Half-elf Notebook

Lord Crosroy Ridge, Shallow Area of ​​the Forest of Monsters

Among the mountains that were gradually covered with green due to the warm weather, a figure stood on a towering tree over ten meters high.

Without any protection or insurance, he seemed to be standing on flat ground. There was no fear on his face, nor any self-awareness that one should have when standing on a high place.

"The view is good. It's different when the weather is good." Rick squatted down, took out a monocular telescope, and began to look down at the mountain ravines as far as he could see, commenting on them and expressing his thoughts.

The snowy days in the north are definitely the nightmare of any scout or hunter. Not only can you not see anything under that flawless white sky, but all traces and clues will disappear in it. If you are not careful, you may even die in the ice and snow due to the low temperature.

But "it" is just like its color, pure and easy to understand.

As long as the temperature rises and the sun is bright, even fog is rarely seen.

Unlike the rainforest mountain tops in the south, where heavy rain is mixed with light rain, the light rain is followed by fog, and then rain follows the fog, for several days in a row.

Unfortunately, even so, Rick still didn't find his target. This was the fourth time he climbed to what he thought was a good viewing point.

The lush greenery covers the rugged mountains, as if it also covers the creatures living in them.

Rick stretched out his legs and sat on a thick branch, startling a few colorful birds. He was not a professional scout with excellent skills, nor was he a hunter who had been in the industry for decades and was famous for a while.

The physical fitness of a high-level professional and his previous life allow him to stand for a whole day and night without rest and remain conscious.

But he is not good at observing things attentively for a long time and finding useful things in them, and Rick will not do that either.

What he needed to do was not to bring back reliable and true intelligence, but to actually injure or even kill the target.

What he should do is to always keep himself in a state where he can cope with most situations.

"This is more like a picnic than an observation."

Rick looked at the snow-capped mountains that were submerged in the clouds in the distance and the green mountains below them. He drank the water in the water bag, swallowed the dried meat sprinkled with a little spice that came out of nowhere, and spoke intermittently.

This reminded him of himself ten or twenty years ago, when he didn't even have breakfast, and had to hide a piece of bread and hurriedly follow the cavalry and the knight out on patrol.

The soldiers back then probably never imagined that reconnaissance and pursuit would one day become such a leisurely job.

Suddenly, a deafening roar of a beast interrupted Rick's memories. It was like a real storm that swept through the forest for several kilometers around. A large number of birds were startled. The quiet woods were now swaying with black shadows, and countless animals were fleeing at high speed.

"Finally, something happened. I thought the four or five hours I spent hanging the tree today would be in vain." Rick pushed his wrist and jumped lightly, like a tightrope performer from the top circus. Weighing eighty or ninety kilograms, he stood steadily on the treetop.

A scroll appeared in his hand, and was immediately enveloped by blue flames, burning to ashes.

Rick's usual grey pupils and light whites of the eyes suddenly turned into eyes with a dim light and golden whites of the eyes.

Third-level magic, Eagle Eyes

Rick had no intention of saving any money. Although he didn't look at the other party, this kind of roar and pressure was rarely seen even in his long life.

And most of them come from the orcs - orc chieftains of the silver rank.

Based on the source of the sound and the enhanced vision brought by the Eagle Eye Technique, he soon discovered a giant creature moving among the trees on the mountains.

He was like a walking rock covered with moss, crushing and flattening everything in his path, whether it was animals, trees, or solid stone.

Rick dared to say that he was definitely over 13 meters tall. The three-story clubs that those aristocrats and wealthy people intended to build in the West District for pleasure might not be taller than him.

"Distance: a little over three kilometers. Wind direction... Never mind. I'm not an archer. I'll just try one arrow first. I really hope the other party doesn't have any spells that can cast super long-range spells."

The ashes of the magic scroll drifted away with the wind, and Rick pulled the bowstring of the hard bow covered with dark green runes to the maximum.

The hard bow, whose normal range is only two hundred meters, seems different at this moment.

One of the few outstanding collections in Rick's hands, it was created with the blessing of the elves and is a magical weapon engraved with the fifth-level spell "Wind Protection".

The green magic that was still eye-catching under the scorching sun was poured into the arrow, and it shot out as the arrow string flew out of his hand!

In the first ten meters, the arrow looked ordinary. In the next moment, the magic power shattered into starlight, like a secondary propelled cannonball. The arrow broke through the sound barrier, tore the gale apart, and headed straight for the target!

In three seconds, it had crossed a kilometer. An invisible fighting spirit burst out, and the arrow completed its second acceleration, and like lightning, it was nailed into the soil a hundred meters away from the monster.

However, even when it was two kilometers away from the arrow, the demon ape seemed to hear the explosion that was floating in the air and should have faded to inaudible, and turned towards Rick, even though he found nothing.

His animal nature still gave him the most correct clues to deal with danger.

Rick's mouth curled up.

He lightly pinched one arrow between his little finger and ring finger, and quietly strung the second arrow, which was different from the previous one that only relied on fighting breath to increase strength.

At this moment, the two arrows in his hands are made entirely of black iron, which is known for its lightness and hardness, and the arrowheads are covered with black and white patterns.

It turned out to be the magic-destroying arrow that Rex had asked Shu Xi to prepare in advance.

His only long-distance method that is guaranteed to be effective!

Being able to detect the direction of danger in advance is undoubtedly a powerful ability, but unfortunately, being able to avoid it or successfully defend against it is often another matter.

The bowstring sounded twice in succession, and before the Senfeng Giant Ape could react, the arrow had already penetrated his magic shield that was strong enough to withstand the repeated bombardment of the city wall and artillery, and was close to the animal's eyes that were as big as a frying pan.

"Roar!" The deafening roar could even be heard clearly by Rick three kilometers away.

Of course, before that, he had already seen the Morifeng giant ape's distorted face due to injury and its violent way of venting anger towards the surroundings.

"It only hit the left eye, the other one is in the arm?" Rick muttered, and the fourth arrow had already been shot out.

The same magic-destroying arrow, the same lightning-fast speed, but the results are completely different.

It can be said that he is worthy of being a predator that stands out from the world of the survival of the fittest. The intense pain did not take away the Warcraft's sanity, and his animal perception of danger helped him make an extremely correct choice.

A strange, invisible force formed an incredible wall around him.

It was like being submerged in sticky jam, and even the magic-breaking arrows that could easily penetrate the sixth-tier defensive spell were not spared.

After only a few meters, the arrow lost most of its kinetic energy and speed, and was even unable to break through the solid skin of the Senfeng Giant Ape.

This was obviously some kind of powerful magic. As the darling of nature and a natural user of magic, the long-lived Warcraft was definitely the best in the same level of magic.

"Repulsion shield and high-level deceleration force field? This is a big trouble. This old guy has a high probability of living longer than my deceased grandfather..." Rick frowned and thought distressedly.

The target he watched kept moving and going away, but he never nocked the fifth arrow.

He knew that starting from that arrow just now, this long-range sniping would no longer have any results.