Ten minutes later.

Du Yuqi was already out of breath, and golden spots were even appearing in front of his eyes.

He was panting heavily because of the intense running. His body, which lacked exercise, was greedily seeking oxygen. Lactic acid quickly accumulated in his muscles. The resistance from the muddy ground was like several hands pulling his feet hard... The lack of oxygen made his mind almost blank, so the feeling of thorns in his back was so vivid! !

At this moment, his entire body was covered in mud and water, and he even had several wounds deep enough to see the bones, which were constantly spitting out blood, but he did not feel the pain caused by such injuries at all! !

All this happened because of that cow...

That one is a pervert!!

At this time, Du Yuqi had already returned to the place where he parted ways with the main group of people. However, he found that this team that stopped to rest under the tree had also been attacked by goblins, and the situation was as chaotic as a mess.

It’s not that no one tried to help Du Yuqi, but those who dared to come and help were all hit away by this terrifying minotaur who picked up the steel pillar and hit it like a golf ball.

Fortunately, at this time, Mingxi performed the sacrifice ceremony in a hurry, and then called out a big guy named Sander to help.

Du Yuqi took a look and found that this guy was wearing a medieval knight's armor and holding a steel shield with a strange emblem. He looked like a steel can. He immediately had some confidence in him. However, after this guy rushed up, he was still chopped to the ground by the terrible bull head in a few seconds.

In the end, he was trampled heavily by the huge cow's hoof. After the casual stomping of the hoof, a large amount of white light shot out from the deformed armor. The miserable situation inside the armor can be imagined. In the end, this guy turned into light and disappeared. It seems that even if he is not dead, he probably has severe psychological trauma.

Du Yuqi, who thought he could get some buffer time, looked at the scene in astonishment, and could only wail in his heart and continue to run. However, he didn't even need to look back to sense the enemy's rapid approach from the sound of the ground shaking slightly behind him and the extremely turbid breathing sound.

“Ah!! No!”

There is a saying that goes "Mistakes are made in a hurry." Du Yuqi was already being forced into a corner, and he didn't notice that there was a goblin under his feet that was not yet dead. As a result, it grabbed his calf in its dying struggle, and he immediately fell into the mud!

Upon seeing this scene, a strong smell of blood gushed out from the exploded nostrils of the horrible minotaur at the back, just like a train locomotive suddenly increasing its horsepower and spewing out a cloud of black smoke. It roared in excitement, then suddenly lifted up the bloodstained rusty steel pillar!

If the axe really fell down, Du Yuqi's only fate would be to immediately turn into a pool of meat paste and mix in the dirty water on this rainy night.

Fortunately, at this moment, a figure suddenly jumped out from the jungle!

Although the face of this figure could not be seen clearly, the posture of his attack was full of power. The figure seemed to be wrapped in a layer of light red mist. As soon as he appeared, a pungent smell of blood was added to the air.

Although the figure's face could not be seen clearly for a while due to the heavy rain, two ferocious and brutal red lights emanated from his eyes, full of power and madness!

Of course, what is more visually impactful is that this man has a mechanical glove on his right hand that is constantly rotating and buzzing. In the glove is a giant sword. Combined with the momentum of his attack, he has already gained the upper hand and is definitely not inferior to the huge Minotaur!

It was obvious that this person had been lurking nearby and spying for a long time, until the Minotaur aimed at Du Yuqi and revealed an obvious flaw, and then he rushed in.

As he approached, he immediately saw a terrifying red sword light bursting out from the giant sword in his hand. This sword light actually carried an extremely thick meaning. After the sword was slashed out, the blood-red sword light would actually remain in the air for several seconds, as if blood was splashing in the air.

And after the sword was swung, large amounts of blood spurted out from the body of the Minotaur that was cut. It was obvious that the sword was trembling subtly and skillfully during the process of being swung, causing the wound to be violently cut during the process of formation, resulting in terrible multiple injuries.

"Blood Rage!?"

Someone nearby was already shouting excitedly.

After the Minotaur was hit, it immediately let out a fierce and painful roar, staggered backward, and seemed to have no strength to fight back at all. The man who suddenly cut in and slashed four or five times in a row, then suddenly held the sword with both hands and made an upward motion.

It can be said that this upward force contained a huge suction force, because even Du Yuqi, who was five or six meters away, felt that he was pulled by a huge force in an instant and almost crashed into the opposite side.

At the same time, as the man moved upward, the blood-colored energy on his body and the blood spurting from the Minotaur all gathered towards the sword edge at the same time, then formed a huge blood-colored cross, which slowly cut towards the Minotaur.

Blood cross!

At this time, Du Yuqi, who was slumped next to him, had opened his eyes wide in surprise. He looked at the horrible minotaur struggling in pain under the cutting of the blood cross, and felt a rare feeling of exhaustion and relief in his heart.

At this time, he also saw clearly the black shadow that suddenly jumped out. The bearded middle-aged man was none other than Instructor Golas. He was wearing a heavy armor with a large number of metal components. His left wrist was tightly bound with chains that were deeply embedded in the flesh. There were also a large number of twisted and swollen blood vessels intertwined with the chains. There were also strange patterns on the skin of his left hand, as if there was a second heart or soul inside.

Looking at the Minotaur that was constantly cut and forced back by the blood cross, the middle-aged man who exuded the smell of blood all over his body let out a low roar, then jumped high. The giant sword in his hand drew an arc in the air, bringing out a dazzling blood light, and then he slashed down at the Minotaur in front of him with the force of a mountain pressing down on his head!