group. As the supreme ruler of the camp, if he is harassed by arsonists and suffers heavy losses, his position as legion leader may be lost.

Therefore, the head of the hobgoblin army must now do everything possible to find the arsonist hiding in the dark, and he must not be allowed to act recklessly in the camp.

"Damn it! Those stinky fish and rotten shrimps from the Shadowmoon Inner Sea are really not reliable at all." The head of the hobgoblin army cursed as he walked among a group of guards.

If the guard posts outside the camp could warn in advance, there would be no troubles, the leader of the hobgoblin army thought to himself.

A group of people were walking, when they were suddenly blocked by an adult-sized crouching dragon not far away.

This crouching dragon gently flapped the two small wings on its back, and when its scarlet pupils looked at the hobgoblin, it showed a very humanized mockery.

"Kill it!"

Without any hesitation, the head of the hobgoblin army directly issued orders to the people around him.

However, just as the group of people were attracted by the Fulong beast and were about to besiege, a fireball the size of a washbasin had already fallen from the sky.

"Boom!"

The fireball smashed into the crowd like a large cannonball, and the raging flames and loud explosions played a mournful and wailing movement in the night.

——"Shadow Hand School (Teleportation Skill): Shadow Leap!"

The moment the fireball sounded, Thorne had already drawn out his two swords, and they turned into a shadow and disappeared without a trace.

Immediately afterwards, Thorn's figure appeared in the smoke and dust raised by the fireball.

——"Flame Slash!"

"Pfft!"

Holding his breath, he locked onto the flustered head of the hobgoblin army, and the twin swords surrounding the flames flashed two flames respectively.

"Hiccup..."

The leader of the hobgoblin legion beat his slashed throat, gushing out a large amount of scarlet blood, and then his burly body fell into the flames that had not been extinguished.

Then, Thorne tightly held the two swords in his hands, shuttled back and forth several times among the howling crowd, and swung a dazzling dance of death. A dozen hobgoblin warriors fell to the ground and died like cutting wheat.

Thorne stepped on the hobgoblin's corpse and continued on.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Five patrol members met Thorne in the alleyway of the camp.

——"Steel Soul School (Strike Skill): Ejection Slash!"

Thorn's figure turned into afterimages due to the excessive speed. Every time the afterimages stopped in the enemy group, a hobgoblin screamed and fell to the ground to die.

The moment the last hobgoblin fell, Thorne's galloping figure reappeared in the night, and he stood on the spot to calm down his breath from the violent exercise just now.

This is the fourth-level move of the Steel Soul School. When learning the fifth-level move, it is the first move to master.

——"Spell-like ability: Fireball!"

Immediately afterwards, a fireball the size of a washbasin condensed in Thorn's palm, whose breathing was gradually steady, and he threw it back without looking back.

"Boom!"

A deafening fireball smashed into the group of hobgoblins who had just arrived, and Thorne had disappeared without a trace in the thick smoke of the fireball.

——"Second Ring Magic: Silence!"

In the chaotic camp, Thorn, who was walking in the dark, noticed seven or eight hobgoblin priests hanging behind him and chasing after him, so he immediately cast a ranger magic on himself.

——"Shadow Hand School (Teleportation Skill): Shadow Leap!"

The moment the "Silence Technique" took effect, Thorn disappeared without a trace again.

The hobgoblin priests were about to use magic to track their location, when a black shadow appeared beside everyone.

The expressions of the priests changed abruptly, and they immediately began to chant attack magic.

However, apart from the weird opening and closing of their mouths, they didn't make a sound.

——"Flame Slash!"

A stream of blood splattered.

The silenced hobgoblin priests fell to the ground and died in the scorching sword light.

Noticing that the drake had taken out the hobgoblin warriors on the other side, Thorne leaped and appeared on the roof of a house.

——"Three-ring Divine Art: Storm of Arrows!"

Looking at groups of hobgoblin warriors who were anxious like ants on a hot pot, Thorne released the "Silence Technique" that he had blessed himself, and took out a composite longbow and a sharp arrow.

As the composite longbow flashed a brief blue light, he immediately drew the longbow to full capacity and shot at the dozen or so hobgoblin warriors who rushed to the attack range first.

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

The moment the arrow left the string, it turned into more than a dozen arrows jumping with flames and electric arcs, covering all the hobgoblins chasing after them, and mournful wailing rang out one after another.

Hiding in the dark, the crouching dragon roared and took this opportunity to descend from the sky, using its sharp front claws and powerful jaws to harvest the still-dead hobgoblins.

——"Spell-like ability: summon demons!"

Thorn turned his gaze to the other side, a magic circle flashed with light, and six strong Bagura demons roared and walked out from the center of the circle.

They seem to be a group of villains who have just been liberated from the iron cage, waving iron fists the size of washbasins frantically, fighting with the hobgoblin warriors who rushed over.

"boom!"

A hobgoblin warrior tried to block the Howling Iron Fist with the shield in his hand, and with the denting of the shield, the hobgoblin's burly body was also hammered away.

"Crack!"

The long sword in another hobgoblin's hand slashed the thick arm of Bagula, and Bagura took the opportunity to grab the hobgoblin's arm, and bit its sharp fangs on the hobgoblin's body, tearing it to pieces.

Seeing that the chasing enemies were either cleaned up or successfully blocked, Thorne left behind the frenziedly fighting Bagura demons at ease, jumped up and walked towards other parts of the camp.

In the chaotic hobgoblin camp, Thorn's figure appeared in the stinking slave area.

"Crack! Kick! Kick!"

He immediately went to the iron cages where the slaves were held and cut off all the chains.

Under the crazy eyes of all the slaves, he disappeared without a trace again.

"Roar!"

An ogre covered in welts was the first to rush out of the iron cage, and his vulgar roar like a firecracker instantly affected all the slaves in the slave area.

A slave uprising among the hobgoblins has officially broken out.

Meanwhile, Thorn, who appears on the other side, bumps into a group of wandering bear goblins.

——"Desert Wind Sect (Enhanced Skill): The Flame of Chaos!"

Looking at the roaring goblin bear, Thorne swung his long sword, and a dark blue circle emerged, and a large fire elemental walked out of the circle.

large fire elemental

Large Elemental Creatures (Fire)
Challenge Level: Level 9

Highest attribute: Dexterity 21
Status Immunities: exhausted, grappled, paralyzed, petrified, poisoned, knocked down, restrained, stunned

Immunity to damage: Fire, poison, bludgeoning non-magical attacks, piercing, slashing

Special Abilities; Fire Form, Burn, Multistrike, Lighting, Weak Water

Feats: Weapon Finesse (slam), Dodge, Improved Initiative

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This is a large fire elemental, an elemental creature that Thorne re-signed the oath on the fire elemental plane after Thorn's swordsman level reached level 9.

Apart from being nearly 5 meters tall, this fire elemental has the same appearance characteristics as a medium-sized fire elemental.

Still, the temper, like the fire it holds, grows hotter.

When the large fire element walked out of the magic circle, its own lighting characteristics, in addition to reflecting the surrounding darkness like daylight, also clearly revealed the fearful eyes of the goblin bears.

Under the control of Thorn's mind, the large fire elemental stared directly at the terrified bear goblins with two pupils of bright blue flames flickering on its fuzzy face.

Immediately afterwards, he danced his two arms that were flickering, and spoke the Fire language that no one could understand, his excited roars were like bursts of exploding flames.

The fire element, which is immune to ordinary weapon attacks, rushes into the crowd of goblin bears, and it is like no one is in the land. Its 21-point agility attribute allows it to chase almost any goblin bear that tries to escape.

Every time the fire element touches the bear goblin's body, they directly turn into a group of burning men rolling wildly and howling on the ground.

At this time, a cunning goblin bear appeared in front of Thorn through the attack gap of the fire element.

Thorne glanced at him casually, and the claws of the bear, which was about to attack, paused for a moment, and immediately became timid and cowering.

A cold light flashed, and Thorne gave the fire elemental an order to move freely, then walked over the corpse of the goblin bear and walked towards other places in the hobgoblin camp.

For Thorne, the chaos was just the beginning.

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(End of this chapter)