Chief Angus sat upright in his tent, and when he heard the footsteps of Seer and Diqiao walking in, he raised his eyes and a smile appeared on his solemn face.

"Xianjue, you're here. Zur said that you entered the country quickly, and it was true. ”

Xianjue said modestly: "Where is it, there is still a long way to go." ”

Angus nodded with satisfaction, "This war can also be regarded as an experience for you. I hope that after the baptism of war, your priesthood will be clearer and clearer. ”

Xianjue asked, "Who are you fighting with?" The teacher didn't elaborate when I left. ”

Angus frowned, shook his head and said, "It's not a human, it's a demon." ”

"Demon?" the seer repeated in a low voice.

Shen Yuan, who was outside the "Demon ???!!!" scene, almost jumped to his feet and screamed.

Angus said, "Not bad. Since last month, some teleportation magic arrays have begun to appear inexplicably in various parts of the Dragon Soul World, from which a large number of demons have been teleported. They are murderous and have no possibility of peaceful coexistence, so we can only strangle them in the situation of war. ”

As he spoke, Angus pulled out a head from a fishy-smelling box on the side. The section of the skull was still dripping with purple blood downward, the head was born with two horns, the face was covered with black scales, the fangs were sharp, and the expression was extremely terrifying.

"This is our enemy. Angus looked deep and gently placed the head in his hand on the table.

Xianjue looked at it seriously, nodded and said, "Understood, when are we leaving?"

"I mobilized before the war in the afternoon and left in the evening. ”

When the sun was about to set and the sun began to fade, the Cloudless Cliffs gathered in the central square under the call of Chief Angus.

Angus carried the purple-blooded demon skull in one hand and walked onto the high platform.

His reddened bull's eyes swept around, and a solemn silence spread.

"Demons are encroaching on our homes. Angus raised the demon skull in his hand high, his voice low and majestic.

"The armor is already on the body, and the blood-colored war paint represents the determination of the Cloudless Cliff......!"

"Kill them!!!" Angus' tearing roar rolled and thundered over the cloudless cliffs.

Countless tomahawks and spears were held high into the sky, shimmering in the sun.

The stubborn bull-headed people in the audience had red eyes one by one, and shouted almost like madness:

"Kill them!"

"Kill them!"

"Kill them!"

Outside the scene, Shen Yuan trembled, his legs were weak, and he sat on the ground weakly.

The seer who was in it was unaware, and even was infected by the atmosphere on the cloudless cliff, and raised the battle axe in his hand above his head, roaring wildly. Because he's not a real minotaur after all.

But for Shen Yuan, everything he saw in front of him was so ridiculous, so unreal, so frightening.

The Minotaurs on the Cloudless Cliff have always been a peace-loving race, and unless they are bullied to the doorstep, the Minotaurs rarely show their strong physical fitness to the outside world.

Every time he mobilized before the war, Angus had to carefully list all kinds of reasons for having to fight, and his mouth was dry, so that he could finally get countless blank eyes and helpless nods from the minotaurs.

The Minotaurs who roared incessantly in the scene were definitely not the ethnic groups that Shen Yuan was familiar with.

"Let's go!" Angus waved his hand and took the lead in carrying the battle axe to the bottom of the cloudless cliff.

Prophet also followed Angus, accompanied by the majestic war drums unique to the Minotaurs, and stepped into this war that should not have existed.

After descending the mountain, he realized that the situation on this continent was far more critical than he had imagined.

Almost every few kilometers in a radius, there would be traces of demon teleportation arrays, and a large number of demons were hovering around.

The strength of these demons is not very strong, most of them are between the ascending realm and the subtle realm, and there are occasional leaders of the Heart Flame Realm, and their combat power is not more than Erer.

But the advantage is that there are many of them, and groups of carp are like carp crossing the river, and when they see a living thing, they will roar and slaughter it, and they will not die.

As soon as the Cloudless Cliff army left the foothills, it fell into a series of bloody battles.

But these minotaurs, who have become extremely belligerent for some reason, seem to enjoy the feeling of fighting monsters, and the more they fight, the more courageous they become. Even some fighters had half of their shoulders bitten off, but after they were hastily bandaged, they plunged into another battle until they died of exhaustion.

Although Xianjue didn't quite understand where the exuberant fighting spirit of these minotaurs came from, he was just as excited.

He studied on the Void Floating Island for a whole year, and his theoretical knowledge was extremely rich, but his practical experience was almost zero. Occasionally, he and Zuer dismantled the sacrificial technique, but it was only to the point, and he really used the sacrificial technique to attack the enemy.

Therefore, seeing the demons killing one after another under their own flame storm and frost cold rock thorns, and feeling the admiring gaze cast by their comrades, he felt heartfelt satisfaction.

Under the sacrifice of the army of the Cloudless Cliff, the demons in the plains around the Cloudless Cliff and the Stoneclaw Mountains were wiped out, and the teleportation arrays that appeared everywhere were also destroyed by the priests with spells, and the situation improved a lot.

But Xianjue's brow furrowed more and more.

He didn't know why the minotaurs were so murderous and angry. At first, he didn't notice it, but as time went on, he felt more and more incredible.

It's hard to imagine that a vegetarian race that lives on cloudless cliffs all day long, and rarely interacts with the outside world, could be so murderous and so crazy in battle.

Many minotaurs ran into Angus's tent every day, demanding to march deeper into the Stonetalon Mountains to strangle the demons within.

But the days of fighting have taken a turn for the worse of the army, more than half of the wounded soldiers are exhausted, the baggage is exhausted, and the physical strength of the soldiers is also worrying.

Prophet had long since changed from a charging priest to a doctor in charge of water elemental healing spells, but even if he tried his best to show the advanced elemental knowledge that Zur had taught him to the fullest, it could only slightly alleviate the damage of the army, but it could not solve the problem fundamentally.

Listening to the noisy roars and proposals in Angus's military tent, the prescient felt that the hairs all over his body stood upside down.

These minotaurs only think about rushing and galloping in the demon herd, but they don't even think rationally about the gains and losses of the entire race in this war.

Xianjue hesitated for a long time, and finally stomped his foot fiercely and opened the curtain of the Angus military tent.

Angus sat in the tent with a gloomy face, surrounded by bare-eyed minotaurs.

One by one, they waved their fists and shouted for Angus to give them the order to enter the depths of the Stonetalon Mountains.

Xianjue let out a deep sigh, and the sound that burst out of his mouth clearly echoed in the entire military tent under the action of the wind element.

"You've got enough! Look back at your comrades! Which one doesn't have bandages? Which tomahawk doesn't have a curly blade? You just want to go into the Stonetalon Mountains and kill yourself, but have you thought about the consequences?"