Half-elf Ranger

Chapter 11: bloody challenger

Winter City Uptown.

Somewhere in a hidden basement.

The dark phosphorous fire is indefinitely extinguished, and it reflects the incomparably gloomy surroundings!

From the dim and flickering light, the strange relief pictures on the four walls of the secret room can be found, lava, demons, flails, and a ferocious phantom shrouded in darkness.

A group of believers, dressed in dark-brown robes mixed with yellow filth and animal hair, knelt under the altar, prostrate on the ground with their hands folded in prayer.

Sitting cross-legged on the altar is an old man covered in blood clots and exuding a strong stench. If you look closely, you will find that he has an ugly head like a hyena!

At this time, his eyes were closed, and he was muttering the whispers of the devil, and on his withered claws was a black crystal ball that was suspended in mid-air and kept spinning.

"Your Excellency Yenogu Fang!"

"All the offerings are ready!"

"The Devil Summoning Ceremony is ready to start!"

"My lord's fear is about to cover the entire Winter City!"

"Blood, killing, death, and fear are not enough to quell the anger of my lord!"

The old man sitting cross-legged on the altar suddenly opened his scarlet eyes, and the black crystal ball suspended in mid-air suddenly filled with a thick dead aura!

The junction of the lower city and the upper city.

Bloody Arena.

The nobles sitting in the seats saw two figures, one big and one small, in the arena, and they talked a lot.

"Damn it! The Moraine family is so messed up!"

"Poor half-elf, your wish is dashed."

"The stupid big guy with two heads, it's the first time I've seen him."

"Thighs are thicker than that little guy's waist..."

Gladiator fighting is a life-threatening business, but its drama and danger can deeply attract the nobles in the seats.

Thorne stood quietly on the side of the arena, looking at the tall figure above 3.3 meters not far away, his face dignified.

This is a two-headed ogre!

In the ancient ogre empire in ancient times, the double-headed ogre represented the blood of the royal family. Their number was very rare, but they were born with strong magical talent and double spellcasting ability.

A common ogre is an evil humanoid with a strong body but a lazy mind.

They are most fond of looting, scavenging, and killing, and use this as a means of foraging and entertainment.

Although these are some guys whose intelligence is lower than 6 points and can't even count from one to ten, there are occasional surprises, and ogre wizards with amazing intelligence appear.

The light blue skin of the two-headed ogre in front of him was thick with filth and dried blood, and the two heads were unkempt black hair, long and disheveled, and looked very greasy.

This two-headed ogre was shirtless and surrounded by a piece of fur of an unknown animal. The cold wind blew through the night, and he could smell a sickening stench.

"The smell of half-elf, Gordan likes it the most." The head on the right side of the two-headed ogre said after seeing Thorne, and the lame Common Tongue sounded silly.

"No! Gordan will use his flesh to make a beautiful apron, and then use the remaining bones to make a beautiful necklace." The head on the left immediately retorted.

"Then see who kills him first, and this half-elf with thin skin and tender flesh belongs to whom."

"make a deal!"

The two-headed ogre's voice just fell, and both heads looked at Thorne at the same time, showing a cruel smile, and then began to sing a powerful spell in his mouth.

coming!

Thorne's eyes narrowed when he saw the two-headed ogre suddenly raise his hands.

When he felt that the violent fluctuations of magic power around him were rapidly condensing, Thorne immediately judged the spell that the two-headed ogre was going to cast next through his spell recognition skill of level 4.

It is a three-ringed evocation spell: Fireball!

Thorne's face changed, and a strange spell was immediately uttered in his mouth.

- Resist energy damage (fire)!

This is one of the Ranger's magic spells, and it is also the only defensive magic spell that can offset about 10 points of spell damage.

After the magic was cast, Thorne immediately jumped to the right with his legs when he felt that his body was surrounded by an almost invisible energy.

Boom!

As soon as Thorne walked away, a dark red flame the size of a basketball immediately carried a whistling high temperature, like a high-explosive grenade blasting on the ground.

Thorne had just landed, and before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, the fireball technique cast by the other head of the two-headed ogre seemed to arrive in time.

Desert Wind Sect (Stance Skill): Avoiding Fire!

Thorne's expression changed again, he immediately rolled on the spot, pressed his body close to the ground, and then activated the Fire Avoidance Technique, which can increase flame resistance in the Desert Wind Sect swordsmanship.

Boom!

A dark red flame instantly exploded on the ground not far from Thorne again, blasting a large circular pit with a diameter of about 7 meters.

Thorne, who was lying on the ground, saw that the invisible protective energy around his body was dissipated. He resisted the dull pain in his chest and the roar of his ears, and got up instantly.

Thorne's eyes flashed a fierce look, and then with the help of the smoke generated by the fireball technique, he charged towards the two-headed ogre with a long sword and a short sword in each hand.

Although the magic power of the ogre wizard is powerful, his movement speed is very slow. For Thorne's agility attribute that has reached 20 points, it is only a blink of an eye to rush to the double-headed ogre.

When Thorne approached the two-headed ogre, the other party was not flustered at all, only to see a hideous smile on his left head, and he waved the mace in his hand and smashed it towards Thorne's head.

The other head continued to sing an unknown spell.

—Desert wind faction (strike skill): Flame Star!

what!

Thorne did not hesitate at all, the dazzling white light on the short sword in his left hand suddenly burst in front of the eyes of the two-headed ogre.

The ogre, who was temporarily blind in both eyes, was also instantly interrupted by the spell he was preparing.

Thorne's figure flashed, and he avoided the heavy blow of the double-headed ogre mace, and then took the opportunity to dodge behind the ogre.

The body of the two-headed ogre is about 3.3 meters in height, while the size of Thorne's half-elf is only about 1.75.

At this time, if Thorne didn't make a jump attack, it would be difficult to stab the ogre's vital points, but the ogre's tough skin like cowhide was not something that the long sword in Thorne's hand could easily cause serious injuries.

Then he can only attack the most vulnerable part of the two-headed ogre, and Thorne's mouth evoked a strange sneer.

He resisted the disgusting stench from the ogre's body, and before the ogre had fully recovered, he clenched the long sword in his hand and stabbed the two-headed ogre's fat buttocks with all his strength.

puff!

what!

Accompanied by the deep penetration of the long sword, it was followed by the pitiful roar from the two heads of the two-headed ogre at the same time.

Seeing that the attack was successful, Thorne's eyes turned cold, and he gently shook the long sword that pierced the two-headed ogre's buttocks.

—Desert Wind Sect (Enhanced Skill): Sword of Red Lotus!

As the long sword trembled slightly, a violent flame suddenly erupted, and Thorne's long sword used force again. Except for the hilt, the long sword wrapped in flames almost completely submerged into the ogre's buttocks.

At this moment, the double-headed ogre felt as if a red-hot iron rod had been smashed into his chrysanthemum...

Roar!

The pitiful roar of the two-headed ogre resounded throughout the bowl-shaped arena.

Thorne's fierce attack method, even the nobles watching on the stage, were a little stunned, and some people even subconsciously tightened somewhere, it was too cruel!

For the two-headed ogre under the stage, the nobles watching all responded with sympathy.

At this time, Thorne naturally did not have the idle mood to care so much, although the double-headed ogre was severely damaged by his attack.

But it wasn't enough to kill, and all he needed to do was get rid of it as soon as possible while he was weak.

Otherwise, when the two-headed ogre recovers a little, he will be greeted by a double spell of fury and a mace enough to smash him into meat patties.

At this time, the flame on the long sword inserted into the buttocks of the double-headed ogre had not dissipated, and it still exuded a thick stench.

So Thorne leaped forward, grabbing the long greasy hair of the double-headed ogre with his right hand, and stepping on the hilt of the middle sword with one foot.

Feeling another heavy blow to the buttocks, the ogre began to struggle even more frantically.

Thorne resisted the stench around the ogre and stabilized his body, his whole body pressed tightly against the ogre's back.

Then he tightened his left arm around his neck, handed the dagger to his right, and stabbed wildly at the neck of the struggling two-headed ogre.

Puff puff!

In just a moment, the neck of the two-headed ogre was stabbed with blood by the short sword in Thorne's hand, and the blood flowed down the ogre's chest to the ground.

Time passed slowly with the struggling roar of the two-headed ogre.

Gradually, the strength of the two-headed ogre's struggle began to gradually weaken, until it lost its life, and then fell to the ground with a heavy bang, splashing dust.

huh~

Thorne, who was almost out of strength, lay directly on the ground, looking at the gloomy sky, taking a deep breath.

The reason why he was able to kill the double-headed ogre, apart from Yanxing's unexpected blindness, was that the double-headed ogre was too confident.

As a wizard, he didn't even cast a protective force field on himself that could resist physical attacks before the battle. No matter how high the intelligence attribute was, it still couldn't change their inherent stupidity.

The target is dead!

Extract the target's soul energy and gain 1500 experience points!

Through the perception of battle, you get 200 practice points!

Ding!

The Bloody Challenger quest has been completed!

You have acquired the Background feat: Bloody Challenger!

[Bloody Challenger: Toril Era, Winter Calendar, Moon of Rotten Leaves, on the 10th, in the Bloody Arena of Winter City, known as the "City of Miracles", after a baptism of mortal battles, you began to understand yourself The meaning of fighting for your life, in the battle you will be the terrifying existence that makes the enemy have nightmares. 】

1. After obtaining this feat, immune to any tremor and panic effects, and will +2.

2. Frightening Momentum (33 times per day): After activating this skill, all enemies within 20 feet must pass a Will save, otherwise they will be in a state of trembling for 10 seconds.

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