Volume 7: Mortals and Gods Chapter 775: Bewitching (Part 2)
It's the Minotaur!
The tauren with huge horns directly crushed the crossbow. It smiled evilly and twisted its toes slightly. The sound of bones being crushed and the screams of the guards shocked the hearts of all humans present.
Minotaur grabbed the guard's body like a chicken and tore it in half in front of everyone.
The hot blood dripped on the ground and made a faint sound. This terrifying scene made everyone present change their expressions.
Human morale is collapsing, but reason still tells them that they must not escape because they will die faster.
They fought and retreated, retreating across the frozen river, trying hard not to be submerged by the filthy tide of the orcs.
"Stupid...human beings!"
The corpse was thrown into the pack of frost wolves by the Minotaurs. These large beasts swarmed up, and everyone could only see pieces of meat and bones flying into the sky.
And the living head of Oliver's loyal guard.
"Ms. Vivian, run away quickly, I will cover you."
The young mercenary Banda waved his sword in despair, barely blocked an orc's machete, kicked it away with his legs, and turned around to say.
"Escape, where can you escape to?"
Vivian looked pale. She hurriedly took out a bottle of potion and drank it hastily. Then she raised the staff high, and the blue magic energy once again triggered a powerful blizzard.
In an instant, several orcs and several frost wolves were torn into pieces, and the tauren who were charging forward had to take shelter temporarily.
Ice cones in the air fell like heavy rain, and the strong wind and snow became more powerful in the winter environment.
This caused the two sides in the battle to distance themselves, and it seemed that the battle situation had reached a stalemate again.
The female mage was about to tear it apart when she noticed that the maid Emilia was standing behind her.
The maid's slender figure and long golden hair were flying in the aftermath of the snowstorm, swaying like plum blossoms in the middle of winter.
The cracks slowly enlarge.
"I don't want to run away anymore. I have been running away for so many years. My father died under the ax of an orc. Maybe this is the fate of our family."
The maid Emilia took a one-handed sword from her back that had never appeared before and handed it to Vivian, and then took out the thin sword from her waist:
"Anyway, if I die, please Ms. Vivian, please accept this sword. You must not let it fall into the hands of the orcs under any circumstances. You must have a way to escape, right?"
The ice wall began to crumble.
"If you must."
Just as Viviantha was about to reach out and take it, there was a harsh sound from above the glacier. The two women looked up and saw Goodwin riding a horse, holding a hammer in both hands, sliding down the glacier and sliding to the
In front of two women:
"Get on my horse and run!"
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"Goodwin? What do you do?"
When the female mage saw Goodwin's arrival, she was first surprised, then hesitant and unwilling.
"Quick! What can you do now?"
Goodwin unreasonably carried the two women onto the horse, and then put the reins into Vivian's hands:
"Quick! I will try to stop their progress as much as possible, you go quickly!"
This is how people are, originally determined to fight to the end, but suddenly a glimmer of hope appeared, and even the maid Emilia, who was determined to die, was shaken.
"Okay! Promise me, Goodwin! Come back alive!"
Vivian knew now was not the time to be coy, so she tightened Amelia's hand and shouted back.
"Okay, I promise you, leave quickly!"
The ice wall had broken in many places, and the orcs were charging towards several people with their battle axes. Vivian finally urged the horses, and soon she and the two women disappeared from Goodwin's sight.
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The Knight of the Silver Hand nodded, turned around, and Minotaur walked right in front of him.
"You are the Knight of the Silver Hand, the best...sacrifice! Belt told me...to take you down!"
Minotaus suddenly waved his hand to signal all the orcs to retreat, and the eight-pointed emblem of the beast god on his body was constantly flashing a dazzling red light.
The beast god is reminding it that this human being is the best sacrifice at present, dedicate his skull to me!
At the same time, Goodwin was also sizing up his opponent.
This Minotaur was different from the minotaurs he had seen before. In addition to the two large horns growing on its head, it also had four horns growing on its face and behind its head. The entire face looked like a single
The filthy things that proliferate crazily.
It held a battle ax in one hand and a machete in the other. Its strong muscles and huge body oppressed Ryan's sight, putting heavy pressure on the spirit of the Knight of the Silver Hand.
On its horns and on its chest are densely packed various skulls, all from humans.
The clusters of skulls are a way for it to prove its glory to the blood god. The eight-pointed emblem symbolizing the belief in the beast god flashes red light and shines directly on Goodwin's body.
It was a fair but unfair battle. Goodwin was alone, but there were at least five hundred orc warbands on the opposite side.
But the Minotaur will not allow other orcs to interrupt its festival, because Makgora (dueling) is extremely sacred among the orcs.
Minotaur raised his battle ax and signaled all the orcs to step back. He wanted to hunt the knight's skull alone as the best and best sacrifice to the beast god.
The orcs looked at Goodwin's head greedily, and then gradually retreated reluctantly.
Soon, only two creatures, Goodwin and the Minotaur, were left in the mountains in front of the mountain fortress.
"I... Minotaur Stadius, your... knight... name?"
In the biting cold wind, Minotaur stood in front of Goodwin, looking down at him.
As expected, it was the Minotaur, the highest-ranking and most powerful being among the tauren.
It is said that every Minotaur is born from endless filth and evil, and their only purpose in existence is to kill all non-split-toed people.
The challenge levels of the weakest Minotaurs are all above the Sanctuary Elementary Level. This Minotaur may be stronger.
"Sledgehammer Goodwin, Silver Hand."
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Goodwin also tightened his grip on the warhammer and said silently in his mind:
Must win!
"A...rival..."
Minotaur Stadius did not rush to attack. It opened its mouth wide so that Goodwin could see its mouth full of fangs.
Thaddeus took out a large chain of necklace-like things from his waist:
"You...will be next."
Goodwin took a closer look, and his pupils immediately widened in pain and surprise.
What Thaddeus held in his hand was nothing else but a handful of knight's badges.