Half-elf Ranger

In the dim ruins of Talan Village, the only source of light was some torches swaying flames on the walls.

Under the hazy brilliance, the most conspicuous thing was a nearly four-meter-long metal flagpole in the center of the village.

On the bloodstained old flag is the clear and eye-catching pattern of sword fighting and majestic mountain peaks!

The cold wind blew through, and the flag of Yuanshan Town rang in the night.

"Fire arrows!"

The warrior standing on the roof of the ruins raised the javelin in his hand and shouted loudly, and then swung it out with all his strength. The sharp javelin shot at the attacking Warg Knight with the restlessness of the air.

As a charging Warg knight collapsed with a scream, the echo of the bowstrings and the click of the heavy crossbow pulling the trigger undulated each other.

A dozen rangers and rogues armed with short bows and heavy crossbows suddenly appeared within the stone walls of the ruins.

Guarded by the crossbowmen are warriors holding spears, the sharp spears flickering slightly coldly on the torches.

To deal with the flexible Warg Knight, the most effective means of attack are dense arrows and armor-piercing spears that are more than three meters long!

The bowmen looked at the Warg Knights who were about to rush into the line of defense with their taut faces, and angrily poured out a rain of arrows.

Whoosh whoosh!

puff! puff! puff!

Facing the sound of arrows piercing flesh.

The ghastly eyes of the Warg knights gleamed with the desire for blood and slaughter, and with galloping arrows, they charged towards the line of defense formed by rangers and wanderers in the shrill roars.

- "Shield Sprint!"

A Warg Knight wearing a dense rain of arrows just rushed out of the attack range of the arrows.

The double shield guards, who were covered in icy metal plate armor, raised their steel shields, bursting out a strong impact, and greeted them.

bump!

Click!

With the whimper of the Warg and the crackling sound after the skull was shattered, the Warg Knight drew a perfect parabola and fell heavily on the ground.

bump!

The round shield in the left hand of the Double Shield Guardian accurately resisted the heavy blow of the flail of another Warwolf Knight.

The Warg knight grinned, tightening the reins of the Warg, ready to continue swinging.

puff!

Two sharp spears pierced through the gnoll's chest like a broken bamboo.

bump!

The Double Shield Guard once again took the opportunity to raise the steel shield and slap the grinning Warg to death on the ground.

Bah! Bah! Bah!

In the dim night, three black shadows emerged from the arrow rain, and then jumped up.

They seemed to have fallen from the sky, carrying their powerful mace hammers and smashed them on the cold metal helmets of the double shield guards, and the sunken traces of the large pieces of metal plate armor appeared.

The body of the Double Shield Guard who suffered a heavy blow was shaky, and he struggled to raise his steel shield to make a final defensive posture. The icy helmet gap was filled with blushing red blood that kept spilling out.

Roar!

The wolf under the gnoll's crotch roared, and instantly knocked the body of the double-shield guard that could not fall into the air.

puff!

Two warriors with endless hatred in their eyes took the opportunity to swing their sharp spears, leaving shocking blood holes on the furry bodies of the Gnoll and the Warg.

Bah! Bah!

The two warriors with spears had just withdrawn their weapons when they were hit by the meteor hammers on the flails of the other two wolf knights.

The Warg pounced violently, opening his mouth full of sharp teeth, leaving terrifying tearing wounds on the two still-dead corpses.

The Warg Knight looked at the archers who kept firing arrows in the ruins, exhaled a breath of heat, and showed a bloodthirsty smile.

- "One level spell: greasy spell!"

— "Zero Ring Trick: Flaming Arrows!"

The two wolves bowed and were about to jump with all their might when a large patch of smooth grease suddenly appeared on the soles of their feet.

Puchi!

The smooth grease ground knocked the unresponsive two Worg Knights to the ground.

In the dark night, an inconspicuous orange flame the size of an egg shot into the greasy ground.

boom!

The raging fire, fueled by the vigorous fur of the Wargs and Gnolls, burned wildly, reddening the walls of the ruins and the tensed faces of the players.

Pardo stuck his head out of the ruins, saw the two gnolls rushing out of the sea of ​​fire, and whispered.

- "One Level Spell: Arcane Missiles!"

Two missiles composed of magical energy shot out from Pardo's fingertips, penetrated the chests of the two gnolls respectively, and turned into ashes under the burning of flames.

collapse!

With the soft vibration of the composite longbow, a whistling arrow cut through the thick night, piercing a Warg knight who was trying to get close to the archer's line of defense.

The gnoll wielding the flail froze in mid-air with a scream and fell to the ground, followed by a few sharp spears flashing cold light, mercilessly stabbing the wolves and gnolls to death.

Thorne looked at the few arrows left behind him, and then looked at the wolf knights who kept emerging from the depths of the jungle, his expression was very solemn.

The Warg Knight and the players only met once, and both sides suffered heavy casualties, but the number of players was really limited.

As for these wolf knights, Thorne could judge from the high-spirited cries of the wolf and the gnoll that there were probably at least 100 of them.

And it is very likely that there are also high-level gnoll priests.

Thorne shook his arm, which was aching from the continuous drawing of the bow, and looked at the five arrows in the quiver behind him.

Tonight's unknown defensive battle, if it ends in failure, all the arrows he shoots will not be recovered, so he has to plan for the worst and at least keep a few spares.

So Thorne immediately put away the composite longbow and lifted the longsword inserted on the ground, ready to meet the attack of the wolf knight at any time.

At this time, Thorne suddenly noticed that the shallow footprints on the ruins were approaching the line of defense of the archers.

It's a gnoll rogue!

Thorne's eyes narrowed slightly, he took a deep breath, and quickly jumped out of the cover with his long sword, turning into a black shadow and rushing over.

Seeing Thorne's action, Andrina exclaimed, her red lips parted lightly, just about to speak, and finally swallowed hard.

bump!

Thorne's galloping figure slammed into the void, and a dull sound was made, and then a gnoll figure that fell on the ground appeared strangely in the shadow.

puff!

The dark red long sword pierced a cold light, and the gnoll wanderer was caught off guard, and a sword mark appeared on the neck wrapped in the lush mane.

I saw the gnoll wanderer's throat twitched a few times, and a large piece of bright red blood rushed out, struggling, and soon died.

"Attack the warg knight in front of you with peace of mind, I'll block it here!" Thorne said when he saw a crossbowman who was frightened by the gnoll rogue looking back at him.

Hearing the words, the bowman nodded with a resolute face, and turned around without hesitation to fire sharp crossbows at the wolf knights who were constantly charging.

bump!

Not far away, there was another Warg knight crossing the bowman's defense line, and the Warg flexed his body to avoid the piercing of a warrior's spear.

The gnoll riding on his back sneered, and the mace on the flail instantly smashed the head of the spear warrior.

The gnoll licked the red and white things on the mace, his scarlet eyes locked on Thorne not far away, he tightened the reins, the wolf roared lowly, and rushed towards Thorne quickly.

Just as the Warg was about to approach Thorne, Thorne, who was still, jumped back, dodged the snarling of the Warg, and then bowed slightly, the mace on the flail brushed over his head with a strong wind.

Thorne took the opportunity to charge with his sword, and he jumped violently, stepping on the head of the warg with his right foot, and jumping in front of the jackal.

bang!

Thorne swung the long sword in his right hand to resist the counterattack of the gnoll flail, and the chained mace was blocked by the long sword, wrapped around the blade, making a harsh clashing sound.

puff!

Thorne immediately waved the dagger in his left hand, and a cold light passed through it. The head of the gnoll fell to the ground, and the surging blood column erupted from the neck.

bump!

Thorne knocked the headless corpse of the gnoll into the air, then turned and rode on the Warg's back, tightening the reins of the Warg.

In the frantic struggle of the Warg, a sharp short sword almost completely disappeared into the neck of the Warg, and the Warg whimpered a few times, and soon disappeared.

Thorne stabilized his body, chanted the incantation softly, and slipped a wooden holy emblem engraved with five-star paw prints from the sleeve of his left hand. The holy emblem shone with a faint pale green light in the night.

— "One Ring of Divine Art: [Powerful] Entanglement Art!"

As the pale green light spreads, the blood-stained weeds on both sides of the ruins grow wildly.

It turned into countless thorns covered with thorns, and quickly enveloped the three wolf knights who were charging again.

"Come on!"

Thorne immediately shouted to the spear warriors who had just arrived.

puff!

As soon as Thorne's voice fell, the sharp spear quickly pierced a shocking blood hole in the wolf knight.

bump!

The flail wrapped around Thorne's long sword was thrown by him after a few turns!

The blood-stained wolf tooth hammer on the flail smashed into the head of a jackal who had just escaped, dripping with blood!

Immediately afterwards, he was stabbed to death by a spear warrior who took advantage of the situation.

Thorne carried the dark red long sword, wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, and looked at the wolf knights who were still emerging from the depths of the jungle.

He once again truly experienced the pale and powerless frustration of low-level professionals when facing a large group of enemies.

"I can only do my best." Thorne lowered his head and muttered to himself.

He is not a person who is afraid of death, but he is not a person who likes to die in vain.

If the situation could not be reversed, he could only take the opportunity to escape.