Half-elf Ranger

Winter City, Lower City.

- "One level spell: greasy spell!"

go to hell!

Thorne saw the abyss ghoul who suddenly fell down due to the greasy ground in front of him, and swung his long sword vigorously!

puff!

The sharp long sword instantly chopped off the head of the abyss ghoul, and the burning wound spewed out a disgusting filth!

"careful!"

At this time, the troll Trundle saw the dark shadow on the roof, and immediately reminded him when his expression changed, and then ran in the direction of Thorne.

bump!

Trundle collided with the shadow jumping from the roof, making a dull sound, and then each fell to the ground.

Ah!

Trundle quickly got up and shouted, pounced on the shadow, his arms resisted the sharp claws of the shadow, and scarlet bloodstains were drawn, he endured the pain and took the opportunity to lock the shadow.

puff!

Thorne saw the abyss gnoll controlled by Trundle, and the dark red longsword swung again.

A bloodstain appeared on the neck covered by the jet-black mane of the unavoidable abyss gnoll, and then the head slipped, and a column of blood surged out from the neck.

"Brother Thorne, great!" Trundle released the body of the abyss gnoll, feeling that his wounds were recovering rapidly, and praised Thorne with a thumbs up.

Thorne turned to look at Trundle's slightly honest and very ugly face, and returned grateful eyes.

Along the way, with the cooperation of Thorne and the human shield Trundle, he killed many sahuagins and abyss ghouls who were blocking them.

Now even the gnoll assassins are joining in the fun, forcing Thorne to speed up his rush to the sewers.

At this time, Thorne's powerful intuition suddenly felt an abnormality near the wizard Pardo, who had been paying attention to him secretly.

He raised his brows, and a bad premonition filled his heart.

So he immediately rushed to Pardo, pulled Pardo away, and then subconsciously swung the long sword into the air!

what!

Sure enough, Thorne felt the touch of the long sword in his hand and a harsh scream!

Will saving throw in progress!

Will save succeeded!

You have successfully saved the effects of the terror spell!

Panic doesn't work on you!

It turned out to be a quasser. Thorne saw the small green figure appearing in front of him, his eyes turned cold, and the long sword swept through a cold light again, and his body turned into a pile of pus in the scream of the quasser.

Quasai have the ability to cast invisibility at will. What they like to do most is to hide their figure and use the poison attached to their tail to sting from behind. If the poison in the tail fails, they will fall into a coma.

When discovered, they immediately appeared and used panic technique to drive away or escape.

However, because Thorne has the will attribute attached to the background feat of Bloody Challenger, a mere quartet cannot form an effective suppression ability against him.

"Thank...Thank you." Pardo, who understood the whole story, thanked Thorne.

Thorne looked at Pardoin after losing his relatives, and his lifeless expression was a little helpless. After all, he was just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old child.

So after thinking for a while, he said to Pardo: "If you want to thank yourself, thank yourself!"

"The reason why I will save you is because of your identity as a wizard. After all, wizards are a group of spellcasters who are powerful enough to fight against gods, not a coward like you!"

"Hurry up and cheer up. Only if you survive in this world will you live up to your uncle's desperate efforts to save you, and you are qualified to think about some other things. Don't you aspire to be stronger?" Thorne said. He pointed to the wizard tower in the distance.

Then Thorne patted the other party's shoulder and said solemnly: "Live, slowly become stronger, and then explore the secrets of this world!"

In the world of Toril, this kind of wizard who becomes stronger through the accumulation of knowledge has the highest growth potential among all spellcaster professions.

It's a pity that when Thorne created the character, the intelligence attributes scanned out told him that he had no fate with the wizard.

Although the growth potential is the highest, the beginning is hell-level difficulty, and it is completely persuaded to quit.

For example, a level 0 magic spell model, magic power guide, energy overview, spell casting skills, etc., took at least more than 20 pages to record, and they had to memorize them all, then understand them all, and then integrate them.

Don't make trouble, most players use their spare time to play games for leisure and relaxation. Isn't he good at melee professional fighting?

This mode of persuasion has led to the fact that two years have passed, and the wizard player Thorne has seen is only Pardo in front of him.

A wizard player who can insist on being a wizard successfully and also master a lot of first-level spells has to impress Thorne.

Upgrade this ability with the player's attribute panel and available experience, and then cooperate with the powerful spellcaster profession such as wizard.

The future is limitless, of course, provided that there is no premature death in the middle.

This is why Thorne has been secretly paying attention to Pardo. The destination of his trip is the town of Falls in the north, where the players established the territory.

But the life of the players there is not very good, goblins, kobolds, gnolls, ogres, lizardmen and other intelligent races in the wilderness are all challenges they face all the time.

There used to be nearly 3,000 players in Waterfall Town. When he left half a year ago, there were only about half of them left. It was so cruel.

If you want to have a stable foothold there, you must have a strong strength to completely subdue these evil intelligent races, but it turns out that they do not have this ability and background.

A powerful high-level wizard has the ability to instantly change the situation of the battle, which is recognized by everyone, so Thorne intends to try to win over the wizard named Pardo.

Pardo looked blankly at the wizard tower in the night. Isn't this exactly his dream of choosing the profession of wizard?

His greatest wish is to control his own floating city and travel to all corners of the multiverse. Although dreams and reality are a little out of reach, at least it is the reason why he persists.

Then his confused eyes gradually brightened.

Live! Then slowly get stronger!

"Thank you, Thorne!" Pardo's eyes regained their former look, and then said to Thorne solemnly.

Seeing Pardo recovering, Thorne smiled at him and walked forward.

"It's not like your style." Andrina said in surprise when she saw Thorne passing by.

"That's because they are all... Damn!" Thorne paused, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he spat out these words slowly.

Andrina felt the murderous aura contained in Thorne's words, looked at Thorne's figure, and fell into contemplation.

"Wait here for a while, I'll be right back." Thorne looked around vigilantly, and after confirming that there was no danger for the time being, turned around and said to a few people behind him.

After he finished speaking, he immediately got into a stone house next to him under the puzzled eyes of everyone.

"You're here..." As soon as Thorne stepped into the courtyard, an old voice came into his ears strangely.

"I'm here to say goodbye to you." Thorne said slowly, looking at the old man sitting on the stone bench staring at the stone sculpture in a daze.

This person is the mysterious old man who taught him the inheritance of the Nine Swords. Because the entrance to the sewer is nearby, Thorne hesitated and walked in when he passed by.

"It's time to say goodbye." After the old man finished speaking, he appeared in front of Thorne strangely.

"The road of cultivation is full of ups and downs. Let me give you a little gift!"

His originally hunched body suddenly became tall and straight, and then he slowly stretched out his right hand and placed it in front of Thorne's forehead.

Thorne, who couldn't react in time, sensed a strange energy emerging from his head, and soon disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, a string of light blue data appeared on the retina.

Obtain a sword intent: Comprehension progress is 0%!

Sword intent? Thorne looked at the old man suspiciously.

"You will understand in the future." The old man shook his head, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Then...bye!" Thorne bowed deeply to the old man, then turned and left.

When the old man saw Thorne's disappearing back, he looked up at the sky, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and whispered to himself, "The fish is hooked..."

hum!

At this time, the stone carvings in the courtyard began to tremble slightly, and then countless cracks appeared.

boom!

Among the scattered rubble, a sharp long sword appeared.

The body of the sword is one meter three long, three fingers wide, the blade shines in all directions, the blood trough is dark, and the sharp edge is exposed.

The long sword seemed to sense the call of the old man, and with a low voice, it turned into a light and shadow and appeared in his hand.

"Steel Soul, Shadow Hand, Mo Feng, they are not the pinnacle of martial arts themselves, they are just the road to the pinnacle, and I have already stood on the pinnacle!"

After the old man finished speaking, endless fighting intent burst out from his eyes, turned into a rainbow light, and disappeared.