Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 496 Silver Dragon Knights

According to the time agreed in advance by Thorne and the female lord Alvy, on the third day, the female wizard Cecile and the elf swordsman Lance came to the 'Little Frog' tavern to meet him on time and headed towards the Blighthead Mountains together.

At dawn, the light was gray and the air was humid, smelling of night rain and morning fog.

The three of Thorne left Twin Towers Town and walked towards the small valley in the Barren Skull Mountain Range without stopping.

Walking along the way, except for a few ogre remnants who didn't have long eyes trying to block the road and rob, nothing happened.

They walked into the depths of the mountains, passed through patches of weed-covered forests along the ancient trails, and finally stopped in a deserted forest not far from the small valley, waiting for the invited leader of the paladin army.

Thorne took the initiative to clean up the outermost scouts arranged by the Mara hunters, kept a certain distance from Cecil and the two, and casually leaned against a thick birch tree.

Looking up, all eyes are full of emerald green.

The midday sun shines through the dense leaves, casting circular light spots on the ground.

The ground is covered with thick fallen leaves and dead branches, which rustle when stepped on, and unknown birds scream with long tones, showing the tranquility of the forest.

The three of them seemed to be taciturn, and none of them was willing to provoke the topic and break the tranquility.

After a while, Thorn, who rarely enjoyed a quiet time, opened his eyes and looked at the forest road vigilantly.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of rumbling horseshoes came from afar.

Then, where they could see, a group of silver armored knights riding heavy horses appeared.

The three of them looked at each other and instantly understood that the Lord they were waiting for was coming, so they took the initiative to greet him.

Soon, in a clearing in the woods, Thorne met the leader of the paladin army who believed in Tom, the god of truth.

As one of the three gods of justice, Tom, the god of truth, is a stern, upright and unyielding god, and also the most active good god in fighting evil forces.

This paladin of the God of Truth is covered from head to toe in thick silver-white steel armor, and wears a purple and silver striped cloak on his shoulders, folded and shining in the scorching sun.

There are many metal discs on the surface of the armor to protect the junction between the arms and the chest, and they are painted to look like a silver dragon flapping its wings.A sturdy neck armor is also worn around the neck, silver dragon wings are displayed on both sides of the helmet, and the mask is in the shape of a slightly ferocious dragon's mouth.

While Thorne was looking at him, the human paladin riding on a heavy horse was also looking at him through the gap in the steel mask with his deep eyes.

As for the elven swordsman Lance and the sorceress Cecil, they were two steps behind Thorne, obviously planning to focus on him.

"Stalker of the Way of Silence, Tower Master of the Emerald Tower, Ranger Thorne?"

The paladin dismounted and threw the cloak behind him, revealing a holy emblem engraved with an iron gauntlet standing outwards hanging on his chest.

With the creaking of the armor, he came to Thorne, took off the steel mask and iron gauntlet, stretched out his right hand to him, and said in a deep voice: "Hello, Your Excellency Thorne, Commander of the Cliff Fort, Ah! Valmykrell, here as promised. Thank you for your assistance."

Although he didn't quite understand why the lord of Twin Towers Town only sent three people to assist him, but when the paladin recognized the true identity of the ranger in front of him, all doubts in his heart were immediately swept away.

Listening to the paladin's sonorous words and brief self-introduction, Thorne felt very pleasant.

As it turns out, he doesn't really like talking to rambunctious people either.

This kind of person who can do things and doesn't push too much is very efficient when doing things. He likes to deal with this kind of person the most.

"Hello, General Aval, happy cooperation." Thorne didn't talk nonsense, he smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to shake with the other party, and said no more.

However, when he sensed the holy aura unique to the clergy around the other party, he still couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Judging from the paladin's appearance, the opponent was at most a man in his early thirties.

As an original resident without system assistance, being able to raise his strength to the fourth-level model way at this age shows that the other party's talent is extremely outstanding.

This also means that he is not far away from the legend, or before his twilight years, he can touch the threshold of the legend of destiny, and it is not impossible to even go further.

Moreover, the human paladin in front of him has such strength at this age. If it were other people, he might be so arrogant, but the other party gave him more of a kind of humility from a paladin.

Even though he, as the regiment commander of Cliff Fort, had cultivated an aura of calmness and prestige, Thorne didn't feel the mountain-like heaviness when he shook hands with the other party.

For him, he still likes to cooperate with this kind of disciplined and powerful original inhabitants, especially the paladins.

Because you can always trust your back to them.

With the participation of the fourth-level paladin in front of him and nearly a hundred soldiers behind him.

Thorne felt that this lineup could easily wipe out the small village where the Mara hunters lived, without him calling Taling and sending reinforcements to support them.

"The scouts wandering around have been cleaned up by me, and we can launch a strong attack directly." Seeing that all the knights behind the paladin dismounted and placed their horses in the dense forest, Thorne stared in the direction of the valley and suggested to him:

"General Avar, please lead the Silver Dragon Knights to sweep away the black blood people in the valley."

According to the story of the female lord Alvi, Thorne learned that the Silver Dragon Knights are the most elite force in the Huskan Kingdom, and their main duties are similar to those of close bodyguards.

I don't know how many grades higher than the White Rose Knights he had seen before.

After all, the former is similar to the royal elite, while the latter is more like a local knight order.

And the paladin General Avar is a famous paladin in Seput City and even Huskan Kingdom.

As a dazzling new star, he is not only the head of the Legion of the Precipitous Fort in the Blighted Skull Mountain Range, but also the current head of the Silver Dragon Knights.

Now, as a paladin and legion leader, after completely defeating the allied ogre army in the Barren Skull Mountain Range, he finally took the time to prepare to eliminate the black blood people hidden in the valley.

It is said that the uprising of ogres and hill giants in the Blighthead Mountains is related to this group of Mala believers hiding here.

This is also the real reason why the paladin Avar was so obsessed with destroying them after the war.

"It's my duty, it's my duty!"

The paladin had a solemn expression. He followed Thorne's gaze, clasped his fists and saluted him, immediately put on his helmet and put down his mask, drew out the long sword around his waist, and shouted to the hundred silver dragon guards behind him:

"The time for bloody struggle has come!"

"There is a settlement of black blood people ahead!"

"They spread evil beliefs, weave conspiracies, and create chaos in the Wild Skull Mountains. They tried to make the border of the Huskan Kingdom fall into the fear and crying of the hunting ceremony under the darkness of the evil god."

"The Knights of the Silver Dragon are the sharpest swords in the Huskan Kingdom. Soldiers! Tell me, now, what shall we do?"

The long sword was facing the scorching sun, and the sunlight fell on Avar and his silver armor. With these cadenced words, there was an inspiring magical power.

"Sweep!"

"Sweep away all evil!" A hundred members of the Silver Dragon Knights shouted in unison.

Looking at the golden broadsword held high by the paladin, Thorne obviously noticed a strange magical aura circulating on the long sword under the scorching sun, and intertwined and twisted runes emerged on the blade.

The dazzling light of the runes made him squint his eyes slightly, and then he took a look at the Silver Dragon Knights who were waiting in formation, and took the initiative to walk in the forefront to lead them the way.

After about half an hour.

Thorn led more than 100 people to the village near the deep valley.

This village occupied by the people of black blood has not changed much from the first time he came.

The only difference is that the wooden fence surrounding the village is covered with all kinds of beast carcasses, which looks extremely terrifying.

In addition to the powerful hunters, the Mara believers living in the village are mainly black blood people. This is a hunting tribe composed of a group of lycanthropes who believe in the god of hunting.

These cruel hunters live by hunting, follow the will of the hunting god and their own animal instincts, and hunt all intelligent creatures in groups in the Barren Skull Mountains until all the hunters are wiped out until.

According to the information, almost all the powerful hunters in the entire Corina Peninsula gathered here.

The root cause of this situation lies mainly in Thorne.

In three years, those Mara hunters who lived in seclusion in the Great Sword Scar Mountain Range were almost wiped out by him alone.

This directly caused Mara's hunters to huddle together to keep warm.

In the end, under the protection of a Tier [-] professional, they all gathered in the Barren Skull Mountain Range.

"The aura of negative energy has intensified again." The paladin Avar, who was walking with Thorne, frowned and said in a deep voice.

Then, he looked at the werewolf guards wandering around on the two towers of the village and near the gate with his cold eyes hidden in the steel mask, and looked at Thorn beside him: "Can you come with me and quickly kill their sentinels?"

As a paladin, as soon as he approached the valley, he keenly smelled a breath of negative energy that couldn't be concealed.

It's vigorous and full-bodied.

This made him feel that there seemed to be a plane passage leading to the Shadowfall Underworld hidden in the depths of this valley, which made the paladin's heart feel heavy.

That's why he immediately gave up his plan to attack directly.

"No problem." Thorne nodded, waved his hand casually, as if a crack had been cut in the air by him, and a composite longbow and two ordinary sharp arrows appeared in his hand.

He was still a little surprised that General Avar did not choose to attack by force.

After all, in his eyes, paladins seldom use tactics to act, and they usually just go up and get it done.

However, when he thought that the other party's other identity was the Legion Commander of the Cliff Fort, he also wanted to understand the reason.

Then, Thorn suddenly noticed the faint light of the ring of the paladin on his finger, and remembered Avar's whisper to himself just now, and his expression gradually became dignified.

Obviously, this valley is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Seeing that the rangers around him were getting ready, the paladin Avar also took off a high-quality composite longbow that was carried behind his back.

He gestured to the soldiers behind him, who immediately disappeared in the woods and waited quietly.

The paladin nodded to Thorne, then sneaked along the grass, and touched the hunter at the gate.

Seeing this, Thorne exchanged glances with the sorceress Cécile, telling her to make preparations, and then quietly climbed up a big tree, preparing to deal with the hunters on the tower.

Meanwhile, in a dark, twisted temple of Mara deep in the valley.

On the altar made of obsidian, a beast sculpture with black fur and antlers, which looks like a cat, stands in the center.

A fallen druid dressed in blood beast fur armor knelt down in front of the statue, his eyes were closed tightly, and he was holding a transparent crystal ball emitting icy cold air in his hands, chanting words.

This deeply hidden underground temple is filled with awe-inspiring voices.

Just like the wind of darkness lingering in the temple, there are always strange sounds coming out of the silent space, sometimes like the laughter of children, sometimes like glass marbles rolling on the ground, and like the low growls of mournful and strange beasts.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, the sound of glass cracking resounded throughout the underground temple.

The fallen druid who was kneeling on the ground had a look of panic, and stood up in a panic.

He looked at the shards of the crystal ball scattered on the ground, and at his bloody palm pierced by the shards, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

This is not an ordinary crystal ball, but a treasure with advanced prophecy.

Just now, the fallen druid was using the treasure to divine whether he could unlock the secrets hidden in the valley.

Who would have thought that the crystal ball exploded directly.

Sensing something bad, the fallen druid stumbled towards a secret passage in the temple.

At the end of the secret passage is a small laboratory. Apart from scattered and frightening items on the table, the most conspicuous thing is a skull burning with dark green flames.

It can be seen from the flames that this decayed skull is full of traces of time, and it is engraved with complicated magic patterns.

At this time, the palm of the flustered fallen druid was close to the skull, and the negative energy visible to the naked eye was being injected into it by the druid's right arm.

"Crimson Lion Hunter, are you in trouble? Don't tell me, you can't even deal with the paladins in Cliff Fort." A hoarse old female voice came from the skull strangely.

"That's right, I need your help, Wolf Witch. On the Corina Peninsula, only you can help me." The fallen druid said to the skull with a gloomy face.

"You can't let go of the black blood people in the valley?" A mocking voice came from inside the skull: "Facing the attack of the paladins, with your strength, can you still not protect yourself? You are simply useless waste!"

The fallen druid said in a cold tone: "All the hunters of the entire peninsula are gathered in the valley, there are more than a dozen Malar's claws whose strength has reached the third level, and a group of violent beasts I recently researched. The resources I have accumulated for decades can't just be lost, this..."

"Enough!" The dark green flame of the skull suddenly rose to a height of half a meter, followed by a sharp roar, forcibly interrupting the druid's words, and the dark green flame returned to its original state, Another gloomy voice came out:
"Lion hunter, don't pretend to be hypocritical for me there, don't think that I don't know what you are reluctant to bear, if you will sympathize with them? I'd rather believe it..."

"Wolf Witch! Enough is enough!"

Looking at the swaying green flame of the skull, the fallen druid roared like an angry beast, but quickly subdued his anger, showing an expression of unwillingness, staring at the skull firmly, and submissively said:
"...Please help me. In exchange, I'll tell you what I've been working on lately."

"Haven't you been looking for a way to break through, and want to obtain even a trace of the mystery of the Legend of Destiny?"

"What exactly do you want to say?" The skull was silent for a moment, and a trembling husky female voice came out.

"What I want to say is that this valley is likely to hide the inheritance of the high-level legendary lich Winster, hiding the ritual of how to successfully transform a lich without paying any price to the evil god." Fallen Drew Yi struggled inwardly, and said slowly:

"I've been researching here for more than three years, and I'm about to find a way to open the secret room, so... I absolutely can't give up here."

"Godslayer, Astral Insight, High Legendary Lich, Winster... Seriously?!" Skull was silent for a while, doubtful.

"I swear to the God of Hunting." Druid said in a deep voice.

"it is good!"

The flashing green light of the skull brightened a bit, and then another voice came out: "Hold the paladin first, don't let this place be exposed. Wait for a while, and I will teleport there."

(End of this chapter)