Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 20 Incarnation
In a valley overgrown with weeds in the depths of the Great Sword Mark Mountain Range.

There are dilapidated buildings and broken marble columns everywhere, as well as the ruins of an altar that exudes a strange blood glow.

A group of wolf man priests in dark brown robes prostrated themselves in front of the altar, muttering ancient demonic language, which echoed throughout the valley.

Sitting cross-legged on the weird altar was a skinny wolf man priest. He was dressed in a black-brown robe made of animal hair, covered with dried blood and mixed with yellow filth, and exuded a strong stench all over his body. .

This is a Chosen One of the King of Gnolls!

Although Yeenogu, the king of gnolls, is a demon lord, he is also the god of all gnolls.

The Gnoll race is the wildest and most ferocious humanoid in the Material Plane!
They have no kindness or compassion in their hearts, nothing like a conscience like demons, and will not accept any teaching or persecution that will make them let go of their destructive tendencies.

Gnolls' insane bloodlust makes them enemies of all, and even fight each other when they lack a common enemy.

Not even the most savage orc would ever consider an alliance with a gnoll.

Gnolls love to host demonic ceremonies to celebrate victories and sacrifice blood to Yeenoghu.

Demon lords sometimes reward these devout worshipers by possessing one of them with a demonic spirit through a demonic ritual.

The gnoll, marked Yeenoghu's favorite, will be lucky enough to be chosen as the chosen one of the gnoll lord.

These chosen people will be given a part of divine power, and if necessary, can also become the avatar of the demon lord when he descends.

In the entire valley, with a near-invisible evil energy, it kept gathering towards the center of the altar.

The Gnoll elect sitting cross-legged on the altar suddenly opened their eyes, and two emerald-colored flames flashed out.

The atmosphere of chaos, evil, and rage suddenly burst from the Gnoll Chosen!

All the weeds and vines in the valley were swept by an invisible strong wind and swayed wildly.

The ghosts and wild ghosts wandering in the corner let out piercing screams, turned into a cloud of smoke, and dissipated into the night.

"Welcome my lord! The great demon lord! The king of gnolls is coming!"

The wolf man priests under the altar pressed their entire bodies to the ground, with a hint of fear and blind worship in their voices.

"Enjoy a feast from the abyss! Blood, killing, fear, and death are not enough to calm my anger!"

The incarnation of the King of Gnolls turned around slowly, floating gently in mid-air, looking at the distant city of Winter, with endless anger bursting out of his eyes.

——Advanced Teleportation!

Suddenly it turned into a jet-black light and disappeared above the altar.

"My lord's incarnation has arrived!"

"The weakest location of the barrier of Winter City has been locked!"

"Immediately connect to the crack channel leading to Yeenoghu's Domain!"

The wolf man priests who were prostrate on the ground all stood up, with tyrannical expressions in their eyes.

Through the bright firelight, one can clearly see that these gnoll priests are performing some strange rituals around the dilapidated blood-red altar.

Their hands emitted evil energy fluctuations, frantically converging towards the scarred Gnoll statue on the altar.

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bump!
Thorn pulled out the long sword that had been inserted into the sahuagin warrior's belly, and then kicked the last murloc away.

He wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve and looked back.

The player team at this time could not be more appropriately described as tragic.

Originally fighting more and more murlocs at the entrance of the bar, only 40 of the more than 13 players died.

Because there is a road leading to the outside of the city, the remaining players all chose to follow Thorne after a while of confusion.

Under Thorne's leadership, three more players were killed by murlocs because they were too seriously injured to keep up with the pace of the team.

In the chaotic downtown area, if you can't protect yourself, how can you help others.

Now there are only 10 people left. They are interspersed in the alleys of the lower city all the way, and they must always be on guard against the sahuagin appearing from the dark.

This lower city, abandoned by the high-level leaders of Winter City, has been completely captured by the sahuagin. Most of the people living here are some workers who work hard on the docks.

Facing these sahuagin known as "Deep Sea Devils", except for some adventurers who temporarily lived here due to wandering, others have no resistance at all.

They could only desperately flee towards the relatively safe commercial area in the north.

Although Thorne was very familiar with the surrounding terrain, he still couldn't avoid the murlocs who suddenly rushed out of the lanes or houses.

The only good thing is that the number of murlocs they encounter each time is not very large, basically Thorne can handle them all by himself.

If there is an emergency, Andrea and Trundle can completely resist it before Thorne arrives.

Especially the troll Trundle, relying on his powerful regeneration talent, completely blocked it with his physical body.

So Thorne would not give up this opportunity to quickly gain experience, and walked alone at the forefront to explore the way for the players in advance to clear the murlocs that appeared in the dark.

In this world of Toril, there are many ways for players to gain experience, but killing monsters and upgrading is undoubtedly the easiest and fastest.

Thorne had just observed the crushing ability of the legendary wizard in the wizard tower when he faced the two Barlow flame demons, which strengthened his determination to become a strong man.

This is a world where the strong are respected. Without strong strength, when encountering a dangerous situation, it is a cannon fodder.

Cold Winter City, surrounded by enemies on all sides, in response to the attacks of hobgoblins and gnolls, directly gave up all the civilians in the lower city, allowing these sahuagins from the deep sea to invade.

The Barlow flame demon summoned by the evil ritual, the wizard tower should be able to take the first shot to kill and destroy the killing and destruction brought by this abyssal demon in its cradle.

Those aristocratic nobles also thought so, but obviously, they guessed wrong.

When the prosperous aristocratic upper city became devastated and was on the verge of destruction, the wizard tower, which had been keeping a cold eye on the sidelines, was able to stop the two arrogant Balor demons.

Thorne didn't quite understand the purpose of the Wizard Tower, but it made him understand a truth.

This feeling of entrusting one's destiny in the hands of others is really very uncomfortable!
Thorne is a very open-minded player, so when all the players traveled to the future, he immediately suppressed the obsession in his heart, and the first thing he thought of was how to survive in this world.

Because only if you survive, you are qualified to think about other problems.

Since this is a multiverse full of gods, when your strength reaches a certain height, the hidden rules and secrets of this world will naturally be solved!

Live and become stronger slowly!

This is what Thorne needs to do most in front of him.

Only when you become stronger will you have the opportunity to pursue other secrets. For example, Thorn promised the old man to explore the Karatu continent.

"Follow up quickly, we will be there just after turning a corner at the intersection ahead." Thorn urged, looking at a group of slow and listless players behind him.

In fact, there is still a distance. The reason why he said that was just to give hope to the few people behind.

Looking at the confused and helpless eyes of the players, Thorne felt a little helpless, but there was no good way.

The only thing he can do is to let them escape from this dangerous city as much as possible while ensuring their own safety.

From the beginning of the battle in the bloody arena to the present, Thorn's heart has always been taut and has never relaxed.

Although the half-elf race benefits from the blood of the elves, they can quickly recover from fatigue by resting for about four hours a day.

But Thorne has been maintaining a high-intensity battle. Physical fatigue can be relieved by physical potions, but mental fatigue cannot be easily recovered by these potions.

Now they are about to reach the sewer leading to the outside of the city. As long as they pass through the sewer, they will soon be far away from this dangerous Winter City.

At this time, a dazzling red light suddenly appeared in the gloomy sky.

An ominous premonition filled Thorne's heart, so he immediately looked up.

But when he saw the strange shape in the sky, his face changed suddenly, and he subconsciously shouted: "It's a crack in the abyss!"

(End of this chapter)