After receiving Sacheri's order, the demonized creatures immediately dispersed, each chose a passage and drilled in, and continued running without looking back. After all, they lived underground and were more familiar with the passages.
However, there was a demonized minotaur who stayed behind, carrying a thick stone pillar and turned around to face the ferocious skeleton wolf charging towards him.
The Skeleton Wasteland Wolf doesn't care who the opponent is. Since the enemy has stopped, there is no hesitation. Attack!
Three skeleton wolves kicked their legs, jumped up from the ground and pounced on the demonized minotaur. Two streams of black air spurted out of the demonized minotaur's nose. He grasped one end of the stone pillar with both hands, swung the stone pillar with force, and smashed it towards the skeleton wolves in mid-air.
With one move, he swept through the enemy, covering the three skeleton wasteland wolves and smashing them hard on the waist. Wolves are creatures with copper heads, iron tails and tofu waists. Even if they have turned into skeleton undead, the bones on their waists are their weaknesses. When they were hit by the stone pillars, their bones flew everywhere and scattered all over the ground.
Huh?!
Seeing his own victory, the demonized minotaur was stunned.
It breaks just like that, so simple?
These wolf-shaped skeletons in front of me don’t seem as scary as I thought.
Before he could think about it, the other skeleton wolves had already pounced on him. Seeing this, the Minotaur roared and rushed forward, dancing the stone pillar in his hand with great vigor. Relying on the heavy weapons and the narrow passage, he actually held all the skeleton wolves by himself.
It has to be said that there are still many warriors in the Komeran City Guards, and they have their own strategies. For example, in the current situation, some people will automatically stay behind to cover the retreat, without the need for orders from a captain like Sacheri.
As the battle went on, the demonized minotaur became more and more confident. He found that he and others had overestimated the undead. These wolf-shaped skeletons looked fierce, but in fact, apart from being faster, they were not as ferocious as the demonized wasteland wolves. In the narrow passage, these wolf-shaped skeletons could not exert their full speed and their combat effectiveness also dropped sharply.
Several times, he had been bitten by the skeleton wolves, but the armor on his body protected him and the skeletons could not break his defense at all.
The undead are not as powerful as we imagined, they are even very weak. Alas, it's all the fault of the legend, and we still think that the undead are so powerful.
If all the undead had such combat power, they wouldn't have to run so miserably. Even if they fought with them, they could still escape calmly.
The demonized minotaur swung the stone pillar in his hand to knock away the skeleton wolves that kept rushing towards him. During this time, the skeleton undead had already staggered and caught up with him.
Hey, those skeletons are catching up with us too. That’s good. I can test your quality!
The demonized minotaur once again knocked away several skeleton wolves that were charging towards him, twisted his shoulders, looked down on the approaching skeleton undead, and black air spewed out of his nostrils again. His black bull hooves dug the ground, his eyes fixed on the skeleton undead in front of him, he lowered his head, and hugged the stone pillar in his arms.
charge--
Amidst the dull sound, the demonized minotaur charged at the skeleton undead without hesitation. With his two horns and totem pole, he charged forward directly into the group of skeleton undead. Bones flew all over the sky, and one by one the skeleton undead were picked up by his horns and thrown aside.
After rushing out more than thirty meters into the pile of undead, the demonized minotaur stopped, stood up, and threw away the stone pillar in his arms. He swept around and smashed the surrounding skeleton undead. He lowered his head and rushed back.
No one could stop him from going back and forth. Neither the skeleton undead nor the skeleton wasteland wolves could do anything to him.
Rushing out of the pile of skulls and returning to his original place, the demonized minotaur turned his head to look at the undead behind him, then slowly turned around with a look of sarcasm on his face.
That’s it?
If it can't even stop a charge, it's nothing.
Just when he was feeling proud, he suddenly discovered that the undead he had smashed to pieces was actually moving, picking up the bones that had fallen on the ground, pressing them back onto its body, and soon it stood up intact.
Oh, so it can be done this way. No wonder the legend says that the undead are immortal. The reason is this: even if they are broken into pieces, they can be put together again.
The demonized minotaur suddenly realized that the undead in front of them were very fragile. With the physique of warriors like them, they could easily beat them apart. But the problem was that after being beaten apart, they would stand up again. It was completely a matter of physical strength and consumption.
No wonder when I was fighting with the wolf-shaped skeletons just now, I always felt like I could never kill them all. It seems that it’s not that they can’t be killed all, but that they are constantly piecing together and reorganizing.
But he also discovered that some of the undead were never able to get up again after they were shattered. Those undead had their heads smashed.
Well, it seems that the undead’s weakness is their head. As long as their head is smashed, they won’t be able to get up.
This demonized minotaur is not stupid at all, and he does not have the honesty of a normal minotaur. Under the influence of demonic energy, he becomes cunning and clever.
He wasn't completely sure whether smashing the undead's head would kill them, so he had to experiment to find out.
The Minotaur grabbed the totem pole and was about to move forward when he suddenly discovered that the undead group was in chaos. A fiery red light shone through the group of undead, flickering and knocking the undead all over the place.
What is that, an enemy, a demonic beast, or my ally?
Finally, the undead in the front were knocked away, and the fiery red figure revealed its true appearance. It was a group of... pig skeletons...
The raging giant skeleton porpoise was like a pig that broke out of the circle and ran towards the stone trough. It was so fast and so fearless, with a fiery red aura of violence wrapped around its body. It would not let go of any undead that blocked its way. As for the demonized minotaur that blocked its way in front, it was almost immediately identified as an enemy.
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