The fierce and warlike Minotaurs, who fell one by one on the road, were no more dignified than pigs to be slaughtered, and seemed to all of them like a dream of nothingness, which they still find difficult to believe.

Although the two sides were originally hostile, the shock of watching life disappear like a mustard still made everyone feel irrepressibly dry in their throats.

"Ahem. The lord cleared his throat, and the scene was immediately quiet as a pin drop, waiting for him to unravel the mystery.

"Hutt, go and get that shaman back for me first. As a result, as soon as he opened his mouth, he took the topic away.

Hurt whistled and led a few of his clansmen away.

"Richard, don't sell it. Anne had heard of his plans for a long time, but now that the dust had settled, she suddenly wanted to hear it again.

"Actually, it's not worth a penny, but you don't dare to think about it. "The lord has no intention of hiding it.

"The larger the life, the heavier the burden on the heart, which is the law of the operation of all things. Although the Minotaurs were good at fighting, after all, they were only mortals who could not escape the limit, and it was already very hard for their hearts to support such a large body. "To those who don't know the truth, Richard's current rhetoric is completely in the style of a master magician.

If only he knew a little magic.

True transmission of a sentence, some people who react quickly and have flexible brains, such as Robbie, have already shown an expression of sudden realization after hearing this sentence.

"Semi-madness, madness thaumaturgy, bloodthirsty thaumaturgy, although the effect is very good. But it will also further increase their cardiovascular burden, and the stone skin surgery is equivalent to increasing the weight ......"

"So so many burdens stacked up to push the limits of what the Minotaur could bear, causing a fatal acute visceral disease?" Robbie continued.

Richard gave him a thumbs up: "The young man is very clever!"

Speaking of which, it was the Minotaur that defeated the Minotaur with the strength of their own body, which they were most proud of. ”

"Boss, what if you can't break through. Gunther had a rare flash of inspiration in his head.

This question was an itch, and the lord hurriedly seized the opportunity to show his wisdom to the fullest, "Have you noticed that after blessing the madness thaumaturgy, many Minotaurs couldn't bear it and knelt directly on the ground, I made up my mind when I saw that scene." ”

"Think about it, how can an animal that is already on the verge of collapse bear to carry an extra bag of wheat flour?"

"Brother Richard, you are so wise!" Robbie was completely shocked by this unconventional whimsy, who would have thought that bloodthirsty thaumaturgy could be blessed by the enemy. For him, it was like seeing the clouds, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

"Extreme strength is often extreme vulnerability. Anne sighed.

"Ore that is too hard can crumble into slag with a light knock. Sendak was even more emotional.

In fact, this approach is only useful under very specific conditions. "Lord Lord is rarely humble, "Minotaur Three-Bladed height and semi-madness talent, bloodthirsty thaumaturgy and madness thaumaturgy, several conditions are missing, and it is basically impossible to replicate it again. ”

"And the target must be mortal, otherwise elemental resistance will greatly reduce the spell effect. Anne added.

"Yes. Richard nodded.

This is indeed the truth, if you want to use the blessing-type spell to use the effect of the lethal spell, the conditions are naturally extremely harsh. If you use it rashly, it is called a capital enemy, and you will go to the gallows.

"It's already an unexpected surprise to be able to use it once, and no matter how greedy you are, you will be abandoned by the gods. The old man Sendak was very open-minded, and his gray beard jumped with a smile, "Lord Richard's wisdom is truly impressive. ”

"I used the spell. Nehru muttered unwillingly.

The lord looked at Nehru and suddenly sneered twice, "Hehe!"

Since his debut, killing such a large number of strong enemies at one time is the first time for him that a big girl has been on a sedan chair.

Seeing the tall Minotaur fall one by one, he himself was actually more excited than anyone else, and the outward manifestation was that he began to spray wildly at poor Nehru.

"Lao Tzu knows that you have always been very unconvinced by me letting the second general be the team leader, but you are the only one who is a team member. Richard sat on a stone with a golden sword, surrounded by a crowd of dwarven people, a bit like a philosopher's sermon.

"You just think you're an old shaman and you're experienced, don't you?"

Nehru was silent, because that was what he really thought.

The sheer disparity in strength between wilderness shamans is often not very exaggerated, so experience is particularly important, and generally speaking, the older you get, the more popular you are. Nehru has participated in countless tribal dumps in his life, and it stands to reason that he is definitely an old fritter in the industry.

But the experience he had dismissed was utterly ignored in Alpine Castle – not contempt, not contempt, disregard, utter disregard.

"If Lao Tzu has ten spellcasters, that is one team leader and eight deputy team leaders, and you will honestly continue to be a team member. Why? Because you might as well have no experience. Richard's mouth was obviously not full of dirty words, but every word was poked in Nehru's heart.

He sat on the ground dejected, his eyebrows drooping. I can't figure out why those painstaking experiences, those secret experiences of generations of masters and apprentices, and those lessons learned from escaping death have become "better than nothing".

"Not convinced?" The lord knew well that a slap should give a sweet date, and reached out to pull Nehru up and press him to the side and sit down, and his tone was much more relaxed.

"Alpine Fort will inevitably become formalized and high-end in the future, and your experience is all at the level of Clash of Clans, which is too low-end!" Richard said slowly, shaking his head, "A canvas that has been painted is more inappropriate than a blank piece of paper." ”

He wasn't talking nonsense, thanks to the blessings of the information society, and the lord's vision in this regard was so big that it was by no means imaginable by the natives who were still struggling with a few hairs in their heads.

"Let's just say that the Minotaur shaman, who likes to go off the rails with a sword and leave no room for it, makes gimmicks like 'double madness', and the result is that everyone is walking a tightrope to take risks, and once they are found to be weak, they don't know how to die. Richard pointed in the direction Minotaur had come, "But before the accident, he must have felt as good about himself as you did." ”

The wilderness is a desert for spellcasters, and both shamans and mages are extremely rare. Wild boys like Nehru or the hapless guy out there rarely think about what to do if they are countered by the opposing spellcaster, because the probability of a peer fight is too low.