Half-elf Ranger

In the early morning, the mist filled the air, and the surrounding scenery was blurry and indistinguishable. With the rising sun breaking out of the fog, thousands of rays of light poured down, and everything seemed to be covered with a layer of colorful neon clothes.

The commercial road leading to the Moonlight Jungle outside the town was covered with a layer of icy crystal frost, flickering in the morning glow, and the withered yellow weeds swaying stiffly in the morning breeze.

"woo woo woo woo!"

With the sound of low-pitched horns, clusters of black shadows swarmed from all directions, and the energetic figures rushed to the widest street, and gathered in the direction of the north gate of Twilight Town.

The well-dressed players of Twilight Town walked against the cold wind, and their solemn and determined faces showed a longing for a better life.

They formed a surging crowd, as if the force of thousands of horses was unstoppable.

Salayan, who was standing in the tower, was dressed in silver-white full-body armor, bathed in the cold morning light, and the scarlet cloak behind him swayed gently with the cold wind.

He raised his eyes and looked at the rolling hills, looking at the thin morning mist that drifted like a flowing cloud and smoke, and his lost eyes gradually recovered.

Then he stretched out his arm and pointed to the distant mountains, and told Jarod not far away:

"Have you seen the Falling Dragon Canyon? If a military fortress is built there and guarded by heavy troops, all the intelligent races living in the Dajianhen Mountains can be stubbornly strangled."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and glanced at the soldiers who were gathering under the tower, then looked in the direction of the Moonlight Jungle and said:

"When the time comes, we will clean up all the humanoid races in the Emerald Field. This vast field belongs to the real territory of our players."

"And then use the Falling Dragon Canyon as a springboard to gradually devour all the forces of the Great Sword Mark Mountains and enjoy the most fertile area of ​​the Corina Peninsula, right? My old friend."

Garrod's slightly hoarse voice sounded as wisps of thin heat escaped from the gaps in the steel mask.

Then he walked to Salayan and patted his shoulder with the steel glove on his hand. After a clanging sound of metal friction, Garrod turned to look in the direction of the ruins of Far Mountain Town, and sighed. In one breath, he said:

"Winter City has survived from the most chaotic and turbulent times, and they have only expanded their sphere of influence by more than 100 kilometers. Just relying on us players from another world, we don't even have a high-end combat power, so what can we rely on? capital?"

"That's because there are countless sahuagins in the inner and outer seas on the north and south sides of Winter City, and the Black Pearl Forest must always be on the lookout for ambitious gnomes, and in the turbulent years, it has also forged a lasting relationship with the king of gnolls. blood feud.

And those aristocratic groups formed by merchants after making their fortunes are constantly checking and balancing the number and expansion of the army. Even if they have powerful radiant guardians, they are only reclusive and stay in the wizard tower all the year round. "

Salayan paused and then said: "I tried to contact the high-level officials of Winter City, and finally found that they are just a group of descendants who enjoy the legacy of their ancestors but don't know how to make progress. They don't have any ambitions."

"It's not a good thing to have ambition, because it will only bring endless killing and death. To be honest, I actually don't agree with your initiative this time. After all, our city is full of food and can be delayed until the cold wave comes. ."

Garrod thought for a while and said solemnly.

"And then wait until the snow melts and let those gnolls gather from the mountains to block our door?

Don't forget that our greatest threat is the Lizardmen of the Bottomless Swamp, and when we face the dilemma of fighting on two fronts, that's when Twilight Town truly comes close.

Therefore, we can only choose to take the initiative to attack, and play the momentum of Twilight Town in the emerald field, and completely beat and fear these evil races.

It is impossible to carve out a territory in this world without paving the way with blood.

After all, it's been nearly a year of obedience, and it's time to show them our strength and let these wild races taste the wrath from another world. "

Sarayan's expression turned positive, and his tone suddenly became sonorous and powerful.

"Listening to you, I am indeed not a qualified lord. The fall of Yuanshan Town was originally caused by my indecision."

Jarod pondered for a long time, and said slowly, with a trace of inexplicable sadness in his tone, and then he walked down the tower with heavy steps.

"Don't worry, I will never allow Twilight Town, the player's sanctuary, to fall." Sarayan looked at Jarod's back, and said firmly to himself.

When Sarayan was about to leave, a dark shadow walked towards Sarayan at a very fast speed.

"Holart, you don't stay at home and take care of your injuries, what are you doing here?" Sarajan asked when he saw the figure's face.

"The potions prepared by the dead wood master are still very useful. Combined with a Druid's healing magic, now I have no serious problems and can participate in today's battle."

Horat patted his chest and smiled at Sarajan.

"Be careful next time, don't be so messy, you really want to kill the Quartet in the gnoll camp." Salayan said slowly.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. It's okay to be crazy every now and then. You shouldn't be too depressed, or you will go crazy sooner or later. I just didn't expect to be attacked by an abyss gnoll."

Horat leaned against the wall halfway, and replied indifferently.

"Is the number of people all there?" Sarajan gave him a helpless look and asked.

"It's all here, just wait for your order, and the whole army will set off." Horat said with a straight face and said solemnly.

In the early morning, the twilight town tower is bathed in the splendid morning glow, as if inlaid with a layer of dazzling gold fringe, standing majestically under the sky, looking majestic and dazzling.

Salayan stood on the tower, looking down at the players' army that was ready to go, looking at the resolute faces, took a deep breath, raised his voice to the loudest and said:

"We used to be a group of poor homeless people, but we used our own will and flesh to form a homeland of our own, and now our homeland is facing the threat of aliens all the time.

These nasty guys are going to raze all the buildings in Twilight Town, kill everyone, eat all the corpses, pollute every corner of the territory, so we must not allow this kind of disaster to happen here.

We must pick up the weapons in our hands to resist resolutely, raise the dignity of our players, and fight for a future that truly belongs to us in this cruel world.

We must always firmly believe that even the darkest night will come to an end, and finally we will usher in the dawn! "

…………

Driven by the cold wind, the hazy mist quietly left, revealing the towering guard tower. A beautiful nightingale stood on the top of the tower, and her smart eyes were watching every corner of Twilight Town.

In the room on the top floor of the tower, the sorceress Andrina looked at the crowd of players below, and tried her best to search for a familiar figure. In the end, a look of disappointment flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she turned gently.

"Are you confused?" Another dark red figure on the top of the tower made a cold voice.

"I'm not too sure. In this world, I suddenly can't find my place, and I don't quite understand what is the meaning of living here?"

Andrina sighed, looking at the dark red figure and said slowly.

"Once I was a lonely wanderer struggling between good and evil, growing up in the worst places, wandering the streets, suffering from poverty, suspicion and prejudice of all kinds.

Living in the shadows has taught me not to be afraid of the dark. In this painful life, I have always been in control of my violent tendencies and cruel nature, and a true meaning of survival supports me to live. "

The dark red figure's cold voice gently narrated a seemingly inconspicuous story.

"My race is the descendant of the devil, a human with the blood of the devil, and the heir of the ancient **** blood, but we must find our home in this world that fears and hates us.

The belief I live by is just to prove to the world that this is not our fault, it is a sin left by the ancient blood, and their descendants should not be allowed to bear this pain.

They are also a group of ordinary tieflings, just to live strong in this world, should not always be watched and whispered, always suffer violence and insults, always see distrust and fear in the eyes of others.

So instead of letting them wander among the most run-down lanes, ruins, and shadows in every corner of the continent, I'm going to establish a realm of our own tieflings.

Then change the way the world thinks of us, so that they understand that even if the blood is polluted, it does not mean that the soul will surrender. "

After the dark red figure finished speaking, she slowly lifted off her dark red cloak.

A pair of curved goat horns between the light purple hair, a pale red face, a pair of pure black pupils without pupils, and a thick tail of about four feet sticking out behind him.

When Andrina looked at the other party's icy black eyes, her expression was startled, and an inexplicable heart palpitation seemed to look directly into the depths of her heart.

"Don't be afraid, this is our burden. Some people broke it, some made it a shackle, and some people were intoxicated." The sorcerer Anaxis pointed to his eyes and whispered.

"Let's go, confused little girl, when the war is over, follow me to Stallman Town until you find your own belief." Warlock Anaquis looked at Andrina and said softly.

Andrina glanced at the desolate street looking down from the tower and the group of players slowly moving towards the Moonlight Jungle, and finally looked at Anaquis and nodded.

A smile appeared on the pale red face of the sorcerer Anaquis, and he lightly patted Anderina on the shoulder, and the two of them were immediately enveloped by a dark red teleportation light until they disappeared.

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In the moonlight jungle, cheerful birds chirped on the branches, melodiously and endlessly.

Tweet!

At this time, there was a loud eagle roar from the sky. After circling in the forest, it quickly descended, and the birds fled in panic.

Thorne, who was sitting on the branch of the jungle, stretched out his arm, and the Dire Eagle fell on it obediently.

Thorne smiled and stroked the head of the eagle. After meeting the spiritualized eyes of the Dire Eagle for a moment, the Dire Eagle let out a long cry of joy, took off again, and hovered over Thorne again.

boom!

Thorne jumped down and stood on the yellow grass, looking solemnly towards the direction of the gnoll camp.

Then the vigorous figure disappeared into the depths of the jungle.