Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 344 Hunting Ritual
Under the bleak moonlight, the cold night wind blew past, the branches and leaves of the trees swayed with the wind, making a series of rustling sounds, and all kinds of small insects chirped incessantly among the roots of flowers, trees and grass.

At this time, near the Emerald Tower, accompanied by the surge of light from the array formation, more than a dozen hideous figures under the moonlight instantly appeared.

"Ow!"

Immediately afterwards, the howling of the wolf man sounded.

This creepy roar was like a sign, and all kinds of wild roars sounded in the vicinity of the Emerald Tower.

These strange voices are very mixed, whispering, roaring, screaming, and even human grinning and crazy shouts, all of them combined together, resounding through the entire waterfall town.

The tower has twelve floors.

"They're already here." Anderina listened to the creepy roar, looked at the hideous figures in the crystal ball, and a magic aura floated in her hand, and the detection spell that came with the insight eye was immediately captured by her. start up.

Then Anderina came back to her senses, and looked at Malvisa, the goblin wizard opposite, with a worried expression: "Three fourth-tier hunters, all other professional levels have reached third-tier."

"Then let them all in." Hearing Andrina's report, Malvisa's pale red eyes hidden under the brim of her hat gradually became brighter, and then she ordered to the communication circle beside her:

"Vel'Koz, control the protective energy of the tower's gate. We can't let them break in so easily, but we can't make it too difficult for them to come in, so as not to scare them away."

"Vel'Koz received!"

The communication circle flickered, and the voice of the mind flayer Vel'Koz guarding the elemental pool floated out.

"Thorn, the enemy has arrived at the gate of the tower, ready to fight." Then, Malvisa gave another order to the summoning circle.

"Thorn received!" Thorne's brief reply came from the communication circle.

"Is this really all right?" Seeing that everything was ready, Anderina finally couldn't help asking out her worries.

After all, three of the hunters this time have reached the exemplary way, and among the four of them, apart from the defense provided by the tower, only Thorne can barely resist it.

Therefore, she felt a little uneasy in her heart. If she failed tonight, what unimaginable consequences would happen.

"Whether you can succeed or not depends on whether Thorne's two swords are sharp enough." Malvisa glanced at the picture of the crystal ball, sighed slightly, and comforted with a smile:
"You just have to deal with the enemy with peace of mind. Don't cause Thorn to fall into a fatal crisis because of your distraction and mistakes. After all, he is under the greatest pressure. There must be no mistakes on our side."

"I see." Thinking of Thorn, Anderina seemed to recall something. She reached out and stroked her loose hair, a sweet smile involuntarily formed on the corner of her mouth, and then she nodded slightly.

Near the gate of the tower.

A thin old man leaning on crutches and covered in black robes, surrounded by many hunters, walked to the gate of the tower.

"Why didn't we choose to destroy the entire tower directly?" The wild boar with a big hammer walked up to the old man, looked at the towering emerald tower, and expressed his doubts.

He believed that if the entire tower was cut off in the middle, they would not have to break into the tower with such effort.

The thin old man looked at the wild boar man with cloudy eyes like an idiot, and said flatly, "Then go and break this gate open."

The Rat Man standing beside the old man heard his order, and looked at the wild boar man with a playful look in his eyes.

"Okay!" The wild boar responded happily, and then walked to the gate with two long-handled fine steel hammers in his hand.

"Break it to me!"

The wild boar roared, and two streams of steaming white air spewed out of its huge pig nose. The explosive muscles all over his body suddenly contracted, and two basketball-sized steel hammers smashed towards the door with unrivaled momentum. up.

"Bang! Bang!"

However, just as the two whistling hammers were about to approach the gate, they were suddenly blocked by an almost invisible force field barrier. Following two muffled sounds, two turbulent waves burst out from the glistening force field barrier. The wave of air directly responded to the wild boar with the most vicious counterattack.

"boom!"

Two turbulent air waves slammed into the wild boar man with a force of thunder.

The strong, stocky, giant-like wild boar threw out the long-handled hammer. Amidst howls, he drew a perfect parabola and fell into the spiked helmet bushes near the high tower.

The two hunters immediately ran over to help the howling wild boar.

The skinny old man didn't pay attention to the howling wild boar man, but leaned on a cane and accompanied by the rat man, walked to the gate, stretched out his withered left hand, gently stroked the almost invisible protective force field, and muttered to himself Said: "So it turned out to be a barrier of rebounding force."

"boom!"

Then, the crutch in the hand of the skinny old man lightly hit the ground, and an invisible magic aura instantly hit the protective barrier of the gate.

"Crack!"

It lasted like this for a while, and with an imperceptible sound, the protective barrier of the door shattered.

"It seems that such a rough technique is nothing more than that." The skinny old man took a breath, glanced at the door with disdain, and whispered to himself.

"Pig head, the rebound barrier of the gate has been lifted by the blood master, do you still want to try its hardness?" Noticing the abnormality of the gate, the ratman's eyes lit up while playing with the dagger, and he smiled at the wild boar whose mouth was still oozing blood said the man.

"Very good!" The wild boar grinned, responding to the rat man's ridicule with his actions.

"Bang! Bang!"

Immediately afterwards, the long-handled iron hammer in the wild boar's hand slammed into the gate of the high tower again, and amidst the deafening noise, bursts of dazzling sparks burst out.

However, it did not leave any traces on the dark cyan door, but directly responded to the attacker with two lightning bolts jumping with dark purple arcs.

Two thumb-thick lightning bolts precisely hit the dazed wild boar, and the jumping arc quickly spread to the wild boar's burly body.

"what!!!"

A loud roar like killing a pig sounded again.

"Buzz!"

Seeing this, the skinny old man pointed at the wild boar with his cane. Under the influence of the spell, the crackling arcs disappeared without a trace.

"This is a hunting ceremony in response to my lord, don't overplay it." The skinny old man gave the grinning rat man a cold look, and said flatly, "Go and remove all the magic traps on the gate."

"Yes!"

The grinning Ratman noticed the cold gaze of the skinny old man, narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and immediately walked obediently towards the gate of the tower.

A group of hunters all stood there patiently, watching the Rat Man's nimble hands jingling on the gate.

It lasted like this for a while, the Ratman wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and extended a gesture of completion.

"Don't move! Let me smash the gate!" The ashen-faced wild boar walked up again with heavy steps.

"That's a magic brick that has been warmed by energy. You can't break it, so don't waste your efforts." The thin old man's voice was very soft, but everyone could hear it clearly.

The wild boar, who was eager to try, immediately calmed down when he heard the old man's unquestionable words.

"Boom!"

Activated by the Ratman, the gate of the high tower slowly rose with a dull bang.

The dark interior space also caught the sight of all hunters.

The skinny old man turned his attention to the Ratman.

The Ratman understood, turned into a shadow, and disappeared into the deep darkness of the tower.

after awhile.

"Let's go."

A gleam flashed across the cloudy eyes of the thin old man, and then he left a word and walked in first.

So all the hunters followed the old man's footsteps and walked in.

"Boom!"

The moment the last Jackal entered the tower, the gate closed again with a dull bang.

The back road was suddenly blocked, and all the hunters cast their scarlet eyes on the skinny old man.

"Hunters of Mara, welcome to the Emerald Tower in Fallstown, I wish you a happy hunting tonight!" Suddenly, a man covered in a black cloak appeared at the spiral staircase on the first floor of the tower. silhouette.

As soon as the words fell, a holy emblem engraved with five-star paw prints in the black shadow's hand suddenly burst into a dazzling light in the deep darkness, dazzling the eyes.

"Followers of Gwailun, you will soon taste the fear of being a prey. Using a stalker of the Way of Silence as a sacrifice, and everyone in Fallshang Town as a foil, will usher in the greatest glory of my lord." A generous gift."

The skinny old man noticed the red light from the skull magic weapon engraved with blood-oozing claws in his hand. He quietly watched the black shadow that appeared, and evoked a cold smile.

"Then I look forward to your challenge at any time, I hope you won't let me down."

Just when the skinny old man was about to take action, the black shadow that suddenly appeared distorted for a moment, and disappeared without a trace after leaving a word.

Immediately afterwards, the shadow in the darkness twisted again, and the Ratman appeared at the place where the shadow disappeared, waving two daggers that flickered with cold light.

It's a pity that the target has long since disappeared, so his sneak attack is doomed to be in vain.

"Get ready for the ceremony!" Seeing that Guilun's followers disappeared, the skinny old man slammed his cane hard on the ground and said in a deep voice.

As soon as the words fell, these hunters whose strength was conservatively above the third level all dispersed to form a strange formation.

With all kinds of strange howls echoing in the hall, all the hunters raised their sharp knives or claws to draw a bloodstain on their ferocious cheeks.

Drops of scarlet blood slowly slid down the sides of all the hunters.

Then they all knelt down on one knee, with piety and bloodthirsty smiles on their faces, they sang a song of blood praising Mara, the god of hunting, in unison, and began to pray.

Hunting ceremony!

At this moment, it begins...

(End of this chapter)