Chapter 100: Not Alone in the Fight

Life sucks!

In the blink of an eye, three minotaurs had been killed at Sophie's hands.

Around the wooden platform, there are not only minotaurs, but also two demonic beasts that are being domesticated by orcs.

However, just when the monster was cunning and wanted to sneak up on this sturdy woman with the fierce minotaur, suddenly, they noticed that the black thing hanging from the woman's chest turned back and smiled cruelly at them.

Oh my God, it's so scary, it scares the beast to death! Just now, he brutally ate a human demonic beast, and at this moment, he didn't care about the grace of this rice, and turned his head and fled.

There are also seven minotaurs, but the reason why the minotaurs are called minotaurs is not only because they think they are the elite of the beast race, but also because they have an IQ that is no less than that of humans.

Most people think that orcs are low-level creatures that can only think with muscles, but in fact, as orcs, they are just too lazy to think most of the time, because problems that can be easily solved by force, why bother the beast's brain? A weak human who can be flattened with a stick, what tactics do you need to study?

However, this moment is different. Because, in the eyes of the minotaur, the woman in front of her is no longer a human being, she is simply a demon, specializing in wiping her neck.

Although their companions died tragically in front of them, although the strength was constantly passing, the Minotaur was worthy of being a Minotaur, and he could still keep a cool head in the state of bloodthirstiness, and they began to disperse and outflank, and used the totem pole to firmly protect their neck, not giving Sophie a chance.

Sophie's cold eyes flashed with a cold light, did she think it would be useful?

The answer is yes, it works, and the ash often works! Sophie, who was killing all sides just now, was smashed by the totem pole in the blink of an eye, and she didn't dare to stop for a moment.

At present, according to the weakness of the minotaur, if Sophie wants to run, the minotaur will never be able to catch up, but the problem is that Sophie does not want to run, because in the embarrassed dodge, the thigh of the minotaur was cut off by the sharp dagger and the blood marks were almost boneless. The dagger that the hip-hop knight gave Sophie was not comparable to the apprentice knight's sword that cost a gold coin at wholesale.

The minotaur is getting weaker and weaker, not because he is tired, but because the wounds on his body have deepened again, and the pain and bleeding are nothing to the tough minotaur warriors, but the faint blood-colored aura under Sophie's feet is like a talisman, and he keeps slowly inhaling the essence of life into Sophie's body, the weaker the enemy, the more spiritual Sophie is.

The incandescent sword light lit up from behind the minotaur, illuminating Sophie's innocent face, and at this moment, this face was full of confident smiles, because she was not fighting alone.

Getting a brief respite, Jestis, without being suppressed, finally showed the true strength of the Cavaliers captain.

The incandescent sword slashed, and the transaction difference type slashed from behind the minotaur who was besieging Sophie head-on. This was a standard cross slash, but under the sword of Jestis, it was not slashed squarely, but was tilted forty-five degrees by Jestis, and slashed in an X-shape.

The unsuspecting minotaur was suddenly slashed by the cross slash and crashed to the left and right sides, and the central intersection of the cross slash happened to pass over Sophie's head, which was breathtakingly accurate.

Sophie, of course, would not waste this great opportunity, as soon as she was short, she kicked hard under her feet, and the whole person flew out sideways with her back to the ground, and her feet were pressed together against the knees of the minotaur on the right, which was a fierce flying shovel.

There is nothing wrong with it, it is a flying shovel, don't forget, before coming to this world, our lovely Sophie, that is, Li Baoan, but the goalkeeper of the school team, for the proper means of opening the black, as long as the goal is not shot through by the opponent, the goalkeeper will not be taboo at all.

If it is an ordinary person who is hit in the knee by this flying shovel, it is estimated that this person will be on crutches for the rest of his life. But the strong minotaur, who seemed to have muscles in his bones, was subjected to such a ferocious flying shovel that his originally fragile knees did not make a sound of fractures. Despite this, the huge body was still flying with a gorgeous shovel, and the body was lying sideways to the ground.

It's just that when the minotaur's face was eighteen .7 centimeters from the ground, a sharp edge flashed in the minotaur's eyes. The minotaur grows its mouth and wants to roar, but it can't make a sound, because the throat is already breathing.

Four!

Maybe it's the bright sword of Jastis, or maybe it's because the minotaurs originally belonged to the dark camp and had an inherently antipathy to the power of light. At the moment when the sword light up, the minotaurs on the left and right turned around in unison, their fiery snorts erupting into white lines, and their bloodshot eyeballs burst out with murderous gazes.

However, gaze does not kill, only weapons can kill.

With a pop, almost inaudible sound, the minotaur approaching the edge of the wooden platform suddenly felt his heart pierced by a cold, sharp object. Desperate eyes on the palpitating woman, who was still inflicting more wounds on her companion, but the breath of life had gradually begun to move away from the minotaur's body.

In the shadow of the minotaur, Norman silently pulled out the dagger, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, Sophie, you are not fighting alone!

In just a few minutes, ten elite minotaur warriors were halved, and even the undead would not believe that these minotaurs had died at the hands of two humans and an orc traitor. Although the Minotaur is not the strongest among the orcs, it is the most indestructible existence in the battle column, although the Minotaur cannot be said to be one against ten, but it will definitely not lose to a human with equal strength in a one-on-one battle.

However, the fact is that it happened in front of him, the minotaur seemed to be cursed, struggling to move, getting weaker and weaker, on the other hand, the great sword of Jestis became more and more powerful, and the incandescent sword was suppressed so that the minotaur could not enter for a while.

The current situation has been completely reversed, from the siege of the orcs at the beginning, to the current situation, it seems that the three of Jestis want to wipe out the orcs!

The minotaur who was under the effect of the bloodsucking aura finally ran out of strength, and his movements became stiff and sluggish, Norman once again solved one with a precise backstab, and Sophie had already used a cooked throat cut to solve four without much effort.

Just as Sophie rushed towards the last of the minotaurs, Jestis roared in grief, "Keep one for me!" ”

Norman was stunned for a moment, and then said, the heroic and righteous Mr. Knight, it seems that from the beginning to the present, the results have been zero!

The big sword split the totem pole of the minotaur with one sword, and the minotaur, who was extremely weak, felt that the totem pole that was usually handy was weighed by a thousand catties at the moment, and the totem pole in his hand was actually split by a sword.

Sprint to hit, pick up, slash down!

Just as Jestis was preparing to make a magnificent cross kill for the poor minotaur, Sophie saw five fingers and the minotaur was relieved.

The sharp cross slash, the gorgeous impact on the lifeless body of the minotaur, Jastis did not have the slightest joy, only grief and indignation: not even one!