Most of the female tauren had lost their fighting power and were lying on the ground either dead or injured. Although the only three remaining female tauren could still stand, they were still seriously injured.
He wanted to stay for the last time, even though he already knew the outcome.
"roar"
The leader of the tauren had thick nostrils, trembling and spitting out white exhaust gas, and the anger in his eyes became deeper and deeper.
On both sides of her, a tauren's abdomen was cut open, and through the wound, the squirming internal organs could be vaguely seen.
The blood was flowing uncontrollably, even if I covered it with my hands, it was useless.
The other one was much lighter, but the earth dragon had a claw on his back, leaving three eye-catching ravines. However, due to the squirming of the strong muscles, the blood did not continue.
They stood back to back to prevent themselves from falling and looked at the intruders unyieldingly.
The young tauren stepped forward and looked at the tribal lord who in the past did not even dare to look directly at him, who was also the spokesperson of God.
"Look, what's under your feet?"
The angry Tauren Lord suddenly spoke out, staring at the male Tauren who had betrayed the entire tribe and brought disaster to the entire tribe.
She wanted to see if there would be guilt or regret in his eyes.
The young male tauren lowered his head and looked at his feet. The bright red blood soaked through the ground and blended with the soft soil.
And his hoof was stepping on it, leaving a deep hoof print, and dark red blood stains were dotted on his hoofs.
"That is the blood of your people. The place where you were born is being dyed red by the blood of your people."
A low voice sounded, carrying an inexplicable meaning.
"Bloodhoof."
"What?" The Tauren Lord looked at the male Tauren with an unwavering expression, with fierce anger in his eyes.
"My name is Bloodhoof." The young male tauren's tone was still so calm, and he slowly said the name he chose for himself.
"The situation is like this, I will start a new life with the remaining tribesmen."
In the past, the female tauren filled with violent blood would not listen to his words at all, because he was a male and because he was weak.
And if he wants to change, he can only beat them painfully, create a psychological shadow, and create a way for himself.
When an old force leaves no room for him to grow, he will try to survive through the cracks and tear away the big rock above his head to push down the old force.
But now, the old forces have been overthrown, and he will lead the people to the top.
For this reason, he would rather stain his hands with the blood of his own people.
Only blood can regenerate the tribe.
"You will live under our curse forever, and God will not let you go." The tall female tauren lord said slowly, and her huge bull eyes slowly closed.
"I will carry these things on my back forever." He will not forget, nor can he forget, the blood stained on his hands and under his hooves.
He will carry these things forever.
"Roar" the tauren lord roared loudly, his whole body rising with momentum, and the surrounding dozens of meters seemed to be shaking. Hearing the sound, he felt dizzy and felt as if he was being shaken in front of his face by a loudspeaker.
She stepped forward and rushed towards the young tauren like a tank.
The young male tauren bent slightly and held an ordinary one-ring spell in his hand.
The surrounding elves were checking the female tauren lying on the ground one by one. Tina, who was riding on the black panther, was also indifferent and ignored her.
It's close, it's close, in two more steps I can turn him into a meat pie.
"Bleeding Technique."
A low spell sounded in the ears of the tauren lord. Before she could react, she felt her chest bulge and the source of strength in her whole body.
Plop
The suppressed blood spurted out, violently breaking open the heart cavity.
Then, streams of blood spurted out from the wounds all over her body.
She felt that all the strength in her body was leaving her, her feet went weak, and even her final charge was lost. Her heavy body slid on the ground for several meters, and fell in front of the young tauren.
She opened her bull eyes unwillingly and looked at this weak tauren. What kind of power is this? Why has even the power given to her by God disappeared?
"This is the power of magic."
"Times have changed."
The young tauren raised his knife and cut off her head.
At this point, the king of the tribe, the Tauren Lord, died from a one-level spell.
"What about you?"
Bloodhoof raised his head and looked at these two stubborn female tauren.
"Traitor!" The female tauren spat out two words weakly, "I curse you..."
Before she finished her words, her eyes gradually lost their sparkle and strength. She stared blankly at the collapsed altar of God, lying in a pool of blood with many of her companions.
Behind her, the only female tauren still standing looked sadly at her familiar companions on the ground, and then at the male tauren who looked like a newborn sun.
"I……"
She slowly lowered her proud head and half-knelt on the ground.
They have all passed away, so she cannot die. Even if she lives alone, she must pass on these things one by one. This is her responsibility as the last tauren warrior.
"This is what Haoyue asked me to pass on to you."
Tina took a few steps forward and took out a translucent oval glass bottle from under the black panther's fur. "The magic potion here is enough to restore you to your peak strength."
His peak strength is that of a level 12 woodland druid. If he wants to reach the sky in one step, even if he has enough ability and control skills, it will take a long time.
But this bottle of potion, which contains a large amount of natural aura, is enough to reshape his body and restore him to the level in the Phantom God Space in the shortest possible time.
"Yeah." Let's wait until the next meeting to say thank you. He has more important things to do now.
"withdraw!"
Tina shouted loudly, leading a group of elves to leap forward and disappear into the woods.
Bloodhoof looked at the direction in which they disappeared, pulled out the wooden bottle stopper, and the rich natural breath spurted out. He didn't hesitate and drank it directly.
Feeling the gushing natural breath washing through his body, he instinctively operated the meditation method and the breathing method to digest the energy.
At level 1, level 2, and level 3, the apprentice's magic power accumulation stage was quickly skipped by him.
He also easily passed levels 4, 5, 6, and the third level of accumulating experience and building magic circuits in the body.
At level 7, level 8, and level 9, his magic circuit is constantly operating, constantly improving, and blending with his spirit.