Half-elf Ranger

The night was already deep, the thick night shrouded the vast land, and the faint starlight sprinkled on the wilderness.

The continuous wilderness was dark, and the yellow weeds swayed in the whistling night wind, making bursts of whimpering sounds.

In this little wind-sheltered valley, the bonfire was still exerting its residual heat, burning the cracked branches and making a crackling sound.

The five warrior players and Pardo snuggled together to warm each other and seemed to have fallen asleep.

The troll Trundle stood in front of Andrina's camping tent from time to time, watching the Quartet and Thorne, who was sitting cross-legged not far away.

He is a troll race with a physical strength attribute of more than 25. The weak cold wind in the wilderness is like a breeze to his face.

Ow!

Suddenly, loud wolf howls echoed over the wilderness.

Thorne, who was sitting cross-legged not far from the camp, suddenly opened his eyes, then immediately got up and looked in the direction of the voice.

What he was most worried about still happened, the firelight really attracted these beasts.

Thorne soon found a pair of dark green pupils in the dark jungle in the distance.

Wolves!

Is it a dire wolf? Or a wolf?

The two most common wolves in the Emerald Wilds are the Dire Wolves and the Wargs.

Dire wolves have long been considered the ancestor of all wolves. Although they are large and robust, their intelligence is low.

Hunting purely by instinct is one of the least things Thorne wants to see wolves.

At this time, a giant dark black wolf with a size similar to that of a buffalo caught Thorne's attention on a hillside not far away.

After Thorne saw the malicious and cunning colors flashing in the wolf's eyes, he instantly judged the identity of the other party.

This is the leader of a warg!

Thorne breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately it wasn't a dire wolf, but the appearance of a warg was also tricky.

Wargs are offspring of the dire wolves, with a certain intelligence and evil nature.

The cunning and vicious warg likes to roam the remote wilds or be domesticated by goblins and hobgoblins.

While these creatures use wargs as mounts, they turn to their riders whenever they feel slightly mistreated or lack the food supplies they need.

They have their own language, and even some of the more intelligent ones speak Goblin and Common.

These cunning creatures are not as sturdy as their ancestor, the dire wolves, but are exceptionally intelligent.

Wargs like to live and hunt in packs.

Almost all humanoids are included in their recipes.

That is to say, they encountered a pack of wolves.

Thorne looked around with a slightly heavy expression.

Ow! Ow!

With the sound of howling wolves, the wolves hidden in the darkness not far away came out one after another.

A group of wolves with dim green light in their eyes slowly approached the small valley camp of Thorne.

The loud wolf howling also woke everyone up.

The five warrior players and Pardo turned pale with fright when they saw the dense pack of wolves around them.

The weapon in his hand also trembled slightly.

The troll Trundle immediately tightened the pure metal mace in his hand and protected it in front of Anderina's tent.

Andrina gently opened the tent and walked out with a staff, when she saw the wolves in the distance preparing to surround them.

A faint golden light suddenly burst out from his eyes, and the whole body was filled with almost invisible magic fluctuations.

Thorne saw the magic fluctuations condensed by Andrina's staff, and immediately judged the spell that the opponent was about to cast.

His face changed, and he rushed over quickly.

"Don't be impulsive!" Thorne suddenly appeared behind Andrina, pressing her right hand that was about to swing the staff, and whispered.

Andrina saw Thorne's slightly heavy eyes and the strong force on her wrist, she frowned slightly, and after struggling with her right hand, the magic fluctuations around her body immediately dissipated.

Thorne felt the magic power that the other party had dissipated, released his clenched wrist, then turned to look at the shivering warriors and Pardo and said:

"Put down all the weapons in your hands, and burn the bonfire more violently."

Several soldiers heard the words, although some doubts, but they did not dare to have the slightest objection, and did everything.

Because the only one who can help them out of trouble at this time is Thorne.

Immediately afterwards they put all the branches Trundle had picked up into the fire.

- "One Level Spell: The Burning Hand!"

Pardo squatted in the corner and saw that the branches were burning very slowly, which did not have the expected effect.

Then, with a low moan, a turbulent cone-shaped flame suddenly erupted from his fingertips and shot towards the fire.

boom!

The bonfire ignited almost all the branches, and the bright fire shot up into the sky, as if to illuminate the entire night, and at the same time emitting a scorching high temperature, so that everyone could not help but retreat.

Thorne nodded in appreciation to Pardo, but he didn't expect the little guy's head to work quite well.

Then he took out the long sword from his waist and said to Andrina, "Go, come with me to meet the wolf king for a while."

"Mistress, be careful!"

Troll Trundle, though, didn't quite understand what Thorne meant.

But seeing Thorne's confident eyes, he didn't refute, he could only instruct Anderina.

Andrina hesitated for a while, and finally chose to follow, they were already surrounded by the approaching wolves.

In this silent wilderness, even she used magic to smash the encirclement.

The speed of two legs can never outrun these wild wolves, and the patience of these cunning creatures is extraordinarily sufficient.

Tracking for hours or even a day often happens in order to track prey.

What's more, there are various unknown dangers hidden in the depths of the wilderness, and running around aimlessly will only make you die faster!

Thorne saw that Andrina had followed, and immediately walked to her side and gave her a few words.

Then take her to slowly approach the direction of the wolf king.

Swish!

In the dim night, all the Wargs in the wilderness came out of the darkness.

When their green eyes saw the raging fire in the valley, a look of fear flashed in their eyes, and they stopped.

flame!

The wild beasts will have a natural fear of them!

However, under the whispers of the wolf king, the stagnant wolves continued to slowly approach the valley again.

Roar!

When the wolf king saw that Thorne was constantly approaching him, all the hair on his body stood up, his two front claws slammed into the ground, and he roared at Thorne in a demonstrative manner.

And several Warwolves nearby rushed over immediately, bowing slightly, ready to pounce in Thorne's direction at any time.

Seeing this, Thorne stopped, his eyes looked at the wolf king's green pupils coldly, and the long sword in his right hand trembled slightly.

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

In the dark night, Thorne's long sword burst into hot flames, reflecting the wolf king's dark hair.

- "Three-ring spell: Fireball!"

At the same time, Andrina's spell had just been prepared. A dark red fireball the size of a basin contained astonishing energy. Under the guidance of the staff, it kept beating in the night.

The wolf king's humanized eyes took a deep look at Thorne's flaming sword and the fireball floating in front of Anders Lena.

The fear flashed in his eyes, and then he let out a low howl.

Then he turned around and disappeared into the thick night, and the Wargs who were surrounding the small valley also roared and turned away one after another.

"Not all adventures need a sword to solve." Thorne said to Andrina in a low voice when he saw the wolves leave, his mind moved, and the flame of the long sword quickly dissipated.

If he encounters a dire wolf at this time, Thorne will disappear into the night without a word. The ferocious dire wolves are completely a group of wild beasts.

And the wolves are different, they have a pretty good intelligence.

They understand that there are many prey in the wilderness, and there is no need to risk a group of dangerous wilderness adventurers.

Not to mention a terrifying spellcaster!

Fear of spellcasters has infiltrated their veins for thousands of years.

Numerous painful lessons have taught these beasts, never to easily provoke those who can cast various spells.

Thorne, who used to live in the town of Falls, has dealt with these wolves a lot, and he knows the cunning characters of these guys very well.

Andrina dispelled the spells around her, moved her reddish wrist, looked at Thorne, turned around and walked into the tent without saying a word.