Ryan is not a joker, he lacks a sense of humor, since Tarrant met Warren, he will unconsciously put the image of the two of them together, the same retired adventurer, the same respected leader, the same stone carved expression, even if the most humorous person stands in front of them, he will lose all interest. So when Ryan thinks that the problem is strict, the problem is really strict, and when Ryan feels that the history of redstone is going to be rewritten, the history of redstone is really in danger of being rewritten, but Tarrant has no clue about this crisis at all.

"Yesterday afternoon, there was a violent earthquake in the border area of the Serenço and Comohe. ”

At that time, Tarrant was on the border between the two countries of Serensokomohe, on the way from the town of Watt to the town of Nai'an, and he remembered the earthquake, and the shaking in the woods was not very strong, and he did not understand what Ryan was going to say.

"The epicenter of the earthquake has been identified, and it is in Tingwu Mountain, that land has been as fragile as a dead tree after years of war, and it cannot withstand the slightest turmoil, and it has collapsed in a large piece. ”

"Collapsed a large piece?" is a very cautious word, it can be a big or small issue, Tarrant asked.

"Another big hole, just like 10,000 years ago, with new land exposed underneath, leading to the underworld", Ryan took a sip of water and leaned all his weight back on the chair, "Yesterday afternoon, there was a loud noise during the earthquake, and the elf patrol immediately discovered this hole, it is larger than the current one", Ryan stopped and looked at Tarrant quietly.

"In other words, yesterday's earthquake gave the underground world an extra passage, doubling the number of attacks from the Dark Elves of Tingwu Mountain?" Tarrant explained it with his understanding, and got Ryan's nod in affirmation, he realized that this was indeed a big problem, if the dark elves broke through the elven defense line of Tingwu Mountain, the dark elves underground would immediately swarm out and re-involve the red stone in the war, the dark elves found that the time of this passage should be about the same as that of the ground elves, so at this moment they must be mobilizing troops to launch a wave of offensives, Tingwu Mountain needs more defensive forces, "Ryan, what do you want us to do?"

"Last night the commander of the Sheltered Light and the kings of the empire held an emergency meeting, we need to immediately assist in the battle in Tinvorshan, the troops first mobilize the border defense forces of Komoch and Serenso, and the other empires will teleport the best warriors over, it is too late to take the land route. Our Light of Shelter has teleported the adventurers stationed in our headquarters, the elves have opened up new waypoints, they have formed a new army in the rear, it will take 1-2 days to deploy, and our mission is to defend Tingwu Mountain for 2 days. ”

"Understood, I'll leave now. This letter..."

"I'll put it in its proper position, now that there are not enough people to pose a real threat to the falcons, you first stabilize the situation in Tingwu Mountain. Elliot and Mara are on their way back, I'll teleport them together, you can teleport here, I have arranged our mage memory teleportation last night, and they know the location of the waypoint in Tinvor. ”

As they walked downstairs, the mages were performing teleportation for the warriors who arrived first, and Tarrant casually found a mage who was resting, "Is there still a teleportation, Tingwu Mountain." ”

The mage squinted, "Yes, I've rested twice in the morning, just to keep casting teleportation, are you ready?"

Tarrant raised his right hand and made an OK gesture. White energy was vented from the top of Tarrant's head, and when Tarrant opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him had changed, there were towering trees everywhere, the sunlight was blocked outside the layers of leaves, making the ground look a little dark, an elf team was guarding around, the middle ground where Tarrant was standing was slightly empty, judging from the traces, it had just been cleared out for teleportation, and several white circles of light around him were slowly appearing, and other warriors were being teleported, and there were screams and fighting in the distance.

A golden-haired, pointy-eared, gold-ringed and cloak soldier lifted Tarantra away from the teleportation point and said in a stiff human language, "Knight, thank you for coming to us, rest here for a while." ”

"No, I'm ready", Tarrant drew his greatsword and swiped it nimbly, he was already full of fighting spirit.

"One kilometer ahead is the big hole, our commander and the early troops are already there, may the earth bless you!"

The sound of fighting in the distance gradually weakened, and the confrontation ahead seemed to be over. Tarrant didn't dare to slack off, and rushed in the direction pointed by the elf, and the sound of "rustling" could be heard along the way, the leaves were shaking, Tarrant looked overhead, several figures flew between the trees, and the figure cast on the ground swept by like the wind, that kind of flexibility and maneuverability, it should be an elf shooter. The elves live in the woods and are accustomed to moving freely in the trees, and their shooters have a stronger hit rate than shooters of other races, and if they raise their archery skills to the level of guardians or magic archers, they have the ability to kill with the first hit, providing powerful long-range fire support in war.

The woods became sparse, some branches were broken, they were broken by spell energy, some of the branches were covered with black powder, the burning residue of the fire spell, not far from the destination, the elf shooter on the tree jumped down, and fell to the ground smoothly, they turned back to Tarrant to cast a battle etiquette, a look, and continued to rush forward.

They were running on an upward slope, from behind which spells and conversations could be heard, and the battlefield was ahead, and Tarrant quickened his pace. When he stepped up to the highest part of the slope, the scene under the slope was clear at a glance, here was originally a small peak, after the earthquake the upper part of the peak collapsed, only the small hill just now, leaving a large hole in the ground 100 meters wide, the peak is not a straight collapse, but at an angle oblique fall, forming a natural channel, the vegetation on the sunken peak has been completely burned, the big tree is only left with black charcoal, at the moment there is still a little red light, the passage does not shine sunlight, it is pitch black, on the channel, there are hundreds of corpses lying on the channel, there are dark elves, there are also humans and elves。

Hundreds of elves and humans were already stationed at the mouth of the passage, and they had set up a few rudimentary tents around the hillside, and after the battle just now, many of the warriors were wounded and were being treated by priests. A red-cloaked elf walked over to Tarrant, "Knight, is there a battle team?"

In the case of a shortage of manpower, it is common to defend in squads, most commonly in three-person squads of warrior mages and priests, who can take care of each other and be flexible. Tarrant's teammates hadn't come over yet, "No. ”

"Okay, I'll assign you a team", the elf snapped his fingers, and an elf soldier ran over, "Is there a squad with a shortage of fighters?"

"That guy kept clamoring for two warriors for him," the elven soldier pointed to a guy in shabby clothes in the distance.

"That guy ......", the elven chief looked at his back and thought again, "he is a warrior himself, and he needs two warriors?" ”

Poet... It's not that Tarrant is prejudiced against this profession, it's just that the poet profession is not professional in spellcasting and fighting skills, and it is very difficult to combine with such a profession, and it is a two-person team, so he needs to be careful to protect. Wouldn't back down because it was difficult, Tarrant strode over to the figure.

The man was telling stories to the human warriors beside him, which was the poet's job, and he laughed and said, "Then I quietly hung the money bag back, and the stupid guy didn't find anything, hahaha!" The surrounding warriors also laughed, that back, coupled with this presumptuous voice, Tarrant's heart jumped, could it be the unlucky guy who fell down.

When he walked behind the poet, Tarrant had already confirmed that he was the troubadour Biantris, who had been left in the woods, and that he had not expected to come here. Tarrant stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and Biantris turned around, and when he saw Tarrant, he immediately showed an unreal enthusiasm, "Ah, my knight, I didn't expect to see you here, it's so good." ”

Compared to Biantris's enthusiasm, Tarrant asked expressionlessly, "Why are you here, teleported?"

The poet still looked playful, spread his hands and said helplessly: "I am not so blessed, I came on two legs, I just came out of Nai'an during the earthquake, and by the way came to Tranquility to collect some stories, I didn't expect to encounter this unlucky thing, you know, I have a good relationship with the elves, and when they asked me to stay, I really couldn't do it." ”

Intentionally or unintentionally to improve his status, Tarrant had no intention of arguing with him, he also knew that it was impossible to have such a fast speed on two legs, there was a long distance from Nai'an to Tingwu, these Tarrants didn't go into detail, and first made it clear to him about the affairs of the combat team, "Okay, these two days, I'll be your partner." ”

"Ahaha, we can be partners again, we were together the day before yesterday, it's very fateful, isn't it, I thought the elves wouldn't care if I lived or died, and the dark elves weren't easy to mess with. ”

"Have you dealt with the Dark Elves?"

"Perhaps they pose no threat during the day, but at night," the poet mischievously pointed to the sun with his index finger, drew an arc down the mountain, and said mysteriously, "You will learn the power of these death messengers." ”

"Combat power is related to time, will they become werewolves at night", Tarrant asked with a teasing expression.

"No, no, no, have you forgotten the piece of metal you showed me, Xun Tie, their equipment is all made of Xun iron, and when it comes to losing the consumption of the sun at night, their equipment can exert the greatest effect. ”

Xun Tie, of course Tarrant remembers, small pieces of metal that exude magical powers, he has not yet seen the equipment made of Xun Tie, and looking at Biantris's expression, he can't be sure whether the poet is talking nonsense or is true.

The poet suddenly took the sword from Tarrant's hand, "Let me see your sword", he struck it twice, raised the sword and swung it vigorously, "A very heavy sword, it can achieve this level of comfort, and the workmanship is quite passable", he touched the blade with his thumb, "Refined, it should be a two-star level, there is no magic energy", he handed the sword back to Tarrant, "I'm afraid it's not enough." ”

The ability of this sword can only belong to the middle and lower level of the market, although it is superior in terms of physical workmanship, but it was not infused with magical energy at the beginning of its manufacture, so that its improvement space is very limited, and the lethality is also fixed on the user's strength, these Tarrants are very clear, but two-star weapons are enough to deal with general battles, and another problem that must be paid attention to is that the current price of weapons is too amazing, and Tarrant has no stable income, and it is not easy to replace a piece of belongings.

Biantris blinked, "The battle during the day can be handled, and at night I will help you improve the ability of your weapons, otherwise you will not be able to break through the defenses of the dark elves." You're in charge of such an important matter at Sanctuary Light, why didn't you be given the right equipment for the mission?"

"Sanctuary Light is not a state institution, it has no regular income, and it has no taxpayers. ”

"Haha, it seems that the people who have opinions about the empire are not limited to civilians. ”

Speaking of weapons, Tarrant remembered Beatrice's weapons, and curiosity resurfaced, "Your weapon, don't mind letting me see it now." ”

It had cost a gold coin, but now Biantris looked happy, "No problem", he added unhurriedly, "You'll see it when the Dark Elf comes." ”

"When I didn't say that," Tarrant was used to being hung by him, "there was a fight here just now, right?"

"Well, I'm just catching up, you look at these dark elves, they are just the vanguard, and they have dealt a heavy blow to our defense line, and the soldiers on the border are not strong in combat. ”

After a long period of peace, Tarrant's words popped up in Warren's mind, and it turned out that Warren's opinion was right, and the humans still had a relationship with the dark elves, although it was not as large as estimated, and he said: "The soldiers of Nai'an Town will also come, and they may play a greater role." ”

"You've seen them?" Biantris laughed, "I forgot you teleported to Nyan. Warren's old fellow, who has been shouting about the inevitable battle with the dark elves, didn't expect to use it. ”

"You know Warren too?"

The poet smiled helplessly, "I don't just know each other, we have been to many places together", he snapped his fingers, as if he was counting the past, "I have been together for about two years, I can't remember exactly how much, it is really a nostalgic day, he is a real ranger, brave, righteous, fearless, all the good qualities can be found in him." What was your impression of him when you met him?"

"Yan sù," Tarrant replied without thinking.

"Hahahaha", Biantris laughed and his back arched, "yes, I think so too, it makes me feel embarrassed to speak to him, because he doesn't react to my jokes, has no expression, and looks like a stone." That's all I remember when I passed through Nai'an that morning, he was much older, but still concerned about what was happening on the mainland. ”

Tarrant remembered that when he talked to Warren yesterday, Warren had mentioned that he had seen an old friend in the morning, and now, needless to say, it was Biantris, an old friend who had been together for two years, that is, Biantris was from the Poets' Guild.

The poet continues: "Do you pay attention to any details about him other than being like a stone?"

"What do you mean?" Biantris's question must have been specific.

"Equipment, have you looked at his equipment carefully?"

"A dark yellow leather armor and a katana", Tarrant remembered Warren when he came out of the city gates, and was sure that he had these equipment on him, and as for the ability of these equipment, he did not pay attention.

The poet sighed, "Those things are not available on the market, you should pay attention to them." That leather armor is called 'rock', it is made of petrified skin of the petrified lizard, and the inner layer is inlaid with a magic lining, and it cost 20,000 gold coins to make the zuò alone, and it was made by Kai Lide of the Redstone Manufacturing Association, of course, it is also worth the price, but the outer layer is hard and the inner layer is very soft, so that the user is immune to petrification, carving death, dissociation, and has a strong resistance to ice, fire, and electricity, and the only drawback is that the defense ability is not as good as the zirconium crystal armor, if you put it in'faith', at least you have to ... 200,000 gold coins. ”

This really surprised Tarrant, he didn't expect that the dark yellow leather armor could be sold for dozens of times more expensive than the zirconia crystal armor. The Ranger class is limited to their two-handed weapon specialty, and in order not to let the armor affect their attack, they often use leather armor instead of metal armor, "Rock" is the best leather armor that Tarrant has ever heard of, and belongs to the top armor of the Ranger class.

Seeing Tarrant's expression made Biantris even more interested, as if the owner of the dress was him, he continued, "As for that katana, it has some history, it was snatched from the Eye Demon underground, and they used to call it 'Hellfire'", he paused, staring hard at Tarrant's eyes, " The maker has no evidence, it uses the magma stone under the ground as the core of the sword to make the zuò, with zirconium crystals and stardust, the infusion of powerful magic runes, it belongs to a six-star weapon, it can cut iron lightly, although it has no color, in fact, it comes with fire damage, this is the mastery of the maker, using zirconium crystals to hide the color of the magma stone, making the other party think that it has no elemental damage, but in fact it can burn everything it touches,' 'Hellfire', which also gives the owner the ability to summon Cerberus after each break, which Warren has never used. ”

If Biantris is not exaggerating, Warren's outfit can be at the top of the rangers, and Tarrant is envious of this, a good piece of equipment, decades of technical training, and an experienced warrior can get a weapon at his disposal is the happiest thing in the world.

The red-robed elf walked over, "Biantris, it's not for you to sell stories in the tavern now, you should take advantage of this time, you should take a good rest." ”

"It's okay, my body is still big enough for me to fight a few fights. ”

The elf pursed his lips, "I admit that your combat power may be the strongest here, but you should think about this land and preserve your combat power." ”

Tarrant looked at the elf suspiciously, he was indeed referring to Biantris, it was unbelievable that a troubadour could have the strongest combat power among these hundreds.

Biantris smirked at the compliment, "I don't dare admit it, if I say that my abilities are the most comprehensive, it is about the same, I just heard from the Knight of Shelter Light from Moro that 'Thor' will also come, and then, it will not be my turn, and the garrison of Naiantown will also come, their old man Sheriff is a fierce one." ”

"I hope to come in time, tonight will be the hardest night, the vanguard of the dark elves should arrive, just wait for the surprise attack after dark. We don't have enough people here, and there aren't many of them who are really capable of fighting", the elf looked worriedly at the abyssal hole, "There may be harassment in the afternoon, we must be ready at any time." May the earth bless us!"

As soon as the words fell, a green ball of energy jumped out of the hole and flew towards the place with the most people, and the elf quickly picked up the horn on his waist and sounded the battle alarm hard: Woo――――