Half-elf Ranger

"In the thick night, deserted seaside villages and towns, unusually quiet seagulls, the only thing we can hear is the surging waves in the sea!"

—A narrative about the aftermath of the sahuagin raid

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The bowstring trembled slightly, making it inconspicuous in the chaotic downtown night.

But with the sound of a sharp arrow piercing the sky, it felt like death was approaching.

A fear flashed in the big round eyes of a sahuagin warrior wielding a trident in front of him.

puff!

The sound of a sharp arrow piercing flesh and blood just dissipated, and the trident swung by the sahuagin warrior in mid-air immediately stagnated, and the pale green throat stirred, but it only made a grunting sound.

Immediately, from the blood hole pierced by sharp arrows at the throat of the sahuagin warrior, a large swath of bright red blood gushed out, soaking its pale green skin, and following its smooth abdomen, leaving a **** trail on the ground. trace.

bump!

Immediately afterwards, the sahuagin warrior fell to the ground, struggled a few times, and soon died.

In the dark night…

Footsteps, fire, crying, screaming, laughter, and the collision of various weapons and the sound of sharp weapons!

They come together to form a world of misery.

The target is dead!

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In the corner of the shadow, Thorne put away the composite longbow, held the long sword, and walked towards the body of the sahuagin who just died.

He glanced at the male player warrior sitting on the ground crying, and then looked at the female player in the arms of the warrior player.

The female player's throat was pierced by the sahuagin's trident, and a large amount of blood soaked the thin clothes and the ground.

Thorne hesitated for a while, but finally resisted not stepping forward to persuade him, and he walked silently to the body of the sahuagin.

He pulled out the arrow that had just hit the murloc, shook the blood on it, and reinserted it into the quiver behind him.

"If you want to survive, go to Andrina's bar, where you may be able to get shelter." Thorne said to the warrior player who was still sitting on the ground and crying.

After he finished speaking, he no longer hesitated, and continued to walk towards his destination. As the number of sahuayu people gathered more and more, they were no longer satisfied with wandering the streets, and had begun to invade various residential buildings in the lower city.

This kind of ruthless murloc, civilians simply can't deal with, if adventurers below the extraordinary rank can't kill with one blow, it will be difficult to stop the **** rage of the sahuagin's irrational madness.

Therefore, if you want to completely expel the Sahuagin, you must rely on the regular army of Winter City.

However, the sound of the horns of Hobgoblin and the excited wolf howls of the gnolls came from afar, and it could be judged that the Winter City army was also under heavy pressure.

Otherwise, they wouldn't give up the lower city and let the sahuagin invade.

Because of the limited amphibious nature of the sahuagin, these evil murlocs are destined to stay on land for about 4 hours at most, otherwise they will suffocate to death.

I am afraid this is the main reason why Winter City gave up its port. After all, what can really threaten Winter City are the murderous gnoll tribe and the greedy army of Hobgoblin, as well as the still-destroying Balor.

Thorne glanced at the upper city subconsciously, and the fire still reflected half of the sky. Could it be that the wizard tower really didn't care about the two Balor flames?

"Ah! I fought with you!"

Thorne had not gone far when he heard an angry growl from behind him.

In the dark night, the warrior player who was filled with hatred suddenly stood up, shouted loudly, raised the long sword in his hand, lost the last trace of his reason, and rushed to the three sahuagins who appeared again not far away.

puff!

When the three sahuagins saw it, they were stunned for a moment, and there was a look of disdain in their big eyes, and then they opened their big mouths full of sharp teeth, revealing a cruel smile.

They raised the weapons in their hands and all stabbed the soldier player in the abdomen, feeling the pain in the abdomen, the soldier player used the last trace of consciousness.

Swinging the long sword in his hand with all his strength, Nai He gave a deadly blow, and was easily dodged by the murloc.

bump!

One of the sahuagins kicked the seriously injured warrior player to the ground, licked the blood on the trident, and then walked towards the stone house in the lower city.

"Another idiot!" Thorne cursed, then quickly left.

This kind of similar picture, since players crossed here a year ago, he has seen too many, even more tragic pictures, he is a little numb.

The pampered life in the real world makes most players unable to accept this cruel reality.

There are many players whose hearts will gradually become cold after their only hope of surviving in this world is shattered. Perhaps they think that the release of death is also a good choice.

So Thorne didn't stop it. When the warrior player was about to be killed by the sahuagin, out of sympathy, he secretly saved the opponent's life. As for whether to live or die in the future, that is his own business. .

In this way, with his 18 o'clock stealth, Thorne carefully avoided the sahuagins that appeared from time to time, and finally came to the blacksmith shop of the shield dwarf Storm.

But when he hid in the corner and saw the two sahuagins walking out of the blacksmith shop, his heart sank.

From the blood stains on the sahuagin trident, Thorne could see that Broto was likely killed.

So Thorne tightened the weapon in his hand, slipped quietly to the side of the two sahuagins, and then suddenly appeared, the long sword in his hand slid through two cold lights at a very fast speed.

Immediately, the two unresponsive sahuagins were under the sharp blade, and a bloodstain appeared in their throats, and they were all killed by Thorne.

Then Thorne quickly drilled into Broto's blacksmith shop.

In the blacksmith shop, the flame on the stove is still burning, emitting a warm light, bringing a touch of warmth to the weather that is about to usher in the cold winter.

Thorne frowned and looked at the cluttered room tossed by the sahuagin, and stopped at the corpse of a dwarf lying on the ground.

In the world of Toril, the dwarves are known for their bravery and tenacity. They are masters of rock and iron. They are indomitable in the face of adversity. Stubbornness, rudeness and strength are their synonyms.

But at this time, the rough face of the dwarf Broto in front of Thorne was a dead gray, and there was not a trace of desire for life in the silver-blue eyes, only two lines of tears were swirling in the eye sockets.

Thorne squatted down and gently lifted Broto up, looking at the blood that was still oozing out of his chest, ready for first aid.

"No need... it's a waste of time." At this moment, Broto suddenly clenched Thorne's hand, his eyes flickered, a reluctant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he gently shook his head.

"Old friend, do you have any last words?" Thorne asked softly, feeling the strength in Broto's hands.

"I'm homesick, but unfortunately... I can't go back." Broto raised his head slightly and looked towards the roof, his godless eyes filled with infinite longing for a certain place.

"Don't worry! As long as you die in this world, your consciousness will soon be transmitted to the real world. Congratulations, you can be reunited with your family soon." Thorne pondered for a while, and he fixed his eyes on Broto.

"Really? That's great. It's been a year, and the children should all run away." Broto's eyes flashed, and he slowly closed them. With a satisfied smile.

"Alas... it's still a step late!" Thorne gently put down Broto's body and sighed helplessly.

Broto is still a good friend in Winter City. He originally planned to say goodbye before leaving and take him to Andrina's bar by the way.

In this way, in the invasion of the Sahuagin, with Andrina's Dragon Vein Warlock's ability and the troll, facing the Sahuagin, as long as they are not besieged by a large area, it will not be so difficult to deal with.

Then Thorne didn't dare to stay too much, and rushed towards the sewer, so as to get out of the city as soon as possible.

Because the sahuagins on the bottom of the sea are still moving closer to the shore.

He can easily deal with a few alone, but if he is besieged by the sahuagin priestess and the four-armed sahuagin, it will be difficult to escape.

In this lower city, which was abandoned by the upper-class nobles and the army, they can't count on anything, they can only rely on themselves.