Several skeletons with marks discussed it and immediately started to act. The dark skeletons blended into the shadows and moved in the direction that had been explored long ago.
In underground caves, the skill of blending into shadows is very useful. The undead are already hidden, and after blending into the shadows, they become even more hidden. Moreover, there is a lack of light in the caves, and shadows are everywhere, which makes it easier for the dark skeletons to act.
The demonized minotaur had just fought a battle with the undead and killed a group of skeleton undead who wanted to ambush him. There were broken bones scattered around him, including more than twenty skeleton undead and a dozen skeleton beasts.
Wisps of soul fire were absorbed into his body along with his breathing. The demonized minotaur felt the constant changes in his body, with surprise in his eyes. Suddenly, his expression disappeared, and he turned his head to look into the darkness. He felt as if a pair of eyes were falling on him.
Undead?
The minotaur restrained his breath, clenched the oversized machete in his hand, and walked towards the darkness cautiously. He slashed the knife twice in the dark place, but touched nothing, and no undead suddenly jumped out. He frowned and took two steps back. He had clearly felt the prying eyes just now, so why was there nothing?
Could it be that I am wrong?
In the shadow cast by the cave wall, the dark skeleton shrank back inside again to hide himself better. He didn't expect that the demonized minotaur was so alert. He was discovered after just a glance. Fortunately, he was hiding in the darkness and the other party couldn't find his true whereabouts.
The demonized minotaur in front of him looked very different from other demonized minotaurs. Normal demonized minotaurs were close to 3 meters tall, but generally not taller than that. However, the one in front of him was estimated to be 3.5 meters tall and had a more robust physique.
His skin was gray, the gray of rock, covered with dark blue blood vessels that bulged as if there were earthworms under his skin, and a pair of bull-head horns curved backwards.
The dark skeleton switched to the perspective of life breath, and seeing the life breath on him that was like a blazing fire, he nodded, it was definitely him.
It dived into the darkness again, and the dark skeleton left silently.
Gone?
The demonized minotaur turned his head and looked into the darkness, where the dark skeleton was just now.
Although he failed to force the dark skeleton out, he was sure that someone was observing him. As a demonized creature, he believed in his sixth sense and intuition, which saved him many times.
It was not until just now that he felt the gaze that had been staring at him move away, and vaguely, a breath of air was also fading away at the same time.
What on earth is that thing, a ghost or something else?
The demonized minotaur felt something was wrong. No matter what it was, it would not be easy to deal with. He had to leave quickly.
The dark skeleton came to the other four marked skeletons and told them what he had seen. According to the original plan, the five skeletons walked towards the direction of the demonized minotaur.
That sight appeared again!
The demonized minotaur walking in the passage felt his heart tighten, he stopped and looked around vigilantly. This time it was no longer a simple observation, he felt the murderous intent, was the other party planning to attack?
Click.
A slight noise came from the darkness ahead, and the demonized minotaur's ears twitched.
They were undead, four of them, one of them was very tall and was holding a heavy object.
He was certain that there were definitely undead in front of him, because when the undead walked, the sound of their feet rubbing against the ground was different from that of these demonized creatures, and the friction sound was very obvious.
In the darkness, a figure slowly emerged and stood in front of him.
It was an undead, different from the undead he had killed before. The one in front of him was extremely tall. Although his height was very different from his own, it was really tall compared to other fragile undead. Moreover, this guy's weapon was actually a shield, two thick shields.
Defensive Undead?
The demonized minotaur pondered in his mind and raised his knife. If it was just one undead, he wouldn't care and was confident that he could solve it with two swords. However, the voice he just heard told him that there were not one but four opponents.
Sure enough, after this tall undead appeared, three more figures walked out. These three figures were obviously not as domineering as the previous undead, but they also looked different from the other undead.
when!
The two large shields came together, and the physical undead stood in front of the demonized minotaur, taking a defensive stance.
The demonized minotaur was too lazy to talk nonsense. They, the demonized creatures, and the undead were now mortal enemies. There was no need to waste time talking when they met. Just start fighting. He held the machete and rushed straight towards the physical undead, lying down with both hands and cutting horizontally.
The sharp blade rubbed against the surface of the shield and cut deeply into it, almost cutting the shield in two. However, after experiencing a series of blows, the shield finally held its ground.
Before the demonized minotaur could put away his knife, the violent skeleton burst into blood-red light all over his body. He took out a sword from somewhere, jumped up and slashed at the demonized minotaur's arm holding the knife.
Looking at the driver, the violent skeleton intends to chop off his arm with one axe to get rid of it once and for all. Without the arm, no matter how powerful the demonized minotaur is, it will be useless.
The demonized minotaur seemed to have anticipated this. He paused to put away his knife and immediately changed his moves. He flipped the machete in his hand very flexibly and swung it upwards, just blocking the axe of the violent skeleton.
The knife and axe blades intersected silently, and the machete's blade seemed to be cutting into plasticine. If the violent skeleton had not seen the danger and quickly put away the axe, the machete would have cut off a piece of it.
While the undead was retracting his axe, the demonized minotaur turned his sword again and blocked it at his side.
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