Half-elf Ranger

Seeing Vel'Koz saying goodbye with a worried look, Thorne did not stop him, but waved his hand and let him leave.

He has said everything that needs to be said, and he has also done what he needs to do.

If the other party still insists on the way of the Lich after he returns to Waterfall Town, he will not stop anything.

After all, the cost of transforming a lich is too great, and the condition of immortality must be powered by the soul of a mortal.

This means that if the lich wants to gain immortality, he needs to rely on the power of the undead and absorb the soul as energy.

However, it is this kind of evil behavior that makes their rationality and memory wear away with the passage of time, and eventually become the so-called "crazy lich" in the world.

If the other party really went this far, causing him to lose his mind and become a mad lich, he wouldn't mind cleaning up the door himself.

"Tower Master, that silly kid from Vel'Koz isn't really going to turn into a lich, right?"

At this time, the tauren Alistar who was talking to Kutaig saw Velks leaving, and immediately came over, stared at the bull's eyes, and asked in a loud voice like a cannonball.

Kutaig followed closely, and from his expression, it was obvious that he was also curious about the matter.

"I'm not too sure." Thorne shook his head slightly, and subconsciously glanced at the paladin General Avar not far away.

He found that the other party seemed to be aware of his gaze, and immediately moved his eyes to the other side, making a look of being very interested in the strange rocks in the valley.

Thorne knew that the native paladin should have heard all the conversations between them.

However, he didn't care, and then prepared to continue talking to the two of them.

However, what made him depressed was that he found that these two guys were too tall, he raised his head slightly, and inadvertently involved two wounds on his back that he had long forgotten, causing him to frown slightly in pain.

No way, the average height of the orcs is more than 2 meters, and the tauren is even more exaggerated.

Especially Alistar in front of him, probably because of his occupation, his burly body is close to three and a half meters, and he and the elf banshee are standing in front of them, like two children.

The Orc Sword Saint Kutaig, who was good at observing words and expressions, immediately noticed the inappropriateness, touched the arm of the tauren with his arm, and the two sat on the rock next to him, raised their heads, and made an appearance of listening intently.

Seeing the two of them staring at him, Thorne did not sit down, but took two steps forward and said casually:

"In fact, what he should do is entirely up to him. I am only responsible for telling him one thing, everyone must be responsible for their own choice, whether the choice is gained or lost. As for whether he listens, then I will I no longer know."

The tauren Alistar nodded in understanding, while Kutaig showed a thoughtful look.

"Oh, that's right." Seeing that the two didn't speak, Thorne suddenly remembered something, so he looked at the tauren who was sitting almost at his level and asked:

"I heard that the Church of the Mother Earth gave you a batch of thunder lizard eggs from the southern kingdom. How are you, how is it going? Are you sure it will hatch."

Thunder Lizard, as the name suggests, is a large lizard that masters the power of lightning.

This large lizard is exactly the size of a tauren and can serve as their mount.

And the purpose of giving them Thunder Lizard Eggs by the Church of the Mother Earth was actually to train a group of Thunder Lizard Knights for the temple.

As for whether it can be successful or not, it mainly depends on whether the Tauren race has this kind of animal taming talent.

Of course, if it can be domesticated successfully, it will be the best thing.

Just thinking about the big scene of those tauren riding thunder lizards galloping through the emerald field, it makes people feel shocked.

"Not yet." Referring to the Thunder Lizard Egg, Alistar frowned in distress, an eyebrow that was even rougher than an orc, and put his elbows on his thighs, leaning on the head with a broken horn, with a depressed expression on his face. :

"You don't know about my situation. After so many years, the girls in Rizim King City have never found a compatriot who chose the Tauren race, so almost all matters in the territory are handled by the I'm carrying it alone, it's just..."

"Hey, old cow, do you want to say that a person is both a father and a mother in the tribe." Before the tauren finished speaking, the little devil standing on the shoulders of the elf banshee learned the tauren's sitting posture, leisurely. Shaking his two calves, he laughed and joked:

"I can testify to you about this, because I really saw him holding a tauren cub in the crystal ball of the wizard's tower, and he kept humming a song to coax the child, like that... tsk tsk tsk... ."

Before this naughty little guy could finish speaking, he suddenly seemed to be strangled by his neck, and all of a sudden he kept his mouth shut.

Thorne looked at Alistar, who was staring at the little devil with bull-eyed righteousness, thought for a moment, and suggested to him:

"Regarding the hatching of thunder lizards, I think you can go to Xiacheng to find Master Qingchen and learn from him a little experience in domesticating animals. After all, he can domesticate even ferocious animals with ease. Thunder lizards should be fine."

"Yes!" After listening to Thorne's suggestion, Alistar's eyes lit up, and he suddenly became energetic. He shook his lush mane and was as happy as a child:

"Why did I forget this great god? Then let's talk. I'll retire now. Little devil, come to play when you have time, and I'll invite you to drink."

The little devil on the shoulder of the elf banshee heard the words and glanced at his new master resentfully. He had lost his personal freedom long ago and could only **** his head, looking like he was stunned.

"Lord Taling, send me back quickly." After the tauren finished speaking, he hurriedly shouted into the air.

As soon as the voice fell, his body was wrapped in a dark blue light and disappeared.

"This guy's temper is still so impatient." Seeing the vanishing tauren, the orc swordsman Kutaig laughed.

Although he knew very well that with the passage of time, a person's personality would become closer and closer to his own racial habits, and his sense of identity with this race would become stronger, but he couldn't help but complain.

"Actually, I was surprised to see you suddenly appear here."

Thorne walked to Kutaige, his expression changed, and he said curiously: "So your practice has been completed ahead of schedule, have you advanced to the hero level?"

Kutaig's advanced occupation is Juggernaut.

Due to the particularity of his occupation, he did not choose to part-time other occupations to make up for his weak defense. And the violent ability he mastered was accidentally awakened by the characteristics of the orc race due to good luck.

In Kutaig's own words, Juggernaut is the most explosive among all melee classes, and no melee class can be more explosive than Juggernaut.

If he uses other jobs that cannot match his shortcomings in order to make up for his shortcomings, it will undoubtedly mean that he has lost the characteristics of the swordsman profession, and he will only be among the masses in the end.

Since he has chosen the extreme path of Juggernaut, which only pursues offensive power, he must not think about developing in the direction of the hexagonal warrior, which will only make his blade lose its edge.

Regarding Kutaig's remarks, although Thorne pursues omnipotence, and the other party pursues extreme explosive power, the two can be described as one extreme, but he still feels that the other party's words are very reasonable.

If the strength of the two continues to improve like this, it is no surprise that the one who successfully steps into the Legend of Destiny is definitely a single-professional professional.

It's like the promotion of Tier 3 heroes. If a single career wants to advance to perfection, they only need to take one path, and he needs to improve the paths of both careers to perfection at the same time.

The only thing that made him happy was that the functions of the two basic occupations, Ranger and Kendo, were very similar.

If two professions belong to extreme opposites, it is unimaginable to want to achieve perfection.

The main reason why he asked Kutaige like this was that after the Battle of Conferred Gods ended, he told him to Convenience that he planned to retreat in the Sword Mound in the Upper Town of Waterfall Town because of the instructions of Master Qingchen. , until the path of the Juggernaut reaches perfection.

Now, suddenly being called here by Taring, does it mean that he has completely advanced to the hero level.

"Not yet." Hearing Thorne's question, Kutaig answered truthfully.

"Then you are?" Thorne looked at him suspiciously.

He still understands Kutaig's temperament relatively well, and he belongs to the more persistent kind. Once he sets a goal for himself, he will never give up easily.

Otherwise, he would not be the only player in the Emerald Wilderness who played the Juggernaut career best.

Thorne faintly felt that the other party took the initiative to leave the sword tomb this time, which was not as simple as he imagined.

"That's it." Kutaig looked at Thorne and said solemnly: "Just a week ago, as usual, I was sitting cross-legged in front of the statue in the Sword Tomb, meditating, and then something very strange happened. Unexpected thing."

Saying this, Kutaig paused for a while, then subconsciously glanced at the direction of the waterfall Shangzhen, and then said solemnly:

"The sculpture suddenly had a faint sense of consciousness, and he planned to teach me the heritage of the War Blade."

"War Blade?" Thorne's expression moved after hearing Kutaig's words.

As for the sword mound in the upper urban area of ​​waterfall town, since the end of the war, he has investigated it clearly.

The tall sculpture was also an internal beta player, and his warblade occupation was granted by the Nine Swords Grandmaster from Winter City.

The other party served as the strong guard of Winter City before his death, which means personal guards, and his men are all composed of sword saints and war blades.

It can be said to be the sharpest blade in Winter City.

The main reason why they all fell in the upper part of the waterfall town is mainly because of the chaotic and turbulent year, where a crack in the shadow of the underworld appeared.

In the fierce battle with countless undead creatures, this group of strong guards headed by the war blade all sacrificed here and turned into sword mounds.

Their warglaive leader also sacrificed himself into a sculpture to forcibly suppress the crack.

Listening to what Kutaig said, let him understand that the leader of the strong guard, whose profession is Warblade, probably still has a faint consciousness left in the sculpture.

Its purpose is to pass on the profession of War Blade.

Just like the Nine Swords Grandmaster spent nearly a hundred years just looking for the next Nine Swords inheritor.

If it is as he imagined, it will definitely be a great opportunity for Kutaig.

Because the battle blade, one of the three major occupations of the Nine Swords, fits perfectly with the occupation of Juggernaut, and their occupational characteristics all rely on the most extreme explosive power.

If he can really succeed as a part-timer, his explosive power will definitely go to a higher level with the blessing of the professional characteristics of the War Blade.

In terms of pure explosive power, Thorne believes that even himself can't compare to the outbreak of the Juggernaut combined with the War Blade.

After all, as the three basic occupations of the Nine Swords, the War Blade is the same as the Juggernaut, or even more extreme. They are born to fight, to constantly challenge the strong.

Warblade, often referred to as: Lord of Swords.

The purpose of their existence is to get the opportunity to test themselves. The stronger the opponent, the more dazzling the glory after defeating the opponent.

In fact, to cultivate the profession of War Blade, as Thorne who has the inheritance of the Nine Swords, he has long had this idea in his heart.

It's a pity that he has no chance to go to Karatu Continent now, and he can't be able to disappear for a long time in the Temple of Nine Swords.

Only by going to the Karatu Continent and challenging the road to the highest level can you be recognized by the Nine Swords Temple and get all the styles of Nine Swords.

Just because he has not been recognized as the next master by the Nine Swords Temple, he is naturally not qualified to teach the Nine Swords school to others without permission.

"So, you have successfully multi-purposed Warblade." Thorne looked at Kutaig.

"Ashamed..." Kutaig showed regret, "I haven't passed the test yet, the purpose of this trip is for this."

"Any progress?" Thorne continued.

"I don't have a clue now." Kutaig scratched his head and smiled helplessly.

"I can't help you with this kind of thing, you can only rely on yourself, but I can give you a suggestion." Thorne smiled and comforted the other party, saying:

"That is to go out and walk around more, and take the initiative to integrate yourself into the daily life filled with cooking smoke. Maybe some inadvertent trivial matter can make you get unexpected results."

This sentence is what he often comforts himself, because he has already found the right direction for his future path and knows how to go on.

He firmly believes that as long as he keeps going, he will definitely succeed.

"I see." Orc Sword Saint Kutaig stood up and bowed to Thorne.

"Where are you going to go this time?" Thorne waved his hand, indicating that the other party should not be so polite, and asked casually.

"Go to the Northland Wasteland." Kutaig clenched his fists in a firm tone.

However, the careful Thorne found other meanings in the eyes of the other party, and quickly understood the reason.

He listened to the orc chief Sann of Horn Town telling him in detail what happened to them in the Northland Wasteland.

The orc tribe formed by Sarn was captured by the evil orcs, then turned to human forces and betrayed, and finally paid a heavy price and became a slave of the Winter City arena. The whole process revealed a conspiracy and betrayal.

Kutaig, who is the party involved, must also understand the reason.

Thorne guessed that this hatred was definitely hidden deep inside his heart.

If Kutag fails to handle this matter, it is likely to affect the progress of his strength.

"Then you go first, I will also go to the Northland after a while. If we have fate, we might meet again." Thorne was ready to bid him farewell.

"Then let's go to the Northland Wasteland together, it doesn't matter, I can wait for you here." Hearing that Thorne's destination was the same as himself, Kutaig suggested to him.

"That's not necessary, I have to go to Deep Rock City." Thorne refused without hesitation: "Besides, the main purpose of your trip to the Northland is to cultivate. This kind of thing is not good if there are too many people."

In fact, there is another reason, that is, the people in black hiding in the dark.

He hasn't figured out the identity of the enemy so far, which makes him have to be careful.

"Then I'll take my leave, Mr. Thorne, and see you in the North."

Kutaig hesitated, bowed again, gave Thorne a deep salute, then called Tarling and disappeared without a trace.