Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 83 Tiefling

With Sarayan's departure, the room became extremely quiet again.

Thorne leaned back on the chair, unconsciously looking at the ceiling, with his right elbow on the table, a dark red arrow twirled silently and softly under the twirling of his three fingers.

This is a bursting arrow with extremely destructive power.

After the arrow is shot, it will be violently collided by air resistance and contact with the enemy's body, and then explode instantly, which is as powerful as a small fireball.

It is the most powerful weapon against those hill giants who like to throw stones shirtless.

However, in order to successfully complete the task tonight, before leaving, Sarayang specially left five bursting arrows for him to kill Yeenogu's fangs.

From the various demonic runes engraved on the arrow, Thorne can find that this is made by a magician who serves the abyssal demon as the suzerain.

Because he sensed the same abyssal aura on the arrow as his long sword of dark ember.

Countless demons like to make contracts with warlocks in the main material world, and the number is large enough for the warlocks to form another abyss or hell in the main material world.

These demons include the great devil of the Nine Hells and his strongest duke, and the demon lords of the Abyss.

But in this magical world, there is neither love nor hatred for no reason. If you want to gain powerful power, you have to pay a corresponding price.

When the wizards made a contract with a demon from a lower plane.

Then, while they gain the mysterious power, these demons with evil intentions will also influence and guide them through their own power, so that the magicians will gradually join them.

Become an evil person who mainly pursues the degeneration and destruction of all things in the world.

This is also the main reason why Thorne is so afraid of those descendants of devils in Stallman Town.

Although the two sides are living in peace and seem to be very friendly now, it does not mean that this will continue to develop.

Even well-meaning warlocks are treated with a certain degree of suspicion and caution anywhere on the Material Plane.

Some wizards will think that the existence of warlocks tarnishes the noble image of the arcane arts, and even cause ordinary people to criticize all practitioners of magic.

Thorne carefully put the five explosive arrows into the quiver behind him. His quiver was tailored according to his own situation.

As long as the arrow is put into the quiver by him, it will be firmly fixed in it, it will not fall due to various difficult movements, and it can be guaranteed that he can draw it the moment he reaches out.

So naturally, there is no need to worry about unstable explosive factors such as bursting arrows.

Crunch!

When everything was ready, Thorne gently opened the door and walked out.

When he walked to the door of Anderina's room, Thorn paused and looked up subconsciously.

However, it was found that there was no sign of the little devil. Obviously, the other party should have gone out.

As a high-level spellcaster who has also advanced to the rank of Dragon Vein Warlock, the upper echelons of Twilight Town will definitely spare no effort to win her over.

The only pity is that Twilight Town is too far away from Waterfall Town, otherwise Thorne would try to invite him.

Because he really couldn't find a convincing reason to go to Pushang Town with him. After all, walking in the wilderness represented countless dangers and accidents.

"Meow!"

At this time, a slight meow came from the direction of Thorn's feet.

Thorn looked down, and a very ordinary-looking little black cat appeared on the ground.

But when Thorne observed it carefully, he found that the amber pupils of this little black cat actually shone with human-like agility.

"Meow meow meow!"

The little black cat opened its mouth, showing its fangs, shaking its whiskers, and growled threateningly at Thorne.

Showing an impatient look, he kept waving the small sharp claws on his forelimbs towards Thorn, as if saying: You are blocking my way, get out of the way quickly.

The magic pet of the caster!

Thorne immediately guessed the identity of the little black cat and its owner.

So he chose to make way for this arrogant-looking little black cat based on the mentality that more things are worse than less things.

Just when Thorn moved his feet to make way, the little black cat on the ground suddenly turned around and jumped, turning into a black shadow, and jumping onto the shoulder of a figure walking towards him.

Thorne looked up, and the first thing he saw was a pair of icy pure black eyes, without irises and pupils.

The icy eyes seemed to see right into his heart, causing Thorne to feel a kind of palpitation and fear deep in his heart.

However, it did not cause the slightest harm. Obviously, the other party had no malicious intentions, more like an unconscious move, and the evil aura emanating from it affected him.

This dangerous feeling came quickly and disappeared quickly.

Both sides remained silent, and Thorne gave each other a light look as he passed by.

This is a tiefling whose entire body is covered by a dark red cloak.

The tieflings are derived from human blood, and generally look like humans, but the blood of the devil has left a clear imprint on their appearance.

Although the opponent's entire body was covered by the cloak, Thorne could still vaguely see the light red skin and the two slightly protruding goat horns on his head.

Magician Anakeys!

After the movement of the ceremony last night and the advice Sarajan gave him, Thorne guessed the identity of the other party in an instant.

Anachys is a mystical magician who serves the Great Old Ones and founder of the town of Stallman.

Almost all of the small towns in the Emerald Field have general information about Stallman Town, and they naturally know something about this mysterious lord.

"Is it our fault to always be looked at and whispered, to always see mistrust and fear in the eyes of others? The result of ancient sins, but to make their children and grandchildren carry this burden forever."

After passing in front of Thorne, Anakys murmured to herself. Although her tone was very cold, Thorne could feel a trace of helpless sadness for her own race contained in it.

……

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the icy afterglow of the setting sun had already covered the city wall.

Thorne sat on the ground of the tower, leaning his whole body against the wall, and was concentrating on assembling every arrow that shone with cold light in his hand, preparing for the battle tonight.

"Remember the first time the two of us went out to kill monsters in Waterfall Town?"

At this time, Horat, who was sitting next to Thorne, took a deep breath from his pipe, exhaled a puff of smoke ring and said with a smile.

"Of course I remember. Being fooled around by a little goblin, we were happy to think that we had received some hidden mission."

Thorn stopped what he was doing when he heard this, and recalled some funny scenes when the game was just launched, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"How's that stupid big guy? He's born with extraordinary strength, so he should be doing well." Horat then asked curiously.

"It's already dead, smashed into a pile of meat by the hill giant with a stick." Thorne narrated calmly.

"That's a pity, but it's not surprising. His character is too arrogant, and accidents will happen sooner or later."

After Horat finished speaking, he lightly exhaled a puff of smoke ring, thought for a while and asked again: "A total of six people who chose Pushang Town as their birthplace, except you and me, are the others doing well?"

"They are all very well. The cemetery in Fallshang Town is very quiet. Different people often go to worship them or weed the graves, and they are hardly disturbed by the outside world."

Thorne put the prepared arrows into the quiver, glanced at the dazzling blood-red afterglow on the shadowy treetops, and said slowly.

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(End of this chapter)