Half-elf Ranger

The night is like water, and the stars twinkle.

The howling cold wind blew through the dense jungle and miscellaneous trees with a rustling sound.

Thorne lay on the yellow grass, looking through the gaps in the trees to the thick night sky gleaming with stars.

Familiar scenery, but all strangers!

After a while...

Thorne regained his senses, drew out his long sword, stuck it on the ground, and stood up with difficulty.

The body that was originally almost half-paralyzed due to exhaustion of physical strength, after the ranger level was upgraded, the 8 points of health brought by it finally recovered a little bit of vitality.

However, it can only move a little, if the movement is too large, the injury will be aggravated.

At this time, the wound on his shoulder was still oozing blood, and the chest, which he didn't care about too much, also felt more serious.

He could feel a faint icy aura that was spreading erosion from the charred wound on his chest to all parts of his body at a very slow speed.

Thorne suspected that the black flame of the gnoll priest had the corrosive properties of negative energy.

Because of the swordsmanship of the Shadow Hand School, he is very familiar with negative energy aura, so Thorne's judgment is not wrong.

The reason why these negative energy breaths did not spread to the whole body quickly.

Thorne guessed that it was because the supernatural ring in his hand, the paladin's ring, had the ability to protect against evil, which suppressed the shadow energy in the chest.

If you want to deal with this negative energy aura, you must either cut off the source directly, or you need the priest's magic to disperse it.

So Thorne stood up with difficulty, then moved his body slightly, walked in the direction of Anderina, and asked if there was any medicine on the other side to treat the injury.

"Are you OK?"

Thorne looked at Andrina, who was sitting on the ground with his arms drooping, and asked casually, who looked a little dazed.

"Does it look like it's okay?" Andrina heard the words, turned her head to look at Thorne, shrugged her shoulders and motioned Thorne to look at her arms, with a wry smile at the corner of her mouth.

"Fractured or broken?" Thorne walked over, glanced at it, and asked again.

If it's a broken bone, it's fine, just straighten her up, but it's more troublesome to break it, unless there is a medicine for serious injuries.

Otherwise, if you want to recover slowly, with the physique of the opponent's dragon bloodline, it will take at least one month.

If it is himself, it is 2 months to start.

"I feel like I've lost consciousness, and I'm not quite sure." Andrina shook her head gently.

"Would you like me to take a look at it for you?" Thorne walked over to Andrina and asked for the other party's opinion.

"...Okay." Andrina hesitated for a while, and finally nodded slightly.

Thorne slowly raised one of Andrina's arms and placed it in the other palm.

The moment he lifted it, the corner of his eyes swept across the other's tensed pretty face, obviously trying his best to endure the pain from the movement of his arm.

So he no longer hesitated, he lifted the sleeve on his arm, and found large bruises on it.

Thorne tentatively pinched it, and found that the problem was not very big, it was just broken by the gnoll priest's nunchaku iron rod, just take it back.

After all, as a dragon vein warlock, although the current level is not very high, but after the baptism of dragon blood, the half-dragon body and the protection of solid dragon scales, the defense is still good.

Thorne felt the other's arm trembling slightly because of the pain, and said solemnly: "Hold on, it will hurt a lot!"

After seeing her nodding with difficulty, Thorne's eyes narrowed slightly, holding her arm, and suddenly exerting strength.

What followed was an intermittent click and Andrina's scream.

Thorne wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and finally corrected the other's two broken arms.

He still learned this kind of work from a player who is proficient in medicine in Pushang Township.

At this time, Andrina's arm was still shaking slightly, but it seemed that there was no serious problem, and it would be good to slow down.

After a while...

Andrina's arm seemed to be rejuvenated, and she took out three bottles of potions from the dimension bag with a little difficulty.

Two of the bottles were then handed to Thorne.

After hesitating for a while, Thorne took it.

However, after he saw the properties of the potion, he glanced at the other party in surprise.

It turned out to be a bottle of medicine for serious injuries and high-level physical strength medicine.

The priest has a three-circle magic: cure serious injuries!

This kind of magic, as long as it is not a lethal injury, can bring a small life back from the brink of death.

The effect of Thorne's medicine for treating serious injuries is the same as that of the three-ring magic, and the advanced physical strength medicine can quickly restore more than 60% of the physical strength.

These two potions are clearly marked in the pharmacy in Winter City: 500 gold coins.

So Thorne temporarily put away the medicine for treating serious injuries, and the shadow energy on his chest still doesn't know how to clear it.

And this medicine will stimulate the vitality of the body, leading to a state of weakness, the more serious the injury, the longer the period of weakness.

There is also the wound on his shoulder. If the open wound is not sutured, and the serious injury medicine is used directly, the scarred wound will remain the same shape as it was when it was opened.

The deformed body will greatly affect the coordination of the body for future battles, so the wound must be sutured first.

As all the advanced physical strength medicines were poured into Thorne's mouth, a very comfortable vitality suddenly appeared in Thorne's body, spreading to the whole body.

When all the effects of the medicine were used up, Thorne felt full of vitality again, the only fly in the ointment was the burning pain from the wounds on his chest and shoulders.

Thorne didn't dare to delay too much time here, endured the pain of the wound, got up to do something very important to him.

Hunting Ceremony!

Thorne got up and was about to leave when he suddenly paused, then turned to Andrina and said, "Thank you for your help and these two bottles of potion."

The two sides were not very familiar with each other, but the other party was involved to help him. No matter what, Thorne still had to write down this favor.

As for the two bottles of potions, there is no way to return them for the time being. The main reason is that he is too poor, and the ceremony to activate the second-ring magic will cost a lot of money, and he has not yet collected them.

Andrina, who was sitting on the ground, was stunned for a moment when she heard the words. She teased the messy hair in front of her forehead and chuckled, as if she didn't care much, and then said weakly:

"It's okay, just help each other, don't be so polite, I'll ask you to take us to Twilight Town tomorrow."

"That's no problem." Thorne nodded in response, then turned and left. It wasn't too much trouble for him to go to Twilight Town, and it happened to be on the way.

Then Thorne walked to a fairly open ground, and then used the long sword in his hand to clean up all the yellowing weeds on the ground.

As a follower of Gyren Storm, whenever the hunt is successful.

Believers will be required to have six right foot footprints printed in a flower pattern on the spot, with the heels inward and the toes facing outwards, in order to hold a hunting ceremony.

If you are lucky in this hunting ritual, you will also get some gifts from Gyren Storm.

After Thorne printed the footprints, he immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, holding the five-star paw print holy emblem, his eyes were slightly closed, and he silently recited the doctrine of the patron saint of northern rangers:

Intelligent creatures can live in harmony with wildlife without destroying the other in the name of one.

We should embrace the wilderness rather than fear it, because the way of the wilderness is the way of the best.

Maintain natural balance and learn the hidden ways of all life.

...

As Thorne silently recited the doctrine of the patron saint of the Northland Ranger, the six-legged footprints in front of him suddenly glowed faintly in the night.

At this time, a slightly solemn and uninhibited voice echoed in Thorne's mind:

As a stalker of the Way of Silence, you must keep your mission in mind and severely punish those who hunt natural wilderness creatures for entertainment or cruelty!

When the sound dissipated, Thorne, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes.

Tranquility in the dense jungle.

Trundle, who was fatally injured, stood up unharmed by relying on his strong resilience.

Next to the gnoll priest being burned to ashes, cleaning up the remaining loot.

Andrina looked at Thorne with interest, with a hint of surprise and doubt in her eyes.

Because she had clearly seen just now that the strange footprint in front of Thorne suddenly emitted a faint green light that enveloped his body, and then quickly disappeared.