Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 66 Lich's Lair
Along the calm lakeside, Thorne gradually walked into the depths of the woods.

Walking in the dense jungle, you can feel the faint mist around you, the rotten smell of dead branches and leaves, and the cheerful chirping of birds in the forest.

Thorne inexplicably felt very enjoying and at ease.

It may be because his profession is a ranger. In his subconscious mind, he believes that only this kind of almost primitive environment and the rich and harmonious natural atmosphere are his favorite.

Was it the ranger profession that influenced him?Or was he originally like this character?

Thorne is still unclear for the time being, and he is not too entangled in this issue.

Instead, he shifted his gaze to those vague traces on the ground, immediately drew out his long sword, and carefully looked at the surrounding complex terrain.

According to the information obtained in the exploration of the leylines, the lich's lair is hidden somewhere in this jungle, but the specific location needs to be searched by oneself.

Roar!
At this time, a frightened beast, with green light shining in its pupils, hid in the bushes, stretched out its head, and let out a low growl like a demonstration at Thorn.

Thorn took a closer look and found that it was a pure black cheetah, with hot air in its mouth, grinning at him.

So he smiled slightly at the panther, waved his hands gently, and used the special skill of the ranger to communicate with animals to show it that he did not have any malicious intentions.

As Thorne continued to move closer to the panther.

The vigilant and fierce look of this big black cat gradually softened, and the tense and healthy body slowly relaxed.

Finally, under Thorne's gentle touch, the black panther rubbed against him intimately and whimpered, then jumped up and disappeared into the depths of the dark forest.

This skill of communicating with animals was not inherent in the ranger profession, but Thorne learned it from an aboriginal resident in Fallstown who was proficient in taming animals.

Cooperating with the ranger's natural identification with the wild, wild animals with low intelligence in the wilderness will be easily tamed by Thorne.

No wonder the druids are very repulsed by other people's excessive destruction of natural creatures. For this reason, they fought several times and killed many people. Looking at the big black cat going away, Thorne couldn't help but think.

Then he laughed again, and shook his head helplessly.

Because of the almost paranoid stubbornness of the druids, the starting point is of course good.

But it seems unreasonable. Their so-called advocacy of nature restricts the development of players' territories in the Emerald Field too severely.

For example, their teachings: protect every animal, defend every tree, and severely punish those loggers who disturb the harmony of nature.

Just imagine, when the player's territory is first established, and various economic systems have not yet been formed, without these natural creatures to maintain their livelihoods, how can they survive every cold winter safely?
Thorne couldn't help but feel a little worried about the future of Fallstown, the beautiful town built on the waterfall.

Want to really continue.

The first thing to solve is the Druid Order, which is as stubborn as a latrine and a stone-like mountain.

Thorne was searching for the lich's lair while thinking about some future plans.

Finally, a dirt hill composed of dense bushes appeared in Thorne's sight.

Thorn leaned over slowly, sniffed the air flowing around him lightly, and was immediately felt a chill that penetrated his heart all over his body.

Then he turned sideways and carefully pushed aside the bushes with his long sword.

A dark hole appeared in front of his eyes, with a strong negative energy atmosphere, like a runaway gasification wild horse, greedily eroding the dense jungle.

After Thorne took a closer look, he found a rock similar to a mechanism near the entrance of the cave.

The size of the rock is exactly the same as the hole, and there are obvious chopping marks on it.

So he squatted down, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the chopping marks on the rock, and found that it was not caused by a light-bladed weapon.

This gap nearly ten centimeters deep is very similar to the chopping marks of a giant axe. Judging from the fungi growing on the rock gap, it can be roughly guessed that it was left half a year ago.

"So someone came here in advance half a year ago." Thorne couldn't help guessing.

If someone has already entered first, then it doesn't make much sense for him to go in again, unless the other party is wiped out by the group.

However, this is not a reason to stop him from exploring.

So Thorne no longer hesitated, and went in directly. Since he had already come, naturally he couldn't waste his efforts.

It was dark inside the cave.

Thorn took a look and found that there were many ever-burning torches stuck on the wall, but they had already been damaged by the silence of time.

In a cave without a trace of light, if ordinary people do not have lighting items, they may not even be able to walk.

For Thorn, he didn't care. The dark vision possessed by the half-elf race made him see things at night without affecting them at all.

It was nothing more than the original colorful world, but now it became a black and white picture in his eyes.

For an adventurer who often wanders in the wilderness, no need for lighting tools means that the monsters inside will not be alarmed.

Your own safety will also be greatly improved.

Then, relying on his Shadow Beloved in the Shadow Hand School, this supernatural ability to walk in the dark and hide a great bonus, Thorne wandered in the cave, almost hard to be found.

The cave is very quiet, only the occasional ticking sound from the water dripping from the top of the cave and falling to the ground.

hum!
When the negative energy flowing in the air was about to cover Thorne's whole body, the ring on his right hand suddenly emitted a soft light.

Thorn suddenly noticed that his whole body seemed to be surrounded by an invisible sacred energy, which completely isolated all the negative energy in the cave that was about to erode him.

"This should be the role of the constant protection against evil on the ring of the paladin." Thorne gently stroked the lines on the ring, whispering to himself.

Then he carefully walked all the way down the not-so-spacious stair passage.

The winding stone passage didn't last long, and a spacious and dilapidated hall appeared before Thorn's eyes.

Click!

At this time, there was a sudden burst of bone rubbing sound from the front, from far to near, Thorne held the long sword in his hand, and hid beside a sunken wall of the cave and waited quietly.

It's a little skeleton.

After seeing the goblin skeleton wandering unconsciously not far away, Thorne walked out from the corner.

There are only a few types of skeletons:

Spellcasters are summoned from stone tombs or ancient battlefields, self-awakened in places filled with death and destruction, corrupted by negative energy breaths, or activated by corrupted evil circles.

There is no soul fire in the eye sockets of the goblin skeleton not far away, which means that it is naturally awakened by the influence of negative energy breath.

A simple explanation is that the strong negative energy breath infuses dark vitality between the bones of the skeleton, and then connects its joints and reassembles the broken limbs.

This force drives the skeleton and enables it to repeat some behaviors in life with a crude way of thinking.

Compared with the skeleton made by the caster using soul spar, it is simply weak.

Just like this:

Thorne raised his sword and walked over directly. After the Goblin Skeleton felt the breath of the living, before raising its slightly stiff arm, Thorne slapped it with the back of the sword, and it immediately turned into a block of broken bones.

Kill the target!

Get 5 experience points!
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(End of this chapter)