Half-elf Ranger

"Ow!"

Just as the Silver Dragon Guards completely slaughtered the group of lycanthropes and was about to move forward, a blood-chilling gnoll howl sounded instantly.

The sound echoing in the valley was like a sign of giving orders, and various howls sounded one after another in the depths of the village.

The voices were very mixed, and Thorne even heard the roar of the lion and the harsh neighing of the lizardmen.

He could clearly feel that these creepy roars were gradually approaching their group of uninvited guests.

"Stop advancing! Stabilize the formation! Array, block!"

After the third-order paladin in charge of command heard the voice, his face changed slightly, and he immediately shouted to all the soldiers.

The soldiers who received the order raised the fine steel shield engraved with the silver dragon emblem in unison, and formed a formation like a city wall in an orderly manner.

At the same time, the two third-order priests who accompanied the army also inserted their long swords into their scabbards, clasped a holy symbol magic weapon that dazzled under the scorching sun, and calmly watched the approaching hunters.

The howls became louder and louder one after another, and the birds and small animals in the valley scrambled to flee towards the exit.

The voice seemed to carry some kind of exciting magic, and those remnants of the lycanthrope suddenly stopped and turned around again.

Something weird happened.

I saw all the lycanthropes squatting on the ground holding their heads one after another, rolling out a hoarse wailing from their throats, as if they were suffering from some great pain.

Their hands were deeply buried in their hair, and their bare skin was blue and sinister. With the red light of the bloodshot pupils, these beasts squatted on the ground one by one, turning into a speed that was visible to the naked eye. As the most primitive beast, he was unafraid of death and quickly formed a formation towards the silver dragon guards, and launched a death charge.

Wild boars, giant rats, dire wolves, ravens and other wild beasts rushed towards the silver dragon guards like a tide in the dust that blocked their sight. Even the thin mice were trampled to death. Couldn't stop their rapid advance.

This is the unique transformation ability of lycanthropes. Even if these people of black blood are only one or two levels, as long as they become beasts, they will instantly show the most primitive power of beasts after being replaced by reason.

Immediately afterwards, the fastest first hunters appeared on the roof.

These hunters, whose strength is kept above the third rank, spread out, using their vigorous bodies to fly over the eaves one by one. Then form a semi-encircled formation and double-team towards the Silver Dragon Guards at the fastest speed.

Suddenly, a shocking rumbling sound came from afar, accompanied by the collapse of solid stone houses, and in the flying dust, two dark figures ran fast and appeared in everyone's sight.

These two large beasts were very eye-catching, and they launched a straight charge without reason.

They were like two high-speed trucks, knocking out the houses that blocked them and the beasts that the lycanthropes had turned into, and the goal was to set up a solid line of defense for the silver dragon guards.

Seeing the beast that appeared, the hunters who flew over the roof did not rush to attack, but stopped, showing a sneer, looking down at the formation that was about to be overwhelmed by the beast, tensing their bodies and waiting for the battle.

Obviously, they planned to wait for the moment when the beast tide composed of beasts and beasts drowned these invaders before they began to harvest wildly.

Is this a mutant beast?

When two large beasts appeared 500 meters away from Thorne's line of sight, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he was instantly shocked by these two pitch-black beasts.

This is a large wild boar with exposed tusks and a male lion with a flying mane.

They are very large, almost the size of the dire bears of the Emerald Fields.

Even so, it did not affect the collision speed of the two beasts in the slightest.

And, most importantly, based on the beast's body shape and the rows of sturdy bone plates that cover its entire body, Thorne judged that these two extremely special beasts were probably made using some kind of mutated mutant gene.

In order to study the people of black blood in the Great Sword Mark Mountains, he had read a lot of information about hunters and fallen druids in the library of the Emerald Tower.

These hunters, who are dominated by furious gods and represent the twisted side of nature, also hold a lot of taboo research.

For example, the elf Druid Gust in Far Mountain Town has a transformation ability developed by the evil Druid.

This kind of forbidden transformation only needs to provide a certain part of the body of the beast you want to transform, and you can forcibly transform and gain all its abilities when your own strength is lower than that of the beast.

However, the defect is also very serious. As the transformation time continues, the will of the transformer will be gradually replaced by the wild.

Even if it is not successfully occupied by the wild, it will consume a huge amount of life energy.

And the two large black beasts in front of him are even more serious than the forbidden transformation.

This is a kind of use of the beastly curse of lycanthropy and the forced mating of large beasts to produce offspring, and then perform evil magic rituals similar to genetic mutation. After successfully surviving countless failed transformations, what is produced is this kind of terrifying. Mutant monsters.

As long as this special beast can be successfully reproduced, they are definitely more powerful and cruel than ordinary beasts and ferocious animals, and some still retain higher intelligence and powerful hunting ability.

At a certain stage of growth, they will even master various powerful spell-like abilities.

Fortunately for Thorne, however, the two mutant boars and male lions apparently did not retain their intelligence.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be like cannon fodder, ramming straight into the formation that the Silver Dragon Guards had set up.

"Shoot!" The paladin commander calmly ordered the soldiers behind him.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

With a salvo, the galloping arrow rain instantly enveloped the two charging beasts.

The two mutant beasts that didn't dodge at all quickly turned into hedgehogs full of arrows.

However, what greatly changed the commander's expression was that these sharp armour-piercing arrows could hardly play any role in the face of these two mutant beasts. The arrows could only inflict at most two centimeter-deep wounds on the beasts, even the muscle layer. cannot be broken.

This also means that the physical defense of these two mutant beasts with at least the third-order strength is comparable to the scale strength of the youthful dragon.

These bolts are no different from scratching a tickling to them.

The heart of the paladin commander sank to the bottom.

He endured the sultry heat and irritability caused by the armor wrapped all over his body under the scorching sun, and planned to let the two priests behind him use divine magic to block the beast.

Just as he was about to issue an order, suddenly, an arrow shone with a pale golden light under the scorching sun, dragging a slender tail flame, and surrounded by a dark purple arc, it hit the first person hard and pulled the distance away. On the male lion as close as 50 meters.

I saw this three-edged arrow made of pure gold accurately hit the blood-filled pupil of the lion's fist with strong force.

The sharp arrow is designed at a special angle. When it hits the eye socket of the male lion, it rotates deeply like a screw, destroying its muscle tissue, cutting off blood vessels and pulverizing bones.

Immediately afterwards, the light orange flame attached to the arrow quickly spread around, igniting the dense mane between the neck of the male lion at an extremely fast speed.

"Roar!!!"

The moment the charging lion hit the arrow, the man stood up and let out a shrill roar.

Its huge body suddenly stopped due to the pain of tearing flesh and blood, and then it was caused by strong inertia, and with a loud 'bang', it was overturned on the ground, raising billowing dust.

"Back!"

Looking at the lion that was shot to the ground, Thorne, who was holding a composite longbow, moved with a thought.

The golden arrow with 'psychic remote control' trembled in the eye socket of the male lion, and then with a 'whoosh', it rushed out of the torn wound mercilessly, bringing out a string of demons. Different blood flowers and minced meat.

The arrow with **** minced meat turned the arrow in mid-air and flew back in the direction of Thorne.

At this moment, the male lion, who had just stood up from the ground, was suddenly and mercilessly pulled out because of the arrow, and was hurt even more painfully than before.

The black blood flowing from the eye socket, which was burnt by flames and lightning, was like a faucet, and it couldn't stop surging out.

"thump!"

The severely injured beast gasped heavily, let out a shrill wailing, and fell to the dusty ground again.

The scarlet blood spread out, and the gurgling blood was eagerly absorbed by the dry ground.

"Prepare!"

Thorne, who retracted the arrow, reminded Cecil, the witch who was charging, and immediately condensed a fireball the size of a basin at the fastest speed.

Although in the past three years, he has not fully mastered the powerful feat of "spell-like instant casting", but in countless practice, he has also improved the speed of his spell-like casting.

Even if it can't be cast out in an instant, it can be easily done by condensing and forming at least within a second or two.

Looking at the wild boar, which was slightly slower than the male lion, the white forehead of the witch who was covered in robes showed layers of crystal sweat. She quickly murmured a powerful incantation, with violent fluctuations of magic power. Frenzy gathered towards her.

——“Fourth Ring Spell: Pyroblast!”

When the violent mutant wild boar was about to step on the lion's corpse and rush over, the witch Cecil stretched out her hand and pointed at the beast, and a mesh-like tortoise crack suddenly appeared on the dry ground of the village.

The moment the wild boar stepped on the cracked ground, thick smoke and the pungent smell of sulphur permeated the cracks in the ground.

"boom!"

A dark red pillar of fire two meters thick rose from the sky and exploded directly in the belly of the wild boar like a volcanic eruption.

The air waves generated by the violent explosion caused the Yinlong Guards fifty meters away to involuntarily retreat a few steps at the same time.

Although the wild boar that was directly hit by the spell did not fly away due to its huge body, it fell into the crack and was blown to pieces by the terrifying flame spell.

The mutant wild boar whose whole body was ignited struggled to get up. The humming sound was like a lumberjack sawing wood. Unfortunately, there was no lumberjack here, only hot flames and thick smoke.

- "Spell-like ability: Fireball!"

Before the aftermath of the witch's spell had dissipated, Thorne, who was ready, took the opportunity to smash a large dark red fireball at the side of the lion and the wild boar.

"Boom!"

A fireball the size of a washbasin exploded, mercilessly drowning the wild boar that just got up and a group of beasts transformed from beasts behind it.

The paladin commander gave Thorne a grateful look, and immediately rearranged his formation for a more difficult challenge.

"Give it to me! Kill them all!"

Seeing that the two cannon fodder beasts failed to disrupt the formation formed by the soldiers, the more and more hunters gathered together with a roar of excitement, and rushed towards them in a swarm.

Immediately, under the leadership of more than a dozen 'Claws of Mura' who had reached the third rank, more than 200 hunters surrounded the silver dragon guards who had formed formations from all directions, as if they were about to swallow it. similar.

"Zheng!"

Looking at the silver dragon guards who were waiting in battle, Thorne glanced at the witch wizard who was protected by the elf swordsman, and immediately drew his sword to meet the charging hunter.

Suddenly, he felt a black shadow flashing in the formation of the soldiers, and when he reacted and turned to look, he heard a scream through the steel mask.

A mutant beast appeared in his sight, this time it was a large black cheetah.

This cunning cheetah is very likely to be with the wild boar and lion that were killed just now. It took advantage of the crowd to focus on the two behemoths, and used a special spell to sneak into the soldiers silently. in the group.

Thorne found that the black cheetah that knocked the silver dragon guard to the ground was bigger than the adult Siberian tiger, and the undulating muscles like waves could be seen on the elegant and vigorous body.

The most frightening thing was that the cheetah showed a anthropomorphic sneer when it pounced on the struggling soldier, which means that this mutant beast has a very high intelligence.

With the screams of the soldiers, everyone around them reacted.

However, most of them have been caught in the most chaotic and **** fights with the close-knit hunters, and almost no one can support the soldier who was thrown to the ground.

The black panther's powerful front claws pressed firmly on the struggling soldier, opened its **** mouth, and with a roar, the sharp fangs actually flashed a steel-like cold light.

Immediately afterwards, the black panther's lower jaw bit on the soldier's neck, and the neck armor protecting the neck was torn to shreds like a piece of paper.

The cunning black panther didn't even glance at the dying soldier, and tightened his body again, ready to pounce on another prey.

At this moment, a soldier with a free hand waved the sharp steel sword in his hand, appeared from behind the black panther, and stabbed the buttocks of the half-human-high beast.

"boom!"

The black panther, who sensed the danger, showed a mocking sneer. It waved its thick and tough leopard tail, and the wind howled like a leather whip, slamming the soldiers who attacked it fiercely.

The soldier who attacked suddenly felt that the armor protecting his chest was deformed and collapsed, and his body became staggered and unstable due to the weight of the armor and the strength of the leopard's tail.

"Roar!"

The moment the cruel mutant black panther hit the soldier, it turned around suddenly, and a sharp claw comparable to a bear's paw turned into an afterimage, hitting the soldier's chest, and the collapsed and deformed armor was easily torn, and it was on the soldier's chest. There were several **** wounds left.

Just when the black panther was about to pounce on to harvest the soldier's life, he suddenly felt his tail being held tightly in his hand, followed by a strong pulling force.

The black panther's face showed humanized anger, and its front paws clung to the dry and hard ground, as if in a tug-of-war with a puller.

"Pfft!"

The seriously injured soldier recovered a small life, roared to strengthen himself, and then took the opportunity to slash the black panther's forehead with a sword, and the blood splashed out with the roar of the beast.

It is a pity that under the protection of the tough leopard skin, the soldiers' injuries only caused a little skin trauma.

——“Qi Qi Slash!”

At the same time, Thorne suddenly let go of the leopard's tail, taking advantage of the gap between the shaky body of the black leopard, jumped up, rode on its back, his legs clamped on the cheetah's abdomen, the steel soul flashing with pale blue light The sword slashed towards its neck mercilessly.

"Pfft!"

The sharp long sword was wrapped in the energy of qi, and cut off the black panther's head abruptly.

The surging blood spurted the seriously wounded soldier in front of him all over his body.

Looking at the silver dragon guards whose formation was chaotic under the impact of the hunters who were not afraid of death, Thorne was preparing to support the enemy with the largest number of people. Suddenly, as if sensing some danger, his expression suddenly changed. Change.

"Get out of the way!"

Thorne roared at the badly wounded soldier, and immediately drew back.

A pale red six-pointed star formation appeared strangely at the location where he left, and a ferocious and terrifying hill giant hunter appeared from the formation.

The mountain giant who was transported by the spell roared with excitement, the muscles on his arms as thick as the soldiers' waists bulged like hills, and he waved the two-meter-long iron thorn mace in his hand, wrapped in a piercing sound. , swept in place for a week.

A terrible scene happened.

Within 10 meters around the giant on the hill, all the silver dragon guards were swept away as if the autumn wind swept the leaves, clearing a vacuum.

Armor-piercing mace has deep dents imprinted on soldiers' armor, shin guards, steel shields, steel masks and chest guards, and even neck armor.

Under the terrifying attack of the hill giant, three silver dragon guards were hit in the head and died on the spot, and two unlucky hunters were killed by mistake.

"Roar!!!"

The mountain giant who had completed the five kills in an instant let out a deafening roar. He raised the two-meter-long mace again, ready to show off his might to another crowded place.

Just when the hill giant was about to make a move, without him noticing, a cloud of shadow energy appeared behind him, followed by a sharp sword that was rising with raging fire.

The sharp blade instantly pierced the mountain giant's neck, and the high temperature generated by the flames evaporated the surging blood.

Thorne twisted the sword vigorously, kicked his back violently, and pulled out the sword with strength, and the hill giant fell to the ground, dead.

Seeing the enemy fall, Thorne battled the hunters who rushed to die, while watching vigilantly to see if there were any hunters who were suddenly teleported to the center of the formation by spells.

At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield, under the strict guard of a group of soldiers, the two third-order priests holding the holy emblem finally completed their high-spirited magic spell.

- "Three Rings Divine Art: Holy Storm!"

As the two priests called on the divine power of the realm of goodness together, the holy water in their hands swayed out under the influence of divine magic.

After a while, the blue sky hung with the scorching sun, and a drizzle of drizzle fell on the surrounding battlefield.

Thorne slashed to death a werewolf trying to sneak attack from behind him, reaching out to feel the drizzle falling on him.

He sensed that a soft and warm force was growing inside him, and his slightly tired body actually regained a few traces of vitality.

What followed was the screams from the hunters one after another.

This divine art jointly performed by two third-order priests comes from the good field of Thom, the **** of truth.

In addition to restoring a little stamina for people of good alignment, the most important thing is that this magic can cause continuous damage to enemies of evil alignment.

Thorne clearly saw the drizzle falling under the hot sun, and when it fell on the hunters on the battlefield, it made a sizzling sound like strong acid corrosion.

Some low-strength black blood people even died on the spot.

And their group of silver dragon guards, who had just fallen into a disadvantage, finally pulled the situation back.

A large number of low-strength hunters were killed by the soldiers due to the influence of the rain.

However, this situation did not last long, and the spells prepared by several fallen druids of the hunter camp were also completed.

Various evil spells such as Death Cloud, Carrion Swarm, Manipulating Dead, Doom Swarm, etc. are thrown towards the most secret places of the crowd, regardless of whether they are friends or foes.

Not to be outdone, the two priests who accompanied the army cast magic spells one after another, retaliating against them.

However, the consequence of the spell's bombardment is that soldiers on both sides continue to fall one after another.

Thorne, who had cleaned out the enemies around him, was very aware of the threat of spellcasters hiding in the distance among the hunters.

"Cover me! I'll deal with those annoying spellcasters." Thorne put his swords in their scabbards, walked to the paladin commander in three or two steps, took out a composite longbow and two demon-breaking arrows, and slammed into him. sound.

The paladin understood instantly, clenched his shield and long sword, and stood in front of him, blocking all incoming hunters for the ranger.

"collapse!"

Thorne didn't dare to delay. After two baptisms with dragon blood, he easily pulled the composite longbow into a full moon, and the arrow pointed directly at a fallen druid standing on the eaves casting the "Disease Technique".

Aware of the whistling arrow, the druid was unmoved, only sneered back, and still focused on casting his spells.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a light sound like a broken eggshell came out, and the whistling and spinning arrows mercilessly passed through the Druid's chest.

Feeling the rapid passing of life, the fallen druid slowly lowered his head, looked at the transparent hole in his chest in disbelief, and glanced at the direction where the arrow was shot, and fell to the ground, without life.

"Nice job!"

The paladin commander chopped down a hybrid orc hunter who had reached the third level with a single "Evil Slash", and couldn't help but praised the expressionless ranger on the opposite side.

"Crash! Crash! Crash!"

In this way, under the protection of the paladin commander, Thorne's composite longbow continued to send out dull echoes one after another. Every time it was shot, a spellcaster with a strength above the extraordinary rank fell to the ground and died.

Their protective force field was like a piece of paper in front of Thorne's two magic-breaking arrows that cost a lot of money to build.

As the casters of the hunter camp were successively shot by Thorne, the remaining silver dragon guards finally established the victory, and two or three teamed up to kill a hunter.

The Silver Dragon Guards, who were originally stronger and better equipped than the hunters, are now no longer threatened by the casters, and they have formed a siege situation against the remaining hunters.

As the spellcasters among the hunters were cleaned up by Thorne, he finally found the most powerful and most threatening Tier 3 spellcaster.

So without any hesitation, he took up the bow and shot the arrow again, and the whistling arrow precisely greeted the critical part of the caster at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

"Crack!"

As Thorne imagined, the Demon Breaker easily ripped through the shield of the third-order fallen caster.

However, what made him miscalculated was that he had forgotten that almost all spellcasters whose strength reached the intermediate level or above would prepare a life-saving "trigger spell" for themselves.

Just as the sharp arrow broke through the shield, a ray of light appeared around the evil hunter, and was teleported to a distance of 100 meters, successfully dodging the fatal blow, leaving the range of Thorne and disappearing into sight.

"Come after him!" Thorne looked at the elf swordsman who had just cleaned up the enemy in front of him, and his eyes signaled the other party to chase and kill the fleeing spellcaster with him.

Although he could handle the Tier 3 spellcaster by himself, in case he was caught in an ambush by the enemy, he felt that it was the safest way to call a helper.

However, these silver dragon guards were too cumbersome to keep up with his rhythm, so he thought of this sword singer who had reached the third rank.

After all, before leaving, the paladin Avar had specially instructed that there was a hunter who was good at concealment hidden in the valley. Thorne, who had been vigilant, never found the other side's figure.

So, he had to be careful.

The elf swordsman Lance hesitated for a while, then glanced at the ever-decreasing number of enemies, and nodded slightly to Thorne.

Immediately, the two started their teleportation spells and chased in the direction of the caster.

After a while, they saw the fast-running spellcaster fleeing towards the cave in the depths of the valley.

Elf swordsman Lance took the lead in building an energy shield to protect himself from necromancy. A "dimensional step" disappeared in place and rushed towards the caster.

Thorne had just walked a few steps, when a blood-colored bat suddenly flew down from the shadow of the village, transforming into a coquettish woman in black tight leather armor, exposing a large area of ​​greasy skin.

"Hahaha... Gui Lun's followers, finally let me catch you."

The coquettish woman licked her lips, and her mouth let out a happy laughter as if she had caught prey. The tone was seductive, but it also revealed a strange taste.

Her weapon was a delicate dagger studded with ornate gems, but as she landed, there was a surge of arcane energy around the woman.

"vampire?"

"Trickster?"

Seeing the woman's bat form and feeling the familiar use of energy she exudes, Thorne guesses the other person's identity.

Trickster, a profession advanced by rogues who master spellcasting ability, can be said to be the most versatile, with a great understanding of spells, but also good at stealing and sneak attack.

He had seen this kind of occupation in the player group in their waterfall town, and he naturally knew how to deal with it.

Even if the opponent is a vampire trickster with a strength of the third rank, Thorne is not afraid.

At the same time, he also understands the reason why the opponent is so powerful, but he has not chosen to do it for a long time.

Because now is the time when the noon sun is the strongest, this creature, which is naturally afraid of sunlight, naturally does not like to fight in the sun.

At this time, he just happened to walk into the alley of the village. This hunter who is proficient in concealment will not let go of the opportunity of being alone, and plans to leave him here.

Thorne glanced at the elf swordsman who had already dealt with the third-order spellcaster in the distance, and stood quietly waiting for the vampire's attack.

He knew too much about the abilities of the trickster.

The sneak attack of this profession is far more terrifying than that of a rogue or even an advanced shadow dancer.

Because they know how to use the arcane to incorporate their sneak attack skills into it.

Just like in front of him, with the vampire disappearing in wanton laughter, Thorne still couldn't detect the existence of the other party even if he activated the "Listening Device" of the Steel Soul faction.

However, in the dark, he could clearly feel that he was being stared at by a pair of eyes.

As long as he is slightly exposed, the vampire will seize the big opportunity in an instant and launch the most fatal blow.

Thinking of this, the corner of Thorne's mouth twitched into a chuckle, he deliberately shook his body, and ran into the sun with a panicked look.

- "Shadow Attack!"

The dark shadow twisted imperceptibly, and a dark shadow appeared strangely behind Thorne, and a dagger that flickered with cold light stabbed at his back like a poisonous snake.

Thorne unhurriedly stretched out his palms, still walking into the sunlight without listening to his footsteps.

Because he knew very well that the vampire's sneak attack could not be avoided at all. Even if he had noticed that the opponent was using the power of the shadow to make a surprise attack, he still couldn't avoid the opponent's most swift sneak attack.

That's the scary part of the trickster.

"Pfft!"

The sharp dagger easily stabbed Thorne in the back of the heart, and the vampire, who had a triumphant smile on the corner of his mouth, froze in place.

She noticed that her sharp dagger only penetrated two or three centimeters into her body, and it seemed as if she was stuck by something, unable to move forward.

When she realized the bad moment, it was too late.

Thorne turned back suddenly, a large ghost hand transformed from shadow energy pinched the vampire's neck with precision, and a sharp sword with pale blue light stabbed into her heart mercilessly.

The vampire, who was paralyzed by the shadow energy and unable to move, begged Thorne for mercy with a face full of fear: "Don't... Please, let me go."

Thorne was very calm and did not waver in the face of the begging of this charming woman.

He knew very well that a believer of the Heretic God, especially a trickster who was good at deceiving and deceiving, was still a blood race. If he believed her nonsense, he would not know how to die.

"Pfft!"

Thorne's sharp sword, accompanied by the rising flames, went deeper into the vampire's heart again, and he had even noticed the vampire's heart shattered by the sharp sword.

Thorne understands that the other party is a blood race with tenacious vitality, and this kind of vital point that is extremely fatal to ordinary people is nothing more than a serious injury to their vitality.

"Damn Gylon believer, I'll be back, you wait for me!" The vampire screamed and stared at Thorne resentfully, as if to engrave him deeply in his mind.

For a split second, facing the vampire's gaze, Thorne's fear curled inside him like a serpent.

However, this palpitation disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Just as Thorne was stunned, the vampire's body exploded into a cloud of blood with a 'bang', and there were countless blood-colored bats looming in the fog, fleeing toward the depths of the valley.

- "Desert Wind Sect (Strike Skill): Dragon Flame!"

Thorne sneered, and he waved the long sword in his hand as he was prepared, and a roaring flame like the breath of a dragon quickly enveloped all the bats that had not yet dispersed.

"what!!!"

From the flames mixed with blood mist, a scream that was even more shrill and frightening than the first.

Seeing this, Thorne turned his palm over, and a palm-sized bottle of holy water appeared in his hand.

These holy waters were obtained from the Temple of Wisdom. They were standing items, and they were also his most effective means of attacking vampires in the Great Sword Mark Mountains.

He unscrewed the cork of the holy water bottle and poured it into the blood mist where the flames were about to go out.

"Zizzizi..."

Accompanied by the sound of sulfuric acid corrosion, the vampire turned into a blood mist showed its original shape and fell to the ground.

At this time, the vampire has long lost its charming appearance before, and the large white and delicate skin has turned black, and then the inner muscle tissue, blood vessels, and even the bones of Bai Sensen are exposed.

A greasy, foul-smelling liquid soon flowed from the ground.

With a sharp swing of Thorne's sword, the extremely weak vampire who still wanted to beg for mercy was turned into a pile of ashes in the flames, and he couldn't die any longer.

Afterwards, he didn't dare to waste time, and quickly ran towards the place of the elf swordsman with the sharp sword in hand.

To his surprise, as soon as he arrived at the battlefield, the battle was almost over.

- "Cui Yan beheaded!"

The rune sword in the hand of the elf swordsman spewed an emerald-colored flame, and with a 'chi', it slashed on the thigh of the third-order spellcaster.

One of the caster's thigh was cut off by Qigen, and there was not a trace of blood at the broken leg. It fell to the ground, and then shattered with a 'bang' like charred charcoal.

And from the wound at the base of the hapless spellcaster's thigh, tiny flames emerged, burning between flesh and blood.

"what!!!"

He seemed to be haunted by a magical plague, screaming more shrill than a vampire, and was burned alive by emerald flames.

Seeing that the overall situation was settled, Thorne took a solemn look at the emblem that symbolized the identity of the tower owner hidden in his clothes, and said solemnly:

"Ta Ling, search for the trail of the fourth-order hunter and get all his information."

As the true owner of the wizard tower, he can instruct Taring to do anything for him within 100 kilometers of the tower.

This also means that even if he encounters a legendary powerhouse, as long as he has the opportunity, he can escape smoothly with the assistance of the wizard tower.

This is the real deterrent of a wizarding tower.

"...Received!...Starting the Eye of Insight!...Searching for the hunter's trail!...Found the fourth-order hunter!...Analyzing the hunter's strength...Please tower owner for a while Wait!  …is making the best sniper plan for you!"

Thorne's ears instantly heard the cold metal mechanical sound of the Emerald Tower.