Half-elf Ranger

Seeing the ghost disappear into nothingness, but nothing remains.

Thorne was somewhat disappointed, and then the five-star paw print holy emblem hidden in his sleeve appeared in his palm.

——“One Ring Divine Art: Fresh Traces!”

Along with Thorne's standard set of spellcasting movements, the wooden holy emblem in his hand shook slightly, and quickly emitted a faint green glow in the pitch-black passage.

Then, under his guidance, Thorne's eyes flashed two indistinct green lights.

Thorne blinked to get used to it, and turned his eyes to the ground on both sides of the fork in the road.

Immediately, the originally vague walking traces on the ground, in Thorne's green eyes, seemed to have just passed by.

So he looked at these vivid footprints, pondered for a while, then turned and walked to the left with the fewest footprints.

Because the footprints going back and forth from the fork on the right can be clearly found, there have been many people walking back and forth, and even if he passes again, it is estimated that there will be no novel discoveries.

On the left, few people set foot on it.

Thorne guessed that the cause of this situation was most likely caused by the ghost he had just killed.

Ghosts are undead creatures, spirit-like undead creatures that are impeded and unable to live.

This is doomed that they must stay on the material plane, and the only outcome is that the soul will be destroyed and eventually forgotten.

Before that, they could only exist alone in desolate places, long-abandoned ruins, or catacombs, which is why they like to slaughter mercilessly.

For only by depriving others of their lives can these solitary beings be given a slight satisfaction.

On the left is a tortuous passage, because of the narrowness and complex terrain inside.

Not many traps were set up, and even if there were, they were all dismantled by the adventurers who had passed by before.

However, Thorne still did not dare to take it lightly, and chose to move forward cautiously. In this way, there was a half-covered stone gate in front of him.

Thorne stopped, checked it carefully, and after confirming that there were no traps on the stone door, he gently pushed it away.

Jie Jie Jie!

When the Shimen was pushed open, a gust of wind blew through, and the strange laughter appeared again.

——“Desert Wind Sect (Strike Skill): Flame Star!”

The dagger that Thorne had prepared for a long time, in the dark space, jumped out a bright flame, and then burst suddenly, bursting with a dazzling white light.

what! what! what!

There were shrill screams at the same time, and Thorne's eardrums hurt.

There were actually four ghosts, Thorne looked at the four translucent phantoms floating around him, frowning slightly.

Then he waved the long sword in his hand, and a scorching flame erupted, removing all the four ghosts that had fallen into a weak and powerless state due to the strong light.

- "Spell-like ability: Fright!"

At this moment, a spooky whistling sound suddenly appeared behind Thorne again, and suddenly his brain seemed to be completely filled with a cold negative energy aura.

——“Soul Soul School (Coping Skill): Perfect Spirit!”

Thorne mobilized the power of Qi in his body without hesitation, and launched the countermeasures of the Steel Soul Sect to resist.

Will saving throw in progress!

Will save succeeded!

You have successfully resisted the terror effect of the Fright spell!

Panic doesn't work on you!

...

Jie Jie!

- "Supernatural ability: energy drain!"

The ghost sneered weirdly again, then stretched out its illusory claws and attacked Thorne's body.

It turned out to be a ghost master. Thorne was surprised when he saw that the appearance of the ghost shadow was only significantly different from the previous ones.

When a ghost kills too many living creatures or absorbs negative energy to a certain extent, it will gradually comprehend a supernatural ability: spawn spawns!

This ability turns any creature it kills into another spawn ghost.

And the spawn will be commanded by the ghost who created it, and will remain in this slave state until it is destroyed.

Sensing that the ghost's attack was imminent, Thorne was unmoved.

Because he wears the paladin's ring and has constant protection against evil magic, it is destined that even the master of ghosts will hardly hurt him.

So he gently shook the long sword and short sword in both hands.

The flames of the flame star and the red lotus sword immediately emerged on the sword body, emitting a scorching light.

Thorne then slams the Wraith's debilitating effect while the flame star explodes.

The long sword in his hand, under the blessing of the sanctioning evil attached to the flame and the Paladin Ring, easily killed the Ghost Lord.

The target is dead!

Extract the target's soul energy and gain 1000 experience points!

Gain 50 training points through your understanding of the battle!

...

Ghosts, such strange spiritual undead creatures, as long as they find the right way, even ordinary people can kill them.

Ding!

When the Ghost Lord disappeared, the crisp sound of a black spar falling to the ground caught Thorne's attention.

So Thorne wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, immediately picked up the black spar that fell on the ground, glanced at it, and put it directly into the dimension bag.

This is the ghost's soul fragment.

Low-level soul fragments can be used as charging materials for constructing creatures, and this one in Thorne's hand at least already has the materials to make the soul core of low-level undead creatures.

For example, the simplest undead creature: skeleton!

When casters make skeletons, they usually use negative energy to reorganize the skeleton's body so that it has the ability to move easily.

Then use this soul fragment to make the skeleton produce a simple thought, which is the soul fire beating in the skeleton's eye socket.

The fire of the soul is the most essential difference between the naturally awakened skeleton and the skeleton made by the caster.

A skeleton with a simple mind means that it can understand many complex instructions, and thus be competent for many difficult tasks.

It is even possible to generate an autonomous will.

Crunch!

After eliminating the ghost, Thorne pushed the stone door open and walked in.

The rotten, cold air mixed with the stench of corpse rushed towards him.

The room is littered with stone bookshelves, with pages either burnt or torn to pieces.

Binding covers and mutilated scrolls piled up like **** in the corners of the walls.

In front of it is a pure black marble table with many odds and ends, such as small scales, stills, beakers, candlesticks, funnels and other experimental equipment.

But they are all covered with dust and have been damaged by the erosion of time.

Obviously, this place has been deserted for a long time.

Thorne looked at the bookshelves and the various messy books on the ground, and began to rummage at random, trying to find something useful.

Most of the books on the bookshelf are mainly paper, and they are damaged and dilapidated, but he still turned over from these heavy dust piles to two well-preserved magic books.

After Thorne wiped the dust off the cover of the book, clear and eye-catching names appeared in front of him: "Flesh Golem Handbook" and "Dragon Chronicles".

Because these two books are made of metal sheet and bone material respectively.

So under the erosion of the years, except for the thick dust, there is no damage.

At this time, out of the corner of Thorne's eyes, he noticed a corpse in the corner of the bookshelf.

Thorne's expression changed, he immediately put away the two books, and walked over carefully.

Although the flesh and blood of the corpse had long since been corrupted and only a pile of bones remained, Thorne could still roughly judge his occupation based on the remaining clothes.

Should be a rogue occupation.

After examining the corpse, Thorne found that he had arrows hidden in his sleeves, daggers in his legs, and he was also wearing a thief's kit for picking locks and dismantling traps.

They were all ordinary products that Thorne didn't take away.

Um?

Suddenly, Thorne found the dimension bag in the pocket hidden at the waist of the corpse.

He looked happy, took it off quickly, and opened it to check.

Then he shook his head in disappointment and put it away.

Except for more than thirty gold coins and a few books about the thief profession, they are all necessities of life for some wilderness adventures, and there are no items that are too precious.

"What a smooth incision, the moment the head was cut off, I'm afraid the other party fell down without reacting." Thorne glanced at the incision on the head and neck of the corpse, secretly surprised.

Then he looked around the room and found that apart from the corpse and his own footprints, there was no trace left by a third person.

The living traces of the Ranger's One Ring Divine Art lasted at least an hour, so in this dusty room, as long as someone came in and out, it should be easy to find.

But Thorne thought about it and was relieved. In this high-magic world, it is obviously useless to use the set of judgment and reasoning of reality.

Then Thorne directly undid the corpse's clothes, intending to see if there was anything useful hidden.

When Thorne saw a string of pendants at the neck of the corpse, his eyes lit up and he took it off immediately.

The pendant is composed of a transparent silk thread and a silver-white cross star the size of a fingernail.

With Thorne's spell identification skills, it is obvious that the magic aura contained in the cross star is at least an extraordinary piece of equipment.

"It's a pity that I don't have knowledge of mysticism, otherwise I can identify the specific attribute." Thorne put away the pendant and whispered.

Continue to start groping inside the corpse's clothes.

This is?

When Thorne was about to withdraw his hands and leave, he subconsciously turned the corpse over, but found a book page made of unknown materials on the ground.

Thorne looked at the familiar modern text message on the page in shock:

It seems the plan has failed!

The great will of the multiverse is really not something that mortals like me can resist.

The efforts of the God-killing Church were once again in vain.

...

What kind of organization is the Church of Killing God?

What is the identity of this corpse?

Are you a player?

Thorne gently stroked the familiar square characters on the page. After a moment of silence, he looked at the corpse on the ground, full of doubts.