Half-elf Ranger

Along the calm lakeside, Thorne gradually stepped into the depths of the woods.

Walking in the dense jungle, you can feel the mist around you and the rotten smell of dead branches and leaves, as well as the cheerful birdsong in the forest.

Thorne felt inexplicably very enjoyable and at ease.

It may be because his occupation is a ranger, and in his subconscious, he believes that only this kind of near-primitive environment and a rich and harmonious natural atmosphere are what he likes the most.

In the end is the career of the ranger affecting him? Or was he originally like this?

Thorne is not clear for the time being, nor does he struggle too much with this issue.

Instead, he turned his attention to the faint traces on the ground, immediately drew out his long sword, and carefully looked at the surrounding complex terrain.

According to the information obtained in the leyline exploration, the lich's lair is hidden somewhere in this jungle, but the specific location needs to be searched by oneself.

Roar!

At this moment, a frightened beast, with a faint green light flashing in its pupils, hid in the bushes, stretched out its head, and let out a demonstrative growl at Thorne.

Thorne took a closer look and found that it was a pure black cheetah, breathing hot air, grinning at him.

So he smiled at the black panther, waved his hands gently, and used the special skills of the ranger to communicate with animals to show it that he was not malicious.

As Thorne kept moving closer to the Black Panther.

This **** cat's vigilant fierce glow gradually softened, and the taut athletic body slowly relaxed.

Finally, under Thorne's gentle touch, the black panther rubbed and whimpered intimately on his body, then jumped up and disappeared into the depths of the dark jungle.

This skill of communicating with animals is not inherent in the ranger profession, but learned by Thorne from an aboriginal inhabitant who is proficient in animal taming.

With the natural identity of the ranger, wild animals with low intelligence in the wilderness will be easily tamed by Thorne.

No wonder the Druid is very repulsive of other people's excessive destruction of natural creatures. For this reason, he fought several times and killed many people. Watching the figure of the **** cat disappearing, Thorne couldn't help thinking.

Then he laughed again, and shook his head helplessly.

Because of the almost paranoid stubbornness of the Druids, the starting point is of course a good one.

But it seems inhumane. Their so-called advocating nature has restricted the development of the players' territories in the Emerald Wilderness too hard.

Take, for example, their teachings: protect every animal, defend every tree, and punish loggers who disturb the harmony of nature.

Just imagine, when the player's territory is first established, and when various economic systems have not yet been formed, without these natural creatures to maintain their livelihoods, how can they survive every cold winter?

Thorne can't help but worry about the future of the town on the waterfall, the beautiful town built on the waterfall.

I want to really continue.

The first thing to solve is the stubborn stone-like mountain of the Druid Order.

Thorne thought about some plans for the future as he searched the lich's lair.

Finally, a mountain of earth made up of dense bushes appeared within Thorne's sight.

Thorne leaned over slowly, sniffed the air that was flowing around him, and was suddenly swept up in a penetrating chill all over his body.

Then he turned sideways with his long sword and carefully pushed through the bushes.

A dark hole appeared in front of him, a strong negative energy aura, like a gasification wild horse that had run away, greedily eroding the dense jungle.

Thorne looked at it carefully and found that there was a rock similar to an organ near the entrance of the cave.

The size of the rock is exactly the same as the opening of the cave, and there are obvious signs of chopping on it.

So he crouched down, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the slash marks on the rock, and found that it was not caused by the light-blade weapon.

This nearly ten-centimeter-deep gap is very similar to the chopping marks of a giant axe. Judging from the fungi growing on the rock gap, it can be roughly guessed that it was left half a year ago.

"So someone came here in advance half a year ago." Thorne couldn't help guessing.

If someone has already taken the lead, then it is not very meaningful for him to enter again, unless the other party is destroyed by the group.

However, this is not a reason to stop him from exploring.

So Thorne no longer hesitated, and went straight in. Now that he has come, naturally he can't waste his efforts.

The cave was dark.

Thorne looked at it and found that there were many long-lasting torches on the wall, but they had been damaged in the silence of time.

In a cave without a trace of light, if ordinary people don't have lighting items, I'm afraid they can't even walk.

For Thorne, he didn't care. The dark vision possessed by the half-elf race made his vision at night unaffected.

It was nothing more than the original color world, but at this time it turned into a black and white picture in his eyes.

For an adventurer who often wanders in the wilderness, no lighting tools are required, which means that the monsters inside will not be disturbed.

Your own safety will also be greatly improved.

Then, relying on his shadow darling in the shadow hand faction, this kind of supernatural ability to walk in the dark and hide a great bonus, Thorne wandered in the cave and was almost difficult to find.

The cave was very quiet, except for the occasional tick of water dripping from the top of the cave and falling to the ground.

hum!

When the negative energy aura flowing in the air was about to envelope Thorne's body, the ring on his right hand suddenly emitted a soft light.

Thorne immediately noticed that his whole body seemed to be enveloped by an invisible divine energy, isolating all the negative energy aura that was going to erode him in the cave.

"This should be the effect of the constant protection against evil on the Paladin's Ring." Thorne gently stroked the lines on the ring and whispered to himself.

Then he carefully walked down the not very spacious stairway.

The winding stone steps did not last long, and a large and dilapidated hall unfolded before Thorne.

Click!

At this time, there was a sudden sound of bones rubbing in front of him, coming from far and near. Thorne held a long sword and hid beside a sunken wall in the cave and waited quietly.

It's a small skeleton.

After seeing the goblin skeleton wandering unconsciously not far away, Thorne walked out from the corner.

There are only a few types of skeletons:

The caster is summoned from stone tombs or ancient battlefields, awakened in a land full of death and destruction, corroded by negative energies, or activated by magic circles of corruption and evil.

There is no soul fire in the eye sockets of the goblin skeleton not far away, which means that it is naturally awakened by the influence of negative energy breath.

A simple explanation is that the strong negative energy breath infuses the bones of the skeleton with dark vitality, then connects its joints and reassembles the broken limbs.

This power drives the skeleton and enables it to repeat some of its previous actions in a crude way of thinking.

Compared with the skeleton made of soul spar by the caster, it is simply weak.

Just like this:

Thorne took the sword and walked over directly. After the goblin skeleton felt the breath of the living, before the slightly stiff arm was raised, Thorne tapped the back of the sword lightly, and immediately turned into a broken bone.

Kill the target!

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