Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 35 Encountering the Wolves
The night is already deep, and the thick night covers the vast land, and the faint starlight sprinkles on the wilderness.

The continuous wilderness was dark, and the withered and yellow weeds swayed in the howling night wind, making whimpering sounds.

In this small valley sheltered from the wind, the bonfire is still exerting its residual heat, burning dry and cracked branches and making crackling noises.

The five warrior players and Pardo snuggled up to each other for warmth, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

The troll Trundle stood guard in front of Andrina's camping tent, looking around and Thorne sitting cross-legged not far from time to time.

He is a troll race, with a physical attribute of more than 25 points, and the weak cold wind in the wilderness is like a breeze blowing on his face.

Ow!

Suddenly, the loud howling of wolves echoed across the wilderness.

Thorn, who was sitting cross-legged not far from the camp, opened his eyes suddenly, then immediately got up and looked in the direction of the sound.

What he was most worried about happened, the firelight really attracted these beasts.

Thorne soon discovered a pair of dark green pupils in the dark jungle in the distance.

Wolves!

Is it a dire wolf?Or a warg?

In Emerald Fields, the two most common packs of wolves are dire wolves and wargs.

The dire wolf has long been considered the ancestor of all wolf packs, and although it is large and strong, its intelligence is very low.

Thorne is one of the last things Thorne wants to see wolves, relying entirely on the instinct of primitive wild hunting.

At this time, a giant black wolf whose size was almost the same as that of a buffalo on a small hill not far away caught Thorne's attention.

Seeing the malice and cunning in the giant wolf's eyes, Thorne instantly recognized the wolf's identity.

This is the leader of a warg!

Thorn breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it wasn't the dire wolf, but the appearance of the warg was also very troublesome.

Wargs are offshoots of dire wolves with a certain amount of intelligence and an evil nature.

The cunning and vicious wargs like to roam the remote wilds, or be tamed by goblins and hobgoblins.

Although these creatures use wargs as mounts, they turn on their riders whenever they feel wronged or lack the food supplies they need.

They have their own languages, and some of the wiser ones even speak Goblin and Common.

Although these cunning guys are not as strong as their dire wolf ancestors, their intelligence is exceptionally high.

Wargs prefer to live and hunt in packs.

Almost all humanoids are included in their recipes.

In other words, they encountered a wolf pack.

Thorne looked around with a slightly heavy expression.

Ow!Ow!
With the howling of wolves, the wolves hiding in the darkness not far away came out one after another.

A pack of wolves with green eyes shining slowly approached Thorn's small valley camp.

The loud howling of wolves also woke everyone up.

The five warrior players and Pardo turned pale with fright when they saw the dense pack of wolves around them.

The weapon in his hand trembled slightly.

The troll Trundle immediately tightened the pure metal mace in his hand, and guarded it in front of Anderina's tent.

Anderina gently opened the tent and walked out with a staff in hand. When she saw the wolves preparing to surround them in the distance.

A faint golden light suddenly burst out from the eyes, and almost invisible magic power waves permeated the whole body.

Thorne saw the fluctuation of magic power condensed by Anderina's staff, and immediately judged the spell that the other party was about to cast.

His face changed, and he rushed over quickly.

"Don't be impulsive!" Thorn suddenly appeared behind Andrina, pressed her right hand that was about to swing the staff, and said softly.

Seeing Thorne's slightly heavy eyes and the strong force on his wrist, Andelina frowned slightly. After struggling with her right hand, she immediately dissipated the fluctuations of magic power around her.

Feeling the dissipated magic power of the opponent, Thorne let go of his clenched wrist, then turned to look at the trembling warriors and Pardo and said:

"Put down all the weapons in your hands, and then burn the bonfire more violently."

Several soldiers heard the words, although they were a little puzzled, they didn't dare to have the slightest objection, and they all followed suit.

Because the only one who can help them get out of trouble at this time is Thorne.

Immediately afterwards they threw all the branches that Trundle had picked up into the fire.

——"One-ring spell: Burning Hand!"

Pardo squatted in the corner, seeing that the branches were burning very slowly, and it didn't have the expected effect.

So with a soft moan, a conical flame burst out from his fingertips and shot towards the fire.

boom!
The campfire ignited almost all the branches, and the bright flames shot up into the sky, as if to illuminate the entire night, and at the same time emitted scorching heat, making everyone back away.

Thorne nodded slightly appreciatively to Pardo, but he didn't expect this little guy's brain to work quite well.

Then he drew out the long sword at his waist and said to Andrina, "Come on, come with me to meet the wolf king for a while."

"Mistress, be careful!"

The troll Trundle didn't quite understand what Thorne meant though.

But seeing Thorne's confident eyes, he didn't refute, and could only tell Anderina.

Anderina hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to follow. At this time, they were surrounded by the approaching pack of wolves.

In this silent wilderness, even she used spells to smash the encirclement.

The speed of two legs can't outrun these wild wolves, and the patience of these cunning creatures is extraordinarily sufficient.

Hours or even a day of stalking often occurs in order to track prey.

What's more, there are various unknown dangers hidden in the depths of the wilderness, running around aimlessly will only make you die faster!
Seeing that Anderina had followed, Thorne immediately walked to her side and gave her some instructions.

Then he took her and began to slowly approach the direction of the wolf king.

Swish!
In the dim night, all the wolves in the wilderness came out of the darkness.

When their green eyes saw the raging fire in the valley, a flash of fear flashed in their eyes, and they all stopped.

flame!

Beasts in the wilderness will have a natural fear of them!

However, under the wolf king's whispers, the stagnant pack of wolves continued to slowly approach the valley again.

Roar!
When the wolf king saw that Thorne was approaching him, the hairs all over his body stood on end, his two front paws scratched the ground fiercely, and he growled non-stop at Thorne in a demonstrative manner.

And the several wargs near it also rushed over immediately, bowed slightly, ready to pounce in Thorn's direction at any time.

Seeing this, Thorn stopped in his tracks, stared coldly at the dark green pupils of the wolf king, and the long sword in his right hand shook slightly.

——"Desert Wind Sect (Enhanced Skill): Red Lotus Sword!"

In the dim night, Thorn's long sword erupted with hot flames, reflecting the wolf king's jet-black hair red.

——"Three-ring spell: Fireball!"

At the same time, Andrina had just finished preparing her spell. A dark red fireball the size of a washbasin contained astonishing energy, and it kept beating in the night under the guidance of the staff.

The wolf king's human eyes took a deep look at Thorne's dancing sword and the fireball floating in front of Anderina.

The color of fear in the eyes flashed away, and then let out a low howl.

Then he turned around and disappeared into the thick night, and the wolves who surrounded the small valley also let out a low growl, turned and left one after another.

"Not all adventures need swords to solve." Thorne saw the wolves leaving, and with a thought, the flame of the long sword quickly dissipated, and whispered to Anderina.

If they encountered dire wolves at this time, Thorn would disappear into the night without saying a word. The ferocious dire wolves are completely a group of beasts dominated by wildness.

But the wargs are different, they have pretty good intelligence.

They understand that there are many prey that can be hunted in the wilderness, and there is no need to take the risk of provoking a group of dangerous wilderness adventurers.

What's more, there is a terrifying spellcaster!
The fear of spellcasters has been infiltrated into their blood for thousands of years.

Numerous painful lessons have taught these beasts, never easily provoke those who can cast various spells.

Thorn, who used to live in Fallstown, has dealt with these wolves a lot, and he knows the cunning character of these guys very well.

Andrina dispelled the spells around her, moved her reddish wrist, looked at Thorn, turned around and walked into the tent with a soft snort.

(End of this chapter)