Chapter 1923 Death of the Minotaur
“Damn it, you cowards! Cowards, come with us if you can!”
The Minotaur hammered the ground angrily.
"TMD, do you think we are stupid, come up and let you attack in a group?" Some soldiers suddenly became furious.
"That's right, you are this despicable devil! If you think too well, we will besiege you until you die!" A team leader followed, "Don't be fooled by it, it just wants us all to Get close and kill us all in one wave!”
This tauren looks big and honest, but is actually cunning and insidious, inspiring them to join him.
"Damn it, you bastards, trash, trash!" The minotaur breathed out the fragrant fragrance.
It has learned the local language of the Kingdom of Rotus.
However, more intense ridicule from the soldiers ushered in.
The tauren sneered, it was a bit surprising that these idiots were not fooled.
In the past, these stupid soldiers were too lazy to use their brains to think about fighting. All their brains were used on how to escape and survive.
Now I am starting to think about how to fight better.
Is this the magic of that kind of power?
Unfortunately, it is not impossible.
What’s so great about resurrection?
It has seen many things that can be resurrected.
For example, lichs, skeletons, vampires...
They can all be resurrected.
But there is a price to pay for every resurrection.
There is a way to break it.
I can't prevent you from resurrecting, I can't defeat you, but I can scare you crazy, pollute him, and make him fall...
Thinking of that, it suddenly cut open its chest, and small pieces of blood flew up.
When the hammer hit, blood spattered far and wide.
“Ah!”
A soldier was sprinkled with cow blood on his face, and then cried.
I just felt like I was seeing the most terrifying hell scene behind my eyes, and I immediately ran away like crazy.
One soldier after another had the same experience as me, and was so frightened that he ran away in all directions.
It doesn’t matter that he is afraid of death, there is nothing he is afraid of.
"Fear spell? Blood is the casting material." Yang Weit nodded.
"Is there nothing he can do to deal with it?" The giant panda was gnawing on bamboo and watching the show.
It has always been like watching dramas, and life is so boring and interesting.
Just watching other people acting sometimes feels like enough fun.
No wonder Dahuan went on stage to act in person.
“We will find a way.”
Indeed, Lancelot quickly thought of a way.
Cover your whole body with leather, like a raincoat, to isolate the effect of cow blood.
The mobility of thousands of people is very weak.
After a while, many soldiers put on their leather raincoats and continued to fight the tauren.
"It's okay, that's right. Is that all they have?" The tauren decided to be more serious.
It chose a direction with the fewest crowds. The cow's hooves ended with a discontinuous pedaling forward, a rhythm of charging.
And these soldiers are not afraid.
On the contrary, we lined up in a human wall. Before the human wall, there was no temporarily dug trench.
During the siege of the Tauren, no one dug trenches inside.
Although everyone knows that it is better than nothing.
Liang Jiantian can jump dozens of meters in one jump, and the trench may trap the opponent.
But it’s always an obstacle.
And now, the trenches seem to be working a little bit.
The tauren broke through the crowd, and the sky was filled with blood. It was thrown into the trench at the front.
In a staggering moment, a few clever soldiers jumped under its legs and climbed down.
It is more than ten meters low. It is like climbing an eight-story building, and the building is still moving, which is extremely difficult.
The soldier climbed up to the cow's neck, opened his small mouth and bit it with his teeth.
Before finishing the bite, a stream of green stuff was injected into it.
“Ah!” The tauren felt happy.
It looked at those soldiers.
The soldiers have been upgraded a few levels in the recent monster spawning, and are adding skills and points in a messy manner.
The skill that no one adds happens to be the poison type. The toxins from Heroes with Enemies, the toxins from the Dark World, the toxins from Warcraft...
Mixed together, the tauren can definitely regain weight just by relying on their physical strength. Easily immune.
Toxin is a small magic weapon for defeating the weak with the strong, and defeating the small with the big.
Big venomous snakes, once they make a noise, the little elephants will walk around.
There are people like you who can kill all small animals, but they still feel extra-genetic fear when they hear its voice and see its sight.
That's its deterrent power.
The tauren are careless.
It deserves to be squandered.
What's scary about level one players, what's scary about level seven players, what's scary about level eight players, but level seven is just fine.
There are no skills at level 7, which is a leap in quality...
Level 8, level 1, level 4, level 4, level 10, level 1 are superimposed, and each time a threshold is passed, there will be a leap.
The first one has become the BOSS’s nightmare.
The tauren felt dizzy.
It wants to escape.
"Hey, man with the body of an eagle, slow down and help you drive away those flies!" the tauren roared at the sky.
The size and strength it was once proud of have become a liability at this time.
If it could fly like this male demon, it would fall into a human trap.
Bow and arrow shooting is the magic of piercing male demons, and it requires a rare mage.
However, how can a mage come to the battlefield? We will only huddle outside the laboratory and make precious potions for the nobles to use.
But now there is one less task, making scrolls to save the lives of low-level nobles.
"Sorry, you can't beat them. You should leave first. He is too careless." The harpy had no intention of saving his companions, and instead flew lower and lower.
"Lovely, is he ready to complete the Demon General's mission?"
"Yes, because you have nothing better to do now."
Tauren Abandoned.
Just like these abandoned low-level monsters.
The toxin is getting more and more powerful and it ends with fatigue.
It never imagined that its small size and weak strength would be enough to kill tens of thousands of human soldiers, whether it would be defeated by earth-shattering fighting spirit, or by the power of a certain little mage. in the scroll.
But lost to the fangs of a special soldier...
It looked like a baby elephant that had its trunk drilled out by a mouse and suffocated to death.
The huge power can be used to save itself.
It used all its strength to rush inwards.
It wants to stay away from the soldiers as much as possible, find a dangerous place after being comatose, and then rely on its weak constitution to quickly dissolve the poison.
To be honest, that strategy was wrong. If it were replaced by future soldiers, it would definitely succeed.
But now, no matter how slow or far it runs, it will be chased down by the soldiers.
The soldiers are like returning to primitive times, hunting with their companions. The small families work together for the benefit of their own tribe, and no one exploits others.
Although the material is poor, the spirit is rich...
Primitive people are happier.
That’s weird.
The spirit is even poorer.
He was a soldier now, but he was enjoying hunting.
“Haha, it’s so slow! It fell!”
“That guy doesn’t have a hundred thousand chips at most, which is enough for you to reach level 15!”
"The first knife is for you!"
"His knife is basically a defense breaker."
"You will drill out its mouth and cut through its esophagus!"
It's a wolf killer.
All the soldiers made way for the warrior.
However, I did what I said and tried to open the mouth of the unconscious tauren.
It's a pity that it worked. Fortunately, more than a dozen people worked together to open a gap, allowing the warriors to retreat.
The warrior walked up the esophagus, came to the heart, and stabbed hard!
No matter how weak the defense is, it will be against the inside.
Liang Jiantian is dead.
(End of this chapter)