Half-elf Ranger

The sky is deep and the moon is bright. The moonlight like water shrouds the ruins of the ruined Talan Village, covering the mottled and dark pools of blood on the ground with a hazy silver gauze.

A slightly bleak and tragic picture shone.

Roar!

The loud wolf roar was filled with bloodthirsty thirst, mixed with the icy cold wind, and turned into an invisible aura, exuding a deep fear from the night, spreading rapidly around.

The five Fred gnolls looked at Thorne with crimson light beating in their pupils, revealing a ferocious face that was eager to try.

"Let the followers of Gyren Storm also enjoy the fear of being hunted! The **** of hunting is watching us!"

The gnoll priest holding the skull magic weapon pointed at Thorne, looked at the bright full moon in the sky, and roared excitedly and frantically.

Because the **** of hunting has part of the clergy of the moon, his followers especially prefer to hunt on the night of the full moon. They believe that hunting on the full moon will attract the attention of Mara.

Immediately, the four Flynn gnolls fixed their gazes on Thorne's slightly thin body.

They licked the blood that had slipped on their faces, grinned grimly, waved their icy metal claws, turned into a black shadow and rushed over quickly.

Thorne's delicate face was calm and unwavering, and he quickly adapted to the powerful power brought by his body due to the blessing of magic.

With the blessing of 4 points of strength and 4 points of agility, Thorne's strength has reached 19 points at this moment, and his agility is as high as 24 points.

In addition, the skin of the whole body is covered with what looks like tough tree bark.

He had no fear in the face of the four Flynn's gnolls charging at him.

Thorne quickly sheathed the long sword, the wooden holy symbol hidden in his left hand flashed slightly, and then pointedly pointed at the gnoll priest with an inconspicuous gesture.

Immediately afterwards, a pale red light of a five-star paw print appeared strangely above the head of the gnoll priest.

This is one of the Ranger's Prophecy Magic: Hunter's Mark!

After use, you can mark an enemy with a mysterious symbol that only you can see.

Whether the marked enemy is attacked or defended by him, Thorne will deal additional damage to the enemy.

And Thorne has a huge advantage on both Perception and Wisdom checks when trying to hunt down marked enemies.

Thorne's old enemy of the ranger chose the gnoll, and at this time added a hunter's mark to the opponent.

With the blessing of this dual skill, even if the gnoll priest uses invisibility to completely disappear into the air, it will be quickly detected by Thorne.

Because among the five Flinders gnolls in this line, the gnoll priest, as a spellcaster, is undoubtedly the greatest threat.

Therefore, Thorne must always be vigilant of the opponent's magic spells that are deadly to him and pay attention to the opponent's position.

However, from the four gnolls rushing towards him in front of him, it can be seen that this priest obviously wants to stay temporarily to deal with these players.

After all, their purpose today was these unlucky players, and Thorne was just a surprise.

Thorne glanced at Druigster who was not far away and dropped a sentence: "You can do it yourself!"

After he finished speaking, he immediately fled to the depths of the jungle. The three-ring magic cat's grace and bull's strength did not last as long as the tree skin magician.

For a Druid of about 5th level of Gust, it takes less than 10 minutes at most, so Thorne must take advantage of the duration of the magic to kill all the four gnolls who are chasing after him.

Finally, feel at ease with the remaining gnoll priests.

Whoosh!

Thorne disappeared into the dark jungle as a dark shadow, blessed by the darling of the supernatural shadow and the wild mask of the wood elves' racial characteristics.

His hazy figure disappeared almost completely into the darkness.

However, Thorne's speed was not maximized, but kept a certain distance from the chasing gnoll.

Otherwise, he would have thrown them away at the speed at which he ran with all his strength, and he would need to lead the four people behind him into the depths of the complex jungle, and then defeat them one by one.

Because the believers of Mara do not like to rush to kill the prey when hunting, but chase the prey to an area that is dangerous to both parties, only in this way can they consider it more valuable.

So these guys are easy to fall for.

"good luck!"

Gust looked at Thorne's disappearing back and said softly.

"Simba, you follow first!" Andrina, who was hiding behind the ruins, noticed Thorne's disappearing figure, raised her eyebrows slightly, and immediately told the little devil, the invisible magic pet, sitting on her shoulders.

"Ah, master, please forgive me, I... and the past are completely sent to death."

The little devil Simba appeared in his original form. He glanced at the depths of the jungle, with a fearful expression on his face, and said timidly.

"Huh?" Andrina's eyes narrowed slightly, her slightly cold eyes staring at the little devil's petite dark red body.

"Okay..." The little devil Simba shrank his head, glanced at Anderina with resentful eyes, and disappeared into the night by flapping his two little leather wings.

"It shouldn't be so easy to die, right?" Andrina looked into the depths of the jungle and said to herself.

The trail of Thorne disappeared into the jungle as the four Flynn gnolls chased after him.

Yoder, the double-shielded guard who supported Gust, glanced at the gnoll priest who was still standing still, and there was deep fear in his eyes.

Then he shouted at the crossbowmen hiding in the ruins: "Release the arrows!"

Hearing the words, the bowmen immediately took out the few arrows left and started frantically shooting at the gnoll priest.

"Don't worry, you will soon disappear with the followers of Gyren Storm!"

Facing the vast number of arrows, the gnoll priest showed a cruel smile, and then gently waved the skull magic weapon that flashed with a strange red glow.

As the red light on the skull magic weapon in the hands of the gnoll priest surged, an almost invisible protective force field enveloped him.

Ding Ding Ding!

In the dark night, all the arrows galloping from the gnoll priest couldn't get an inch around him, and all of them were scattered on the ground powerlessly.

"Slowly feel the pain of death!"

The gnoll priest sneered, and the blood dripping claws on the skull magic weapon floated strangely.

- "Five Rings Magic: Mass Plague!"

Cough cough!

With the strong dry cough of the gnoll priest, a red and black mist entwined in a strange way suddenly rose above the heads of the archers.

"Run away!"

Gust's face changed greatly, and he used the last strength of his body to roar piercingly.

what! what! what!

Under the eerie red and black fog, players who had no time to escape let out a miserable roar.

Blindness, redness, rotting heat, nausea, tremors, and other diseases have different effects on different players.

The most miserable player suffered from redness and swelling, and developed large rotten abscesses at a speed visible to the naked eye, which eventually turned into a foul-smelling mud.

- "Shield Sprint!"

Several remaining double shield guards shouted loudly, raised their steel shields and rushed towards the gnoll priest with all their strength, trying to interrupt his magical attack.

- "Spell Counter!"

Andrina tries to interrupt the gnoll priest's protective power.

His face turned pale in an instant, and a trace of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. Obviously, this was after the failure of the spell countermeasure, and he was also severely injured.

The gnoll priest didn't pay any attention to the waves of magic and the double-shield guard's attack left on him.

There was a cruel smile on his hideous face, and he took out a bottle of black evil water and a small bag of silver powder from his pocket.

As the waters of evil and silver dust swayed into the air, the gnoll priest chanted waves of evil, depraved incantations.

- "Second Ring Magic: Blasphemy!"

- "Three Rings Magic: Manipulate Dead Corpses!"

Under the fallen evil incantation, a large swath of cold negative energy emerged from the gnoll priest's skull artifact, quickly poured into the ground, and spread around.

The players, gnolls, and warg corpses on the ground who had long since died were enveloped by the negative energy aura, and all of them stood up strangely, took up their weapons, and turned into skeleton warriors.

With each step of the skeletonized corpses, their flesh and blood began to fall off rapidly, and soon a smooth blood-colored skull was revealed.

Then it exudes a strong sense of death, roaring and searching for the breath of all the living in the village.

"Taste the fear of death well!"

Looking at the fearful faces of the players, the Gnoll Priest sneered with satisfaction.

He glanced at the bright full moon with mad and pious eyes, took out the nunchaku from his waist, and galloped away in the direction where Thorne disappeared.