Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 7 The Confrontation between the Juggernaut and the Drow Sword Master
Under the illumination of the four ever-burning torches in the bowl-shaped pit, Thorne could clearly see the bloody fight between the two beasts in the arena.

In the arena is a fight between a swamp bear from the Underdark and a bear goblin in the wilderness, but unfortunately, the battle is coming to an end.

This marsh bear, which haunts the Underdark, is clearly superior.

With a pounce of the swamp bear, it instantly bit off the throat of the bear goblin, who was disabled due to a leg injury, and it was over.

The swamp bear opened its big mouth mixed with bear goblin hair and blood, raised its head and roared angrily, as if celebrating its victory.

But the scarlet blood glowing in its eyes showed that its purpose was not that simple.

Sure enough, all four of the Zedi bears landed on the ground in an instant, and then leaped vigorously, running towards the staff who were dragging the corpse of the goblin bear in the field.

However, it was obvious that the swamp bear, who hadn't realized his status as a slave until now, was destined to fail in its attack, and would only increase the pain and suffering.

Accompanied by a mocking sneer from the groundskeeper, the swamp bear quickly got its irrational punishment.

The collar around its neck was emitting intense blue lightning, and the swamp bear was clutching its neck, writhing and howling in pain.

In just a moment, the Zedi bear lay on the ground and twitched a few times under the torment of lightning crackling, and then became silent. It seemed that he must have passed out.

Then he was dragged into the fence gate again by the staff.

As a slave from the Underdark, the owner of the arena will not let them die easily before they have fully utilized their value.

The only destination for this ferocious beast is to be slain in the cold arena to the cheers of the nobles.

Then the corpse was dragged away by the staff and fed to some unknown beasts to drain the last of its effects.

After all, all the beasts and slaves that can be fought in the bloody arena are consumables, and it is difficult to satisfy those crazy nobles without a source of a large number of beasts and slaves.

Although the number of ogres, trolls, gnolls, lizardmen and other humanoid creatures in the Great Sword Scar Mountain Range is sufficient, they can fully meet the supply and demand of the arena in the roundup of various mercenary organizations.

But if some beasts and slaves from the endless dark tunnels of the underground world appear occasionally, it will even arouse the excitement of the nobles, and then crazily place bets.

Thorne was not surprised by the strange behavior of the Zedi bear just now, because this kind of thing always happens many times every day.

Winter City is a free city, but also a city full of crimes, so it is difficult for the good gods who are doomed to the world of Toril to gain a foothold here.

In the words of these good god missionaries: this is a city formed by mobs, they are all crazy, even the gods will not take care of you!

Indeed, the hands of those who can survive in the cold winter city are not stained with a trace of blood.

This is a free city of sin after all!

The camp is absolutely neutral.

Absolute neutrality is sometimes more terrifying than good and evil, because often at critical moments, you don't know which side they will lean towards, and who will suddenly be behind their backs.

At this time, the figure walking in the venue caught Thorne's attention.

This is a strange orc!Seeing the other party for the first time, Thorne noticed something strange.

The orcs of the world of Toril are very aggressive, and basically belong to the evil and chaotic alignment. They often pillage, rob and fight other creatures.

And they have been feuds with elves and dwarves for centuries, and they usually fight when they meet.

It is said that in ancient times, the gods gathered to carve up the world for their followers.

Gruumsh, the main god of the orcs, declared to take down the mountain, but found that it had been taken away by the dwarves.

Then he turned around and announced the taking of the forest, but the elves had already lived here.

Gruumsh's two declarations ended in failure, and he was ridiculed by the rest of the gods for getting nothing.

Then Gruumsh roared furiously at all, and with his mighty spear he destroyed the mountains, burned the forests, and carved deep chasms in the earth.

From then on, as long as these races met, they would choke each other. In the end, the orcs were driven to the barren land of the northern wilderness.

Orcs are primitive people with gray skin, rough hair, low forehead, pig face, and prominent lower canine teeth resembling wild boar tusks.

Their natural professions are barbarians, and some orcs even have the ability to go berserk right after birth.

But the orc that appeared on the arena made Thorn feel something was wrong, this orc was too quiet.

Although he was covered in filthy rough clothes, he felt neat when he was wearing them, and his rough hair was tied into a ponytail and left behind.

Holding a long sword in his hand, he walked to the center of the arena calmly, without the slightest fear of being a slave. He stuck the long sword into the ground and then sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes slightly closed, quietly Wait for the opponent to arrive.

Thorne the orc had seen many, and had killed many in the arena. His first impression was dirty, barbaric, bloodthirsty and crazy.

Then... this orc slave is most likely a player!
Thorne guessed the other party's identity with his intuition.

After a while, amidst the protests of the nobles who were dissatisfied with waiting, with the heavy sound of the fence gate, a thin figure stepped out again.

With long gray hair, dark skin and bright red eyes, this is a male drow, of course it can also be called: Dark Elf!
In the matriarchal drow group in the Underdark, male drow generally have no status, and to put it bluntly, they are all kinds of tool people.

In the early days of the game, many male players were attracted by the handsomeness of the drow race.

But in the end, most of them couldn't bear the harsh environment and inferior status in the Underdark, so they deleted their accounts and retrained.

I saw this male drow holding a long sword in each hand, occupying the other corner of the arena, crossing his swords, posing a very strange defensive posture, staring coldly at the orc with a calm face.

Is it a wandering swordsman?Or drow sword master?

Thorne thought for a moment, but only found two special occupations for male drow.

Accompanied by the wild cheers of the nobles.

The gladiatorial battle between the orcs from the northern wilderness and the drow from the Underdark is about to begin!
In this tense atmosphere, a goblin standing in the center of the circular disk suddenly flew out from midair.

Thorne is no stranger to this goblin, he is the commentator in the arena to make the nobles place heavy bets to drive the atmosphere.

This goblin is a level 3 wizard, proficient in the first-level sound amplification technique and the second-level Tansen floating disc technique.

And the floating disc standing under his feet was formed by Tan Sen's floating disc technique, which is very suitable for walking and traveling for this light-weight goblin.

"The following two are the orc swordsman from the northern wilderness and the drow swordsmanship master from the dark region! In the contest between swordsmanship, who is better! Let us wait and see!"

The voice of the goblin commentator is very loud under the blessing of the sound amplification technique, and the standard universal language spreads throughout the circular bowl pit.

The sword master among the orcs?

A look of surprise flashed in Thorne's eyes. Some players have successfully transferred to Juggernaut.

Juggernaut is a melee profession that specializes in mind, skill, body and will. If you want to practice swords, you must first cultivate your mind.

Except for barbarians, almost all melee classes can be advanced.

However, the required conditions are very harsh, and there must be corresponding instructors for guidance and training.

As the most powerful advanced class in the melee class, it also has a very obvious weakness, that is, it cannot wear any defensive armor, because this will greatly affect their full performance.

It's the same reason that wizards wearing heavy armor and casting spells can easily be interrupted.

Thorne watched the upcoming duel with some expectation.

"start!"

Accompanied by the loud voice of the goblin commentator, but there is no life-and-death fight between the orcs and the drow as imagined.

In the arena, the orc sword master was seen holding a sword with one hand, touching his chest with his left hand, and then slightly possessed himself towards the drow elves.

Then he immediately put on a defensive posture without any rash moves.

Facing the very polite greeting from the orc sword master, the drow elves seemed to have been insulted, with a trace of anger appearing on their faces.

But it just passed away in a flash, and the drow also kept a defensive posture and remained motionless...

Obviously, the two sword masters were looking for each other's flaws, and then launched a fatal blow!
At this time, the auditorium also suddenly became silent, and all the attention was attracted by the duel between the two.

This is a battle of patience, whoever reveals his flaws first will be the first to suffer a fatal counterattack.

As a narrator of the arena, the goblin wizard obviously didn't want the patient battle in front of him to continue, so he had to stir up the atmosphere!

As a result, a playful look flashed in the eyes of the goblin flying in mid-air, and he stretched out his finger slightly, and a faint magical aura flashed.

bump!
A thunderous roar suddenly exploded between the orc sword master and the drow!

Hearing the voice, the orc sword master tightened the sword in his hand, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he remained unmoved.

But the reaction of the drow was different. At the moment the sound sounded, he held a long sword shining with cold light in each hand, turned into a black shadow and rushed towards the orc sword master.

Roar!
Clang!
A roar full of power and a piercing clang of gold and iron sounded at the same time.

There is no brilliant magical sparkle, and no powerful aura like landslides, just a simple collision of two figures!
bump!
bang!bang!
When the collision was over, Thorne noticed a bloodstain suddenly appear on the drow's neck, and then the bloodstain gradually deepened until the head rolled to the ground, making a dull sound.

Immediately afterwards, the long sword in the left hand of the drow was cut in two and fell to the ground, while the long sword in the right hand was still deeply inserted into the chest of the orc sword master.

But because of the berserk's sudden berserk ability, his nearly two-meter-high stature suddenly increased, and this sword stab was not fatal.

This orc sword master had actually mastered the natural rage, and Thorne was slightly startled when he saw the scene in the audience. (Rage: Strength +4, Constitution +4)

The orc sword master was seriously injured, and the drow sword master was killed!
The winner has been announced!

(End of this chapter)