Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 356

The night wind sent large swathes of dark clouds, half covering the bright moonlight.

In this increasingly dimmer light, the shadows of the trees danced in the air like ferocious beasts, casting chaotic black shadows all over the ground, which was creepy.

In a sparse grove, four ghouls with hideous faces sat around a bonfire burning with hard branches, enjoying the warmth under the cold wind and the bloody food.

With the crackling sound of cracking dry wood, sparks from the bonfire splashed everywhere.

The wolf eyes shining in the dim light of the fire revealed a cruel and bloodthirsty light, the air was filled with the smell of fireworks, and of course, there was a faint smell of blood, which was eerie and terrifying.

"Ow!"

With the howling night wind, the smoke from the bonfire shot straight into the sky, and the howling of wolves in the distance came from afar, one after another, echoing in the wilderness for a long time.

"Sand! Sand! Sand!"

Suddenly, the bushes near the campfire shook.

A burly Flinder leader jumped out of the bushes.

He immediately walked up to a few lazy wolf men around the campfire, and roared like a cannonball: "A bunch of idiots! Put out the fire! Be vigilant to me!"

The four jackals shrank their eyes in fright, hurriedly extinguished the bonfire, picked up handaxes, spears, broadswords and other weapons that were randomly discarded on the ground, scattered them, and looked around vigilantly.

This is one of the most elite tribes among the gnolls from the depths of the Great Swordscar Mountains: the hunting tooth gnoll tribe.

They never thought that there would be enemies in the Emerald Fields that could threaten the Fang Gnoll.

Moreover, they will soon launch a general attack to destroy the first small town on the other side of the Emerald River, and then use this as a base to gradually grow.

When they are strong enough, they will once again challenge the hateful hill giants and regain everything that belongs to them in the Great Sword Scar Mountain Range.

Therefore, in the face of those cowardly mortals who could only serve as food in the Emerald Field, these Gnoll scouts guarding the outermost camp did not think that they would dare to invade their camp on their own initiative.

But they didn't dare to disobey the angry leader in front of them, because almost all the hunter-tooth gnoll tribe was ruled by their cousin Flinder gnoll.

Although these cruel Flinder cousins ​​are clever strategists, they will use various tactical raids, ambushes, and superior numbers to strike the enemy, and finally make their tribe of hunting gnolls the most powerful tribe in the Great Swordscar Mountains. one.

But these Flynn's cousins ​​would also not hesitate to sacrifice them for their own benefit when commanding ordinary gnolls in battle or hunting parties.

Just like two months ago, in order to safely evacuate in the pursuit of the hill giant, they sacrificed a large number of compatriots to serve as bait and food for the hill giant.

But because of this, they were the first group of wolf man tribes that were able to successfully retreat in the Great Sword Scar Mountain Range when faced with the crazy attack of the hill giants.

Although these Flinder gnolls possess convincing abilities, they are also powerful and ferocious, so whenever they face their cousins ​​and obey orders, it is often because of fear, not blind worship and trust.

The leader of the Flynn Wolf Man looked at his vigilant subordinates, and then nodded in satisfaction, revealing a ferocious smile.

Then he stretched out his paws to caress the horrific scratches on half of his face that exposed the bones, and looked angrily at the Great Sword Scar Mountain Range with a pair of gleaming dark green eyes.

This was left behind by a stone as large as a millstone during his battle with the hill giant. If he hadn't reacted in time, this stone would have thrown him into the embrace of the King of Gnolls in an instant.

It's a pity that their king of gnolls seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep over time during the Battle of Cold Winter City, so that he did not show miracles and gifts to the gnoll tribe in the Great Swordscar Mountain Range for a long time.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been forced into such a desperate situation by those clumsy hill giants.

It is undoubtedly very difficult for a group without the protection of gods to develop and grow.

This is why most kobolds like to be ruled by dragons, and little goblins in the wilderness would rather work as humble slaves in hobgoblin tribes or be ruled by a group of violent bear goblins who treat them as playthings than live alone in the wilderness.

Because only in this way, their ethnic group can be sheltered, and can gradually multiply and grow, instead of being destroyed.

Therefore, their tribe of gnolls from the Great Swordscar Mountains had to perform the bloodiest sacrificial ceremony in the settlement of the Emerald Field.

Only in this way, will their sleeping Gnoll God gain power and wake up, and they will be the first to receive favor and receive the gift of Gnoll God Yeenogu.

At that time, their hunting tooth gnoll tribe will become the most powerful gnoll tribe in the Great Swordscar Mountain Range, instead of having 'one' dotted on the back.

Then lead all the gnolls to retake the land occupied by the hill giants and regain everything they lost.

Thinking of the happy place, the angry pupils of the leader of the Flinder Gnoll began to be replaced by fire, and then he turned to look at the town of Stallman on the other side of the Emerald River.

There will be the first step in the rise of their tribe of hunting gnolls.

As long as the high priests of the camp had collected all the ritual materials, they would immediately launch a fierce attack on them, causing these descendants contaminated with the blood of demons to fall into the bloody sacrificial ceremony of pain and death, and they wailed mournfully in the agony.

This will all become a great power for the King of Gnolls to quickly wake up.

"The ceremony will start soon, hehehe..." The dark green pupils of the wolf man's head became brighter, and he grinned open his big mouth full of sharp fangs, showing a hideous and terrifying smile.

He hadn't tasted that tender and delicious mortal flesh for a long time, and he had already begun to plan in his heart how to feast on it after breaking through Stallman Town.

The moment he smirked, the shadow behind the leader of the gnoll twisted for a moment, and an inexplicable chill made his mane stand up all over his body, and he couldn't help feeling that he was so close to death.

As it turns out, his feelings were pretty much right.

"Pfft!"

When the wolf man lowered his head to look at his chest, a sharp blade had already passed through his heart, and the burning pain seeped into his blood.

When he was dying, he finally saw a sword tip emitting pale blue light emerging from the wound, and drops of scarlet blood were dripping down the blade.

Thorne threw away the body of the leader of the gnoll with a cold expression. With the blessing of the "Silence Technique" on himself, he didn't have to worry about any noise around him.

Immediately afterwards, his hazy body disappeared into the shadows again.

Large swaths of blood poured out, and the smell of blood in the air has become much stronger.

The moment the corpse fell to the ground, the vigilant Jackals scattered around immediately sensed that something was wrong.

One of the jackals with two scratches on his face obviously stopped in vigilance. His intuition became very strong from the long-term killing, and he almost immediately planned to swing his hand ax to strike behind him.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

A sword blade with cold light pierced through the back of his heart and came out through his body.

Immediately at this moment, another long sword emitting a light orange flame came out of its sheath like lightning, and directly slashed at the slow-reacting companion next to him, and a bloody coyote head flew into the dust.

In the gap between the two Jackals' deaths, the other two Jackals had also turned around, and noticed this figure who was shrouded in a black cloak and flickered in the night.

The first reaction of the two jackals was not to roar and rush forward to deliver the head, but their chests heaved at the same time, ready to let out a roar loud enough to spread across the wilderness.

However, the speed of the black shadow was even faster, and he turned into a phantom like the wind and passed away from the two wolf men. The loud roar of the wolf men was like a broken bellows, whistling in the gap in the throat .

Soon the two jackals clutched their necks and fell into the dust.

They're not dead, they're just not breathing.

Thorn stepped on the body of the wolf man and walked over, disappeared in the twisted shadow again, and moved towards the next target silently.

He possesses the stance technique "Shadow Beloved" and the invisibility technique "Shadow Cloak" of the Shadow Hand School, combined with his ranger magic skills "No Trace", "Silence" and "Forest Concealment", as well as the higher-level " Stealth" skill and half-elf racial trait "wild mask".

With the blessing of so many characteristics, specialties, and skills, combined with the ranger's tracking ability, it was a piece of cake for him to clean up all the light and dark posts around the gnoll camp.

After all, until now, he hadn't found any enemies that could threaten him. Even the Flinder Gnoll who had reached the third level just now died without a sound.

Therefore, tonight is destined to be a night full of killings for Thorne.

And for the jackals, it's a fear...

Oh, no, it should be the night of destruction!

Thorne remembered the crazy plan of the night lord Anakeys against the gnolls, and he began to look forward to it.

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(End of this chapter)