Half-elf Ranger

The dimly lit room was littered with rubble, a bonfire was burning in the center of the house, and the three rat-men with squeamish eyes were chatting in a low voice with restless eyes.

One of them said that when he went out just now, he surreptitiously saw the black onyx-like body of the female dark elf, so the other two immediately showed their wretched eyes and discussed their opinions there, and at the same time lamented a little regretfully why the leader did not let them to serve this charming guest.

The three rat people were wearing simple leather armor sewn from untreated animal skins, which was tightly attached to their lean bodies, looking dry and rough.

In a civilized society, leather armor is usually made by first treating the peeled animal skin with salt or softening potion, which not only removes the blood on the animal skin, but also makes it soft and comfortable to wear. Obviously, these rat people living in the ground did not master this craft.

The Rat People sitting around the bonfire seemed to be preparing food, because all their sharp daggers had a piece of unknown meat stuck on the bonfire and roasted on the bonfire, giving off an unpleasant smell of meat.

The cramped space and the smoldering of the bonfire made the stench of some of the leftover bones scattered on and around these filthy rat people even more unbearable.

From the messy desks and chairs, rotten wardrobes, and beds in the room, it can be seen that in this rat man camp in the underground ruins, the treatment of these three rat people should be very good.

At least they can get meat food every day, don't have to eat mushrooms, and catch small insects in the flora, and the living environment is different from those of those twenty or thirty rat people sleeping together.

Although to outsiders, this doesn't seem to make any difference, after all, as long as the place where the Rat Man has stayed, there is always a disgusting stench.

There seems to be no other reason why these rat people have such good treatment, apart from their strength.

Because this is a world where strength is respected, if you want to get the corresponding treatment, you must first have the same strength.

At this time, in the small room, the shadow of a certain area distorted.

A ratman with a kobold scratch on his face obviously paused his baking hand. Most ratmen are naturally gifted with a "sense of smell", but there are only a few who can really use this talent. .

And the rat man who stopped was obviously one of them. When the rat man who noticed something was wrong was about to turn around to check it, he realized that it was too late.

Because he clearly felt an icy sharp blade pierce through his back and then come out through his body. This feeling is all too familiar to a wanderer.

Immediately afterwards, a long sword with an aura that was hotter than a bonfire slashed at the other person beside him, slashing the startled head on the ground scattered with gravel.

When the last Rat Man reacted and subconsciously used his transformation ability to transform into a huge rat to escape, the dagger drawn from the back of the first Rat Man was already approaching, and then mercilessly moved forward. The chest is not in the back of the heart.

In the small room, large tracts of blood flowed uncontrollably, and under the illumination of the bonfire, it looked extraordinarily eerie.

Thorne, who appeared, pulled out the short sword that pierced the Rat Man's heart. As a ranger with the "Two-Weapon Combat" specialty, his left hand was almost unaffected when he swung the sharp blade to attack.

After all, they are just a group of weak rat people, even if one of them has reached the extraordinary rank, but due to the limitation of racial talent, in his eyes, it is not a formidable opponent.

The only problem that made him realize is that the fine-quality dagger in his hand that has accompanied him for nearly a year has begun to gradually affect his strength. Finding a weapon that is handy is also an imperative for him at present. thing.

Thorne held the last corpse indifferently. When the rat man whose heart was shattered completely stopped convulsing and lost his breath of life, he gently dragged the three rat man corpses to the corner of the room.

From the time he rescued three kobold captives to the present, as one of the Ratmen he captured said, the Ratman camp was not as scary as he had imagined.

In addition to the third-order rat-man wanderer that the group encountered in the corridor, the other third-rank professional was only their rat-man leader.

So, he hasn't found enough danger to his enemies until now.

Then Thorne quietly walked out of the room again, because he blessed the ranger's magic "no trace", walking in this underground area without spellcaster restrictions, it is difficult to be noticed.

Moreover, in this underground space with few vents, it is almost difficult for the **** smell in the air to spread quickly.

Therefore, for Thorne, it is simply a suitable area for him to harvest his life.

With Thorne's hazy figure going back and forth in the entire complex underground chamber, the corpses of the rat people who died silently were increasing little by little.

After a short while, in the deepest part of the secret room, the frowning Rat Man leader seemed to sense something was wrong.

"You two go outside and see what's going on, why do I feel so quiet."

Involuntarily, there was an inexplicable uneasy rat-man leader in his heart, he pondered for a moment, and immediately ordered the two men beside him.

"Damn surface creatures, they killed the most powerful assassin of my Remnant Fang Tribe." The Rat Man leader leaned on his seat and couldn't help but miss the dead Rat Man wanderer.

At the same time, he also felt a little regretful in his heart that he had sent someone to guard the entrance to the surface, otherwise he would not have lost so much.

"I don't know if the two rat-men warriors who took the potion can satisfy the appetite of the dark elf."

The Rat Man leader recalled the dark shadow shrouded in the cloak, and there was a hint of fear in the long and narrow number.

After all, he had personally witnessed the end of his rebellion against the dark elves, and naturally he did not want to be the food for those spiders.

Suddenly, the shadow behind the Rat Man leader twisted.

An inexplicable chill made his whole body shiver, and the uneven rat whiskers began to tremble wildly.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a pair of hands of death, which seemed to be condensed from the cold shadow energy, slammed into the back of his neck, and a chilly breath immediately followed his neck and began to move extremely fast. The speed spreads to the whole body, and then penetrates into the deepest part of the blood.

And his whole body instantly had a stiff numbness, so that it became extremely difficult for him to lift his arms.

The Rat Man leader trembled and wanted to shout out loud, but unfortunately a sharp long sword had passed through his heart.

This strange long sword did not have the biting chill that he imagined, but made him feel a searing heat, and even gave him a sense of relief that he was about to disperse the shadow energy seeping into his blood.

In this way, the twisted face of the Rat Man leader gradually softened, and finally he lay dead on the throne made of gravel.

"Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!"

The moment Thorne used the "Hand of Death" of the Shadow Hand faction to control and kill the Rat Man leader, the four Rat Man guards around him also reacted immediately and took out the sharp knives around their waists to double-team him.

- "Awesome momentum!"

Looking at the rat-man guards who were about to approach, Thorne stood unmoved. When they came into contact with a certain range, he immediately activated the special ability attached to the **** challenger.

As the suffocating murderous aura enveloped the remaining four ratmen, Thorne took the opportunity to wave two sharp blades in his hand and danced a dazzling dance of death.

A stream of blood splattered, and the four trembling rat-men guards were all killed in the extremely fast sword light.

Looking at the dead five rat-men corpses, Thorne began to **** on the body of the rat-man leader. As a leader entrenched in the underground ruins, he did not believe that these cunning rat-men did not find any treasures.

As expected, Thorne just rummaged around, and found a delicate key with a dragon-shaped pattern on the neck of the Rat Man leader.

Thorne got up and looked at this weird key that was less than 10 centimeters long and looked like a dragon's teeth, and immediately looked at the surrounding environment carefully, trying to find a secret door that could be opened.

Looking around, he finally settled on a ruined dragon sculpture behind the throne of the Rat Man leader.

He looked at the dragon statue with flying scales and claws, checked it carefully, and found the keyhole in the dragon's mouth.

So Thorne carefully checked again, and directly activated the "reconnaissance trap" aura attached to the ring of insight, until it was confirmed, and then gently inserted the key into the keyhole.

"Boom!"

With the rumbling sound, Thorne, who found the direction of the source of the sound, immediately found a collapsed bunker to avoid it.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Sure enough, when the door of the secret room was opened, a rain of galloping arrows was immediately shot out. One of the arrows flashing green light inadvertently hit the corpse of a rat man. The smoke of gunpowder was quickly corroded by strong acid.

After waiting for a while, all the movement stopped, and the whole space was apparently eerily calm. Then Thorne got up and cast the "reconnaissance trap" aura again in the direction of the secret room from a distance.

When he found that there was nothing abnormal, he tentatively threw the corpses of the two rat people in together, and finally walked cautiously towards the secret room.

"A rat tribe has so much wealth. If you kill that black dragon, wouldn't it make a lot of money."

Thorne looked at the space full of four chests, at least 30,000 to 40,000 gold coins, and the few gems shining with brilliance, and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

From the Bahamut pattern engraved on these gold coins, it can be seen that it should be left by the dragonborn race in ancient times, and then looted from the ruins by these rat people.

"Do you want to wait for the strength to become stronger and test the strength of the black dragon. After all, the dragon family is notorious for being greedy for money." Thorne thought, and quickly put all the treasures into the dimensional bag with his own small abacus. .

"Well? What is this?" Suddenly, he found a piece of metal wrapped in mud in the corner.

So, out of curiosity, he immediately pulled out his dagger to clean up all the dirt.

Immediately, the fist-sized piece of metal with a heavy feeling in his hand recovered its original appearance, and even shimmered indigo blue in the dim space.

"Is the glowing metal a special metal?" Thorne looked at the shiny metal in his hand, and found that he couldn't guess what it was, so he put it directly into the dimensional bag, intending to join the crowd and let the goblin wizard Identify it.

Thorne, who walked out of the secret room, looked around again like nostalgic, and then the hazy figure disappeared without a trace.

Although the leader of the Rat Man has been beheaded by him, and all the hidden wealth of the Rat Man has been acquired by him, there are still many unexplored places in this complex underground secret room.

Since there was nothing to threaten his existence, he planned to stay a while longer to see if he could find other unexpected discoveries.

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In the depths of the underground ruins, in a dark room, the smell of rotting flesh was exuded. Many blood-stained iron hooks hung down from the ceiling. Most of the iron hooks were empty. Kobolds and unidentified animal carcasses.

On the south wall of the house stood a dilapidated wooden table with cutting boards for chopping meat, rusted cutlery, and butchery utensils.

A ratman chef was humming an unknown tune, throwing some mushrooms and fungi picked from the flora into the boiling cauldron, and then began to pick up the butcher knife to chop the meat.

"call out!"

Suddenly, an arrow jumping in an arc galloped away with a sound of breaking through the air. Then, the rat-man chef who was humming a little song fell on his back, twitched a few times, and then died.

Thorne, who was holding a composite longbow, frowned and glanced at the situation in the kitchen. He had just made a fortune, and he didn't even bother to recover the arrows, and the hazy figure disappeared without a trace again.

Facts have proved that the underground ruins of the Rat Man are indeed no threat to him now. From leaving the Rat Man leader's room to the present, he has quietly killed the Rat Man hiding in the room. More than fifty.

However, as he gradually explored further, his keen awareness seemed to allow him to perceive the chaos in the distance, as well as the slightly trembling voice above his head.

Obviously, the Rat Man had discovered that an enemy had invaded. As for the trembling sound above his head, it was the sound of the Rat Man living above the underground passage rushing here.

Through his continuous exploration, let him know that there are many entrances to this underground tunnel, so if he does not leave as soon as possible, it is easy to be dumped by these rat people who can change into giant rats and control dire rats .

But Thorne believes that even if he gathers more Ratmen, it is only some insignificant experience value for him, so he is not in a hurry to retreat.

As he gradually deepened into the complicated secret passage, Thorne, who was sneaking, found that although there were traces of rat people living in the nearby houses, they were all empty. Such a strange change made him a little confused.

Suddenly, he noticed an indistinct gasp. This kind of charming voice sounded like a woman's, but Thorne was definitely not a female ratman, because this gasp and ratman's characteristic high-pitched voice Differs greatly.

So, out of curiosity, Thorne immediately followed the direction of the sound and quietly followed.

As the suppressed gasp became louder, Thorne's hazy figure gradually found the direction of the sound.

However, when he secretly looked at the situation in the room, an exciting scene filled his mind immediately, making him short-circuit for a moment.

In this relatively clean room, a hairless female dark elf with long dry white hair was lying on the bed, with her legs spread out without any image.

A gigantic rat was busy with its scarlet tongue out, and on the floor of the bed, there was a burly rat man lying on the ground with faint bloodstains on his lower body, and it seemed that he had been dead for a long time.

Stone Skin!

Looking at this wonderful female dark elf, Thorne immediately recognized that the dark elf applied "stone skin" to himself through the "perceived magic" characteristic of the kendo profession, but the magic energy was mainly concentrated between the legs.

"Useless things, you can't get in after chewing for a long time!" Suddenly, the dark elf lying on the bed gasping for breath stopped his charming panting, stared coldly at the mouse in front of him, and made a clear voice.

"Pfft!"

As soon as the voice fell, two magic missiles condensed directly from her slender fingers, instantly leaving two blood holes in the head of the giant mouse who was working hard.

This huge mouse transformed from a rat man died tragically on the bed, and was then kicked down by the dark elf.

"The female dark elves in the Underdark are indeed a group of maddened perverts, and they even play "Stone Skin". "

Thorne, who was secretly looking at it, complained in his heart, then looked at the dark elf who was about to get dressed, and gently pulled out a sharp armor-piercing arrow.

Immediately afterwards, while Thorne was drawing his longbow, he activated the "Red Lotus Sword" of the Desert Wind Sect with a thought, and a circle of dark red flames immediately swirled around the arrow.

"call out!"

When the dark elf noticed the fire, the sharp arrows were already entangled in the arc and the flame, tearing the air, and rushing up with a whistling sound.

"boom!"

However, at the moment when the arrow was about to hit, it was blocked by an invisible force field, and then it trembled a little. At the same time as the force field shattered, the arrow also fell weakly to the ground.

The dark elf who resisted the attack sneered and was about to look at the attacker outside the door when she was greeted by a dark red fireball the size of a washbasin.

"Boom!"

With a loud roar, the flames of the explosion mercilessly drowned the naked dark elves in the sea of ​​fire.

- "One Level Spell: Arcane Missiles!"

Before the smoke caused by the explosion of the fireball had dissipated, five light blue magic missiles flashed from the smoke, galloping towards Thorne in the distance.

"clank!"

Thorne with a dignified expression knew that this extremely fast and sure-to-hit spell could not be avoided, so he immediately pulled out the double swords around his waist.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Thorne, who has the proficient dual-weapon combat expertise, shot quickly, and in a moment he hit five magic missiles and dissipated into the air.

——"Ferocious charm!"

Suddenly, in the thick smoke that was gradually disappearing, bursts of slutty smiles came, and then, the dark elf walked out gently with tempting steps.

And Thorne stared greedily at the dark elf's delicate body, his eyes gradually became godless, and he began to approach the direction of the dark elf unconsciously.

However, the two sharp knives in his hand tightened a little without the dark elf noticing.

"It turned out to be a half-elf from the surface." The dark elf leaned on the bed, looked at Thorne who was standing not far away, and nodded with satisfaction.

Suddenly, she gently waved her slender fingers again.

"Whizzing!"

Immediately afterwards, two ferocious spiders appeared in the dark corner of the room, and immediately spewed two bright white spider silks that tightly wrapped Thorne's body.

Then the dark elf's fingers slightly moved, and the two sharp knives that Thorne clenched were also guided by the magical energy, detached from his palm, and were casually discarded in the corner.

"Tsk tsk tsk, how does the surface half-elves taste like?" The dark elf's pale red eyes were getting brighter and brighter, his face was full of a charming smile, he gently stretched out his fingers and played with his taste: "Come here, handsome and handsome. With a little cold guy, let me see how your strength is."

Thorne, who was entangled in soft spider silk, unconsciously walked towards the dark elf leaning on the bed with confused eyes.

As the distance between the two sides tightened little by little, Thorne's eyes suddenly returned to clarity, and a raging flame suddenly burned around him, instantly turning his tightly wound spider silk into ashes.

Half leaning on the bed, the dark elf who was burned by the flames exclaimed, her pale red eyes flashed with fear, just as she was about to make a move.

Suddenly, the ranger who suddenly approached savagely strangled her neck, and an icy cold force quickly spread to her whole body, causing her body to gradually become rigid and difficult to move.

At this time, the two hideous spiders who protected the master immediately resisted the burning of the flame and rushed towards Thorne. The mouthparts of the dense teeth bit Thorne's two thighs respectively, and a stream of toxin was injected into his body. .

——“Steel Soul School (response skill): Spiritual Body!”

Feeling the toxin starting to attack, Thorne used the "Hand of Death" to sternly grab the dark elf's neck so that it couldn't move at all, while using his countermeasures to resist hard.

Looking at the dark elf who was suffocated and continuously burned by the flames, Thorne resisted the spider's bite on his leg, clenched the other free hand into a fist, and rushed toward the dark elf's head like raindrops. And down.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The fist like a hammer hurried down, blood splashed one after another, and the pale red eyes of the dark elf were gradually dimmed.

The target is dead!

Extract the target's soul energy and gain experience: 10,000 points!

Through the perception of battle, get practice points: 1200 points!

...

When Thorne noticed the system prompt, he immediately stopped hammering. He glanced at the dark elf whose head was **** and his body was burned by flames, and then glanced at the two spiders that had been burned to death, and he let out a long breath. .

A third-order spellcaster was killed by him in such a humiliating manner that Thorne didn't know how to tell.

He sat in front of the bed and rested for a while. After bandaging the wound on his leg, he rummaged through the four people's belongings in the dark elf's clothes. He picked up the two sharp knives that had been thrown in the corner, and disappeared into the room without a sound. .

After a while...

Thorne dragged his tired body all the way to the vicinity of the wide hall without hindrance.

However, to his surprise, there was chaos here.

Not long ago, one of the three kobold warlocks he rescued had died, and the remaining two were blocking the exit, using spells to bombard the enemy, causing the Rat and Dire Rats who came to support them from the ground to be unable to rush in for a while.

"If that's the case, then simply wipe out all these rat people." Seeing the situation in front of him, Thorne stopped and joined the battle with the kobolds.

Then Thorne swung his sword and poured out all the summoning spells.

Immediately, a group of jumping cowardices, a violent ferocious honey badger, and a large fire elemental with flames all over joined the slaughtering ratmen.

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