Ride and Cut

　　 "I order you to immediately bless the other Minotaur with bloodthirsty and stoneskin art." Richard shook his head and raised his fingers to the distance, feeling that his posture should be very chic and famous.

"Yeah, we also have shamans, and there are more than them." Robbie smiled contentedly, as if someone who was about to drown had harvested the last straw, "Wait, you are wrong. It should be blessed to..."

　　 Due to the purchase of jerky meat and leather whip education a while ago, the second general Humha listened most to Lord Lord's words. They were dull-headed and easier to command. After a short period of curse, a yellowish halo fell on their heads.

　　 At first, in order to bless thaumaturgy as much as possible, Minotaur's position was too tight. After launching the charge, they only saw the enemies in front of them, and they could even disperse, still maintaining a fairly dense formation, and the range of effect of the stone skin technique covered almost every Minotaur.

　　 Under the action of the stone skin technique, their footsteps suddenly became heavier, and the speed of their charge also slowed down a lot. But it is foreseeable that these large skins will become more resistant to fights.

　　 The goatmen vassal fighters around were very happy, but the other party gave the Stoneskin Art blessing to his suzerain in a panic. He must be too scared or even close to collapse. Maybe they can easily win the precious iron ore without paying any price at all, and thus get the Shaman's award.

　　 Nehru was knocked over by the lord's slap as soon as he read the beginning, "I said to bless the opponent Minotaur."

　　 "What?" Nehru half-opened his mouth and looked at Richard, who couldn't believe his ears. He was indeed preparing to bless the dwarf just now.

　　 "Bless to Minotaur!" Richard said in a halt.

　　 Robbie’s happiness and hope came to an abrupt end with this shower. He and Nehru looked at each other and said together: "Are you crazy?"

　　 "Hmm..." Richard took the giant sword off his back, took two sword flowers in his hand, and inserted the sparks on the stone. "Am I crazy?"

　　 Where the blade reaches is the scope of the truth. Facing the truth, both Nehru and Robbie wisely chose to shut their mouths.

　　 The kobold shaman stood up slowly and finished chanting the spell tremblingly, but he still couldn't make up his mind to bless the enemy. He believed that the lord must have been bewitched by the devil and didn't want to be dragged down to **** by the madman.

　　 "Hurry up!" Richard impatiently urged Nehru.

　　 If it weren't for the fear of delaying business, he would really want to give this **** another kick as usual.

　　 Nehru shivered all over, his face was full of pain and entanglement, struggling and changing, but in the end he still failed to struggle with the courage to fight the tyrant. A red light gushed out from the hand and fell on the Minotaurs and disappeared.

　　 "Lord Lord is crazy! Lord Lord is crazy!" His nose and tears flowed down, and Nehru crawled back and fled.

Minotaur, with dual madness and bloodthirsty thaumaturgy, is about to become unprecedentedly powerful, able to break through the dwarf defenses with no effort. The guards of that **** tyrant will surely be wiped out immediately. At this time, the wise man must hold fast. Every second is precious time to escape.

　　 "Bring me back this bullshit."

　　 Lord Lord said, the kobold who hadn't ran far was hit by Hutt's hand and the corner of his clothes was nailed to the ground. He threw a dog to eat shit, and then the centaur ran over and carried it back like a rabbit with one hand.

　　 "Keep your dog's eyes wide open and show me a good look!" Richard was so angry that he only hated the lack of a whip in his hand.

　　 Minotaur, who was already in double madness, had another bloodthirsty technique, and his muscles suddenly swelled to the point of exaggeration. The earthworm-like blood vessels on the body surface twisted into a disgusting mass, and it seemed that all life itself had lost its harmony.

　　 It seems that unless the dwarves can immediately conjure ten-edged walls and steel gates, they will never be able to stop these monsters.

　　 Nehru and Robbie seemed to have suddenly become hard brothers, and they hugged each other and screamed in despair.

　　 Annie clasped her hands in a ball on her chest, bowed her head and prayed silently. The morning after the rain was actually very cool, but there were big drops of sweat coming out of her forehead.

　　The dwarf in front of him who was preparing for the impact noticed all this, and even the dwarf Atsuko, who had always been silent as a stone, couldn't help but set off a sudden uproar.

　　 In a panic, few people noticed that a Minotaur running suddenly fell to the ground and never got up. But it didn't take long for them to discover the anomaly, because soon the second and third Minotaurs fell tremblingly one after another.

　　 They watched quietly, silently, and motionlessly-in just a few dozen breaths, as if an invisible and powerful plague began to spread rapidly among Minotaurs. Just a few hundred yards away, it turned out to be a road to death, and they even fell in groups one after another.

　　 There was only one tauren warrior walking staggeringly to a place only three or five yards from the dwarf, and barely raised the gavel in his hand.

　　 This is already the last lone seedling left in their thousands of hectares. The dwarves stared at all this in amazement~www.readwn.com~ The unexpected changes left their brains blank, and they couldn't even remember that they should fight back.

　　 After all, Minotaur couldn't complete even one attack. He shook his body twice, and crashed down like he pushed Jinshan and Yuzhu together with the mallet.

　　 He opened his mouth and spit out a series of bright red fish roe foam, the bloodshot eyes in his eyes began to solidify, his agile eyes turned into a piece of ashes, and his strong chest also lost its ups and downs—dead.

　　 The fall of the last Minotaur, announcing the annihilation of the main enemy force, this news is not so easy for both parties to accept.

　　 The Sheephead vassals did not react and continued to charge stupidly. They were greeted by hundreds of throwing axes and dwarf warriors who launched counterattacks.

　　 "Why is it like this... Am I dreaming?" The nose and tears on Nehru's face hadn't been wiped off yet, and his mouth was half-open and was in a state of downtime.

　　 Richard did not hesitate to slap the kobold, "Does it hurt? Pain is not a dream."

　　 The kobold looked at his hands, his eyes widening, his expression turned into a bit of ecstasy: "Hey, I get it! I get it! My bloodthirsty thaumaturgy has mutated into a mass destruction spell!"

　　 "You know? You know what a shit!" Lord Lord, with a straw in his mouth, kicked the obnoxious idiot and gave him a dog to eat shit.

　　 "Speaking of which, this master's wise command made the first contribution." He picked up a barrel of ale and shook it twice, uncorked the cork and pointed it at the sky-out of breath.

　　 At this time, even the dull people realized that this guy was doing the ghost, and everyone's eyes suddenly became like a fly that found honey, clinging to him.

　　 "Brother Richard, how did you do it." Robbie's tone was as dry as if he had just swallowed a charcoal fire.