Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 335 High-level Sacrifice
The night is like water, and the ground is full of silver.

In the brightly lit hobgoblin camp, groups of well-equipped hobgoblin warriors and kuo-tao murlocs patrolled vigilantly around.

In recent days, familiar words such as half-elf ranger, stalker of the path of silence, and five-star paw prints engraved on the ground have become the existence of discoloration in the hobgoblin camp.

Deadly twin swords, explosive flames, demons from the abyss, fire elementals taller than hill giants, crouching dragon beasts that can spew strong acid and poisonous mist, and howling deadly arrow rain, many hobgoblins who survived The soldiers have left an indelible shadow in their hearts.

Therefore, whenever night fell, these camps of theirs that had not yet been attacked were all in fear and trembling.

All of them secretly prayed in their hearts to the omnipotent Magrubie, so that this fear would not befall them.

They dare not sleep at night.

Because in the camp that was attacked first, more than 100 hobgoblin warriors died tragically in their sleep. Some of them had their hearts pierced, some had their throats cut, and some even had their heads cut off.

In short, as long as you have watched the bloody scene, you will no longer be in the mood to lie on the bed and fall asleep.

Death is not terrible for hobgoblins, what is terrible is that they don't want to die in such a humiliating way.

Although there were many scouts and secret sentries hidden near the gate of the camp that survived the disaster, and countless deadly traps were even set up, so that a few unlucky people accidentally stepped on them and died on the spot.

However, the defense force inside the camp was still very strict, and the vivid lessons made them dare not relax in the slightest.

Because the half-elf ranger can always accurately detect the weakest point of the camp, and then sneak in quietly to carry out the craziest massacre under unexpected circumstances.

Yesterday's Fourth Legion was ambushed by the half-elf ranger at dawn when the defenders were lax, leaving countless corpses and rough five-star paw prints in the camp.

"With such strict defenses, I'm afraid even birds can't fly over." Inside the camp, illuminated by countless torches like daylight, the hobgoblin patrol leader secretly sighed while looking around vigilantly.

After all, there are groups of crows scouting in the sky at night, and there are wandering wargs on the ground. Even in the bushes outside the camp, there are many cruel and vicious apes hiding.

Therefore, the patrol captain of the hobgoblin really couldn't think of any other way for the half-elf ranger to kill all the guards at the gate without a sound, and then sneaked into the camp.

Thinking of the hobgoblin here, he couldn't help but feel a little relieved. Many camps outside the Hruk hobgoblin were attacked by surprise, which affected the hobgoblin leader in the core area.

During the day, the leader of the hobgoblin personally led a group of guards to inspect every camp that was successfully raided, and told everyone that the half-elf ranger would not be arrogant for a few days, and soon his body would be hung on the highest point of the camp. , for all to see.

If that day really comes, he must be the first to rush there, and thank this ranger.

Why should you be thankful?

Because this ranger helped them patronize several legions around them, the strength of these legions was greatly damaged, and their sixth legion became the strongest legion invisibly.

At that time, when the general attack on the Lizardmen in the Bottomless Swamp is launched, their Sixth Legion will naturally become the first striker that the hobgoblin leader will consider.

Only when there is war, will there be military exploits, and with military exploits, their military rank will be promoted step by step.

With military ranks, after they die in battle, their spirits will honorably join the mighty Magrubie's army on the plane of Shura with their glorious military ranks, and continue to follow in the footsteps of the supreme chief to fight Quartet.

As for those hobgoblins who died in humiliation, they were nothing more than cannon fodder in the army of the Shura plane, and they were not qualified to see the glory of the mighty at all.

Thinking of the happiness, the hobgoblin patrol leader involuntarily became hot inside, and his walking steps became much lighter, and the frightening figure of the stalker of the path of silence seemed to be less scary.

"call out!"

As he was walking, the hobgoblin patrol leader suddenly heard a howl piercing through the air. With rich combat experience, he instantly judged that the sound of powerful arrows tearing the air was definitely made by the composite longbow.

The look of the hobgoblin patrol leader who thought of the composite longbow changed suddenly, because the half-elf ranger was carrying a powerful composite longbow.

The patrol captain, who realized that the situation was not good, didn't care to think about how the half-elf ranger sneaked into the camp without a sound, and he didn't care to look back to see that the unlucky guy was shot and killed.

"enemy……"

He was about to roar, trying to alert everyone around him that the damned half-elven ranger was on the hunt.

"Pfft!"

However, just in the middle of his words, another whistling arrow hit his neck precisely, choking back the rest of his words.

A tearing pain mixed with burning flames and jumping electric arcs quickly spread to the patrol leader's whole body.

The patrol captain, whose eyes gradually became dizzy, saw a black shadow falling from the night before he fell to the ground. His body was as silent as a shadow, like a leaf fluttering in the autumn wind, seemingly inconspicuous.

Immediately afterwards, the patrol captain saw the black shadow pulling out two sharp blades in the blink of an eye, one blade was changing from fiery red to bright white, and the other blade was emitting pale blue light, and then the black shadow disappeared before his eyes. without a trace.

"thump!"

The hobgoblin patrol leader fell to the ground to the accompaniment of several sharp knives piercing his flesh behind him.

However, he wasn't dead yet, he just couldn't breathe.

Thorn, who was completely covered in a cloak, held a one-handed sword in each hand, and walked over the five dead hobgoblin corpses.

Thorn, who was walking silently, suddenly met two hobgoblin warriors at the corner, and then the two hobgoblins fell down under two sharp sword lights.

"Ow!"

At this time, the dire wolf howled loudly, smelling the smell of blood, and a giant black wolf with a length of more than 5 meters roared and blocked Thorne's way.

Blood-red light flashed in the dire wolf's pupils, white air was spewing out of its mouth, and drops of saliva seeped from the gaps in its white fangs onto the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the huge body of this dire wolf known for its brutality bowed slightly, its hard front paws scratched the ground, and its powerful hind legs kicked violently. The whole body was like a sharp arrow off the string, and rushed towards Thorne. past.

Thorn bowed his body slightly, swung his sword forward simply and quickly, and passed through the soft belly of the dire wolf in the blink of an eye.

His movements were so fast that not a single drop of blood was stained.

"Woooooooo..."

The dire wolf whimpered in pain, it had long lost its majestic and arrogant appearance just now, and its limp body fell to the ground and began to twitch slightly.

Because its abdomen was cut into a deep gap by a sharp blade like a plow, and the scarlet blood mixed with internal organs flowed all over the ground.

However, the dire wolf's attack was not useless, at least its shrill howl attracted the hobgoblins patrolling nearby.

"The half-elf ranger is here!"

"Stalker of the Way of Silence!"

"How did he get in here?"

……

A dozen or so hobgoblins noticed the rangers who were slowly moving towards them, and the shadow of fear began to fill their hearts.

When they looked at the ranger's bright eyes like sharp swords, they seemed to see a terrifying mountain of corpses covered in blood and bones, so that the weapons in their hands for self-protection felt uncontrollable, trembling legs It started to retreat uncontrollably.

"We have too many people, kill him!" A hobgoblin warrior who suddenly woke up roared, then immediately put away his long sword and took out the heavy crossbow hanging from his waist.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

A dozen or so hobgoblins came to their senses immediately, and roared one after another, emboldening themselves and boosting their morale. Then, they attacked the ranger and surrounded them.

"Ding!"

Thorne swung his sword to sway the galloping crossbow arrows, and stood quietly on the spot.

——"Scary momentum!"

When all the hobgoblins approached, a suffocating murderous aura suddenly erupted from his body.

All the hobgoblins froze in place, and then all their faces showed fear, as if there was something terrible, they fled in all directions in a panic.

There was even a hobgoblin who had fled and slammed his furry head against the stone house, causing his nose to be bruised and bloody.

Looking at these hobgoblins fleeing like headless chickens, Thorn suddenly accelerated and rushed over.

The two sword blades in his hand were like butterfly wings piercing flowers, going back and forth several times in the bright white light curtain, one after another cold light flashed, and all the fleeing hobgoblins were spared, all fell to the ground and died.

"Roar!"

At this time, a strong and vicious ape jumped down from the climbing roof. It waved its sharp giant claws and slapped the ranger's body with a piercing sound.

Thorne, who had keen senses, was ready to deal with the moment the roar of the dire ape sounded. He turned slightly sideways, and easily avoided the sneak attack of the dire ape.

"Pfft!"

Thorne with a calm expression flashed a bright white flame in the desert wind, and one arm of the vicious ape flew into the dust.

The howling dire ape tried to counterattack with the other arm, a cold light flashed again, and the other arm of the dire ape fell to the ground again.

Thorne's attack didn't stop at all, the moment he cut off the arm of the vicious ape, the third sword followed closely, and precisely pierced the heart of the beast.

Then Thorne passed the corpse of the dire ape and continued to move forward in the alley.

It didn't take long for dense figures to surround him from the front and rear directions at the same time.

——"Second Ring Divine Art: Wind Wall Art!"

Thorne first cast a roaring wind wall behind him to resist the howling crossbow arrows for him.

——"Three-ring Divine Art: Sandstorm!"

Then cast a cold gaze on the enemy directly in front, and immediately took out a handful of sand.

Accompanied by the flickering of the holy emblem, a violent sandstorm instantly blew up in the dense crowd, and the sandstorm blown up by the strong wind directly rolled the smaller goblins into the night sky.

The dust and turbid smoke covered the sight of the group of hobgoblins, but they couldn't cover up the screams and wailing from inside.

——"Spell-like ability: Fireball!"

Then, a fireball the size of a washbasin emerged in Thorne's palm, and with a bang, the fireball mercilessly smashed into the violent sandstorm.

In the dark night, waves of scorching fire suddenly burst out from the sandstorm blown up by the strong wind. The flames swirled crazily in the raging sandstorm, burning all living creatures.

At the same time, behind Thorne, the hobgoblins who were blocked by the "Wind Wall Technique", which made the crossbow arrows useless raised their blades and shields one after another, shouting to boost their morale, and charged towards Thorne. .

Thorn clenched the two swords in his hands, turned around abruptly, and looked at the approaching hobgoblin warriors. Immediately, the tragic situation of the half-occupied Falls Town appeared in his mind, and nameless anger gradually rose. He turned on the protection The "Deflection Field" on the ring greeted it alone.

The hobgoblin warrior who approached first tried to block the deadly blade with his shield, but Thorne's speed far exceeded the hobgoblin's reaction. Before the shield was raised, a cold light flashed, and the hobgoblin warrior's The head flew into the dust.

The charge of the other two hobgoblin warriors followed closely. They raised their shields in front of them and held their long swords tightly, and they approached Thorne in the blink of an eye.

"Bang! Bang!"

The two shields hit Thorn's protective barrier, making a dull sound.

Thorne's two sharp blades took the opportunity to flash two deadly lights, and precisely cut across the hobgoblin's fragile throat. Two streams of blood splashed, and the hobgoblin's body fell to the ground on its back.

Thorn, who completed the triple kill in an instant, seemed to have found the feeling of slaughtering members of the Lone Wolf Mercenary Group in the Underdark.

The two sword blades in his hand were covered with a layer of hazy sword energy, exuding a cold light, the qi refining technique in his body was involuntarily operating, and the energy of warm qi was continuously spreading to his whole body, Slowly replenish the stamina consumed in the battle for him.

So Thorne recalled the simple and deadly sword skills Carlock taught him, clenched the two sharp blades in his hands, his legs suddenly exerted force, turned into a swift black shadow, and rushed into the group of hobgoblin warriors.

I saw that the two swords in his hands formed a dazzling dance of death due to the excessive speed of swinging. Every time the sword light flashed, a hobgoblin warrior wailed mournfully as he was hit to the vital point.

Thorne was immersed in the thrill of fighting like this, and when he noticed the last blow of the beheading sword, he realized that the enemy had been completely wiped out by him.

Looking at a group of dead hobgoblin corpses, Thorne didn't show any signs of fatigue other than a sense of heartiness.

So he used the blade to carve a pattern of five-star paw prints on the ground, and then disappeared into the bloody night again, walking towards another place of killing.

For Thorne, the chaos has only just begun, and the good show has yet to really unfold.

In the hobgoblin camp, one of the most exquisitely built and sturdy stone house courtyards, the hobgoblin leader of the Sixth Legion was surrounded by a large group of guards and spellcasters.

The group of people listened to the shouting and fighting in the camp, but they didn't have the slightest intention to go to support.

At this time, although the head of the hobgoblin army sitting on the stone chair seemed to be very calm, he was actually panicking in his heart.

The other camps that were ravaged by the half-elf rangers left a deep impression on him. All the army leaders who tried to suppress this chaos died under the sharp blades, and even two unlucky ones were burned to death by the flames. live.

Therefore, he can't go out, he can't just die in such a humiliating manner, he must die in a war full of glory.

He thought that this was the safest place. In his camp, there were nearly 2000 slaves and hobgoblin fighters. Even if they stretched their necks and let the ranger slaughter them at will, it would take him a long time to waste.

He only needs to support the devil-like ranger under the protection of many guards and spellcasters until the devil-like ranger leaves.

At this moment, a hobgoblin rogue walked into the stone house in a panic, and the legion commander stood up immediately, and immediately went up to him, and asked in a slightly trembling voice: "Outside...outside...how is the situation? gone?"

This is a third-order rogue, his task is not to fight, but to help him observe the situation in the camp.

"The warehouse in the camp has been occupied by fire elements, and the fire is spreading continuously. If we don't rescue in time, all our supplies will probably be burned up.

In the area where the slaves were held, all the slaves have been released. A riot is taking place, and our soldiers are suppressing it with all their might.

The armory area is occupied by abyssal demons, the figure of the half-elf ranger is erratic, and all the guarding priests have been slaughtered by him..."

A series of bad news came out one after another, like a heavy hammer constantly hammering at the heart of the legion leader, but he dared not go out. If he went out, he might be targeted by that demon-like ranger, and then die in humiliation, or Turned into a pile of inconspicuous ashes like the two unlucky ones before.

The head of the hobgoblin army sat blankly on the stone chair, and now he could only pray in his heart for the help of the mighty Magrubie.

The situation at this time can only be saved by the supreme chief who lives in the plane of Shura, because that devil-like ranger is really terrible.

Suddenly, the sound of galloping footsteps came from far and near, and the desperate head of the hobgoblin army immediately cast his eyes outside the house.

Looking around, a hobgoblin priest in a pure black animal skin robe walked in surrounded by four warriors with blood-red stripes all over their bodies.

When the head of the hobgoblin army noticed the pattern on the priest's chest: a sharp giant ax with scarlet blood oozing from the edge of the blade.

He immediately recognized the other party's identity, this is a high-ranking priest from the Temple of the Almighty!

A look of joy flashed across the face of the head of the hobgoblin army. When he saw this high-ranking priest, he seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, so he immediately got up and greeted him.

"Heruk hobgoblins, the head of the Sixth Legion, you seem to be in trouble." The hobgoblin priest glanced at the head of the legion and said coldly: "I am entrusted by the spokesperson of the mighty, and I am here to help you." You solve this problem."

After the hobgoblin priest finished speaking, he sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a special talisman imprint to perform divine spells.

During the duration of the divine spell, when the talisman in the hands of this indifferent high-ranking priest flashed a blood-red light, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Hunters of the temple, with this amulet, you can lock the ranger's position. Go, your hunting time is up, I wish you a happy hunting tonight."

The hobgoblin priest stood up slowly, and threw the amulet in his hand to a hobgoblin with a pair of blood-red leather wings behind him.

"go!"

The hobgoblin who took the amulet waved his hand, and two dark-haired bear goblins and a hobgoblin with blood-red stripes on his face followed without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)