When talking about rangers, most people will first think of the Windrunner family, and then think of their accurate archery and flexible and elegant movement.
Of course, there is also the beauty of the high elves that needs no elaboration.
Just like when dwarves are mentioned, they first think of their beards and alcoholic nature, most people's impression of rangers is a relatively stereotyped label.
Even the high elves themselves do not deny that those inherent impressions are not wrong and even capture the essence.
However, within any group there will be those who stand out.
Rataz Flame Shadow is such an outlier among rangers.
Unlike most of the rangers known as Mudlegs, Rataz Flame Shadow comes from a noble family.
The Yanying family is a meritorious noble family that has participated in the troll war and made great contributions. It has been passed down to the young Rataz for the third generation.
Rataz's grandfather suffered severe lung damage during the Troll War. He died of lingering injuries not long after he returned to his hometown and was awarded the title of Viscount.
Rataz's father was a magic swordsman who was unfortunately killed in a local conflict with the Amani trolls hundreds of years ago.
Rataz Flame Shadow's arcane talent is not very good, and he has been judged to be unable to go very far in the path of a mage since he was a child.
As a descendant of a distinguished noble, Rataz has two choices before him.
One is to become a magic swordsman like his father, and the other is to give up his noble background and choose a ranger, starting from the bottom and fighting again.
Under normal circumstances, when faced with such a choice, many people would choose the Demon Swordsman.
Although it is not as good as the noble mage master, it is still much better than the ranger who is derided as a mud-legged profession.
Not to mention that Rataz's father is a magic swordsman, so by inheriting his father's legacy, he can gain a lot of valuable experience and avoid many detours.
However, Rataz unexpectedly chose the Ranger in the end. His relatives and friends, including his mother, found it difficult to understand this.
One's own family knows one's own affairs.
Perhaps because he had received too strict training from his father since he was a child, Rataz was very dissatisfied with the fighting method of fighting close to others, and even instinctively disliked it.
Although the magic swordsman can also use some mid-range spells, in the end he still has to rely on the enchanted sword in his hand to fight the enemy in close combat.
After entrusting the family business to the care of his mother, Rataz resolutely went south and joined the ranger army commanded by Lireissa Windrunner.
Over the past hundreds of years, Lataz Flame Shadow has fought with Liresa against the Amani trolls many times, and personally killed the enemy who killed his father, repaying the blood debt for the family.
Rattazz's fighting style is very different from other rangers.
Even though rangers most of the time use various types of long and short bows for long-range combat, when necessary, they should be able to draw their double swords and engage in close combat with the enemy.
Lataz did not wear a short sword for close combat at all. Instead, he prepared two long-range weapons for himself.
One is a short bow used at mid-range, and the other is his trump card, a super-standard longbow specially used for long-range sniping.
Rataz never engages in close combat with others. In other words, he usually does not give his enemies a chance to get in front of him.
While other caravan guards blocked the demon's attack head-on, Rataz quietly sneaked into the surrounding woods.
After turning on the enhanced version of Eagle Eye, Rataz can clearly observe the movements on the battlefield through the dense leaves.
"collapse!"
The extremely loud sound of the bow string vibrating sounded from the forest. The Doom Guard, who was raising his sword and preparing to kill the enemy, felt a chill all over his body. He subconsciously moved the sword away and blocked the broad blade in front of him.
"clang!!"
The huge impact knocked the strong Doom Guard back three meters, and he barely managed to control his balance by flapping his wings desperately in mid-air.
Before the leader of the doomsday guard could adjust his posture, a second explosion was heard again, and he hurriedly raised his knife to defend again.
This time, the powerful and heavy sniper arrow directly shot the Doomsday Guard down from the sky where they had nowhere to rely on.
Unable to control his posture, the Doom Guard flew backwards and hit a big tree hard before stopping.
Due to the terrain difference, the current location of the Doom Guard can no longer directly see the location where the arrow was fired.
Just when he thought he was safe, the desperate roar sounded again.
The third arrow drew a beautiful parabola in mid-air and once again aimed at the doomsday guard.
"I x!"
The Doom Guard, whose hands were weak, didn't dare to take any more force and rolled to the side to avoid it.
"boom!"
The arrows that hit the ground splashed up a lot of soil, and the Doom Guards who had been arrogant before were reduced to disgrace.
After three arrows, Rataz shook his hands to relieve the burden on his muscles caused by the continuous bursts.
Finally, no more arrows were coming, and the shocked Doom Guard turned his head to check those deadly arrows.
Taking a closer look, the Doom Guard's eyes suddenly widened.
What the hell is this arrow? It's like a smaller version of a spear.
There was such a huge movement that it was impossible for the devil not to notice it.
Rataz, who was relieving the soreness in his arms, suddenly tightened his muscles all over his body, subconsciously stepped forward on the tree trunk, and jumped up to the big tree in front of him in a few steps.
"Whoa!"
Several green claw shadows flashed out from behind Rataz's original position, leaving several deep marks on the tree trunk.
"呲呲!"
The life-corrosive energy of evil energy is rapidly eroding the big tree, spreading based on scratches, and the bark of the big tree is rapidly changing color.
"Tsk! You are so vigilant."
The person who took action was a bald bat spirit with two demonic horns on his head, commonly known as the Dread Lord, and his scientific name was Nasrezim.
As Sharlayan expected, there was indeed a Dreadlord behind the unrest in Stratholme.
Lataz, who jumped onto the tree, did not panic, but showed an expression that was true.
Withdrawing the super-doubled giant longbow, Rataz turned over and retreated while taking out the short bow, pulling out the afterimage in his hand, and poured hundreds of arcane energy arrows at the Dread Lord in just a few seconds.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This short-term fire suppression forced the Dread Lord to take a defensive position.
Both sides know that this wasteful suppression of magic power cannot be maintained for a long time.
The Dreadlord, who was dodging left and right, was already ready to counterattack, and he would attack immediately as soon as the arrow rain ended.
Seeing the ferocious smile on the face of the Dread Lord, Rataz also smiled meaningfully.
"Being smart, self-righteous, and falling into a trap."
"Goodbye, unknown fear lord."
"What?"
The Dread Lord is a master of psychological tactics. When he saw the strange smile on Rattaz's lips, he subconsciously felt that something was wrong.
However, it was too late to change tactics at this time.
"Well!"
Two sharp daggers stabbed into the Dread Lord from behind without any sound.
Without waiting for him to react, the person who took action pulled the short knife to widen the wound and cut off the Dread Lord's wide bat wings at the roots.
"Ahhhhh!!"
The wings were forcibly peeled off by the sharp blade, and the Dread Lord let out a pitiful roar and fled as if he had turned into countless little bats.
"snort!"
The person who launched the sneak attack from behind moved quickly, cut off his wings and immediately drew his sword, using an
When the Dread Lord's body fell limply, no trace of the attacker could be seen at all, as if no one had ever appeared.
"Hiss~"
Rataz, who stood in the special seat and watched the entire battle, took a deep breath.
"Little Valeela is getting more and more scary. Your progress... makes me feel like I have been fishing for hundreds of years."
Rataz has been a member of the Ranger Force for hundreds of years, and is very familiar with Valeera who has lived in the southern part of Eversong Forest since she was a child. It can even be said that he has watched her grow up.
Lataz's complaint did not receive any response. After the battle, Valeela quickly moved her position and soon found another Dreadlord lurking in the dark to attack.
Lataz was not surprised when he received no response.
I don’t know when Valeela, who was once greedy and fun-loving, changed her style.
Greedy is still greedy, but her action pattern has become more and more concise. I wonder if it is affected by the training of the Backlight Blade.
Shaking his head to put away the messy thoughts, Rataz used his strength to move his position on the tree, found another sniping point, and once again took out the huge longbow, aiming specifically at the enemy officers to snipe.
The first one to bear the brunt was the frightened Doom Guard.