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Giant minotaur idols can be seen almost everywhere in berserker tribes, large and small.

The Berserker Alliance once dominated the entire Savage Continent, and in the belief of a Berserker, there will always be a Minotaur who wields a heavy sword and cuts through all the thorns along the way.

As the Berserker adhorites: "A minotaur hoplite can hit half a wall!! ”

And I don't know when it began, the real Minotaur lived in a remote and magnificent temple, hiding from the world!

As you can see with your own eyes, the appearance of the minotaur is a mixture of human and bull features.

It has a bulky and powerful humanoid shape, two horns that bend upwards, a cow's tail, and the head of a bull, which is most different from the human race.

The snowflakes fluttered, turning the entire earth under your feet into a white world.

“…… The Minotaur Prophet told me that he felt the power of the new gods replacing the old ones, and along the rugged mountain path, across the peaks, over the glaciers, to the Alpha Forest, along a small river, the Minotaur would find a fertile plain. There, a mighty empire rises that will have the ability to call on an entire savage continent. ”

The black mane fluttered in the wind on his chest, and the mist shrouded the empire of the distant plains, and under this layer of mist, there seemed to be infinite possibilities.

At this time, you can see that the broken horn showed a blank look, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "The pattern of the Savage Continent has changed. The glory of Berserker League is history. The berserker humans no longer believe in the Minotaur Prophet, but are changing. At the time of the arrival of the second era, the Minotaur Temple had to choose its own belonging. ”

Below the neck, the hair on the upper body of the minotaur is luxuriant, and the hair on the head and neck is coarse and heavy.

Just looking at the ornaments on its horns, it is clear that the Minotaur takes pride in his horns, and the size, color, and sharpness of the horns often indicate a Minotaur's status in his society.

In a team of minotaurs, the minotaur with the sharpest and strongest horns, he is always at the forefront of the team.

Broken Horn is such a minotaur leader. His horns. There is also the totem pole he carries on his shoulder, which already explains his identity.

"Minotaur warriors, we have bypassed the Alpha Forest and our final destination is not far away. No need to accumulate excess energy. We will continue to move forward in this stormy and snowy weather! A rising empire is just around the corner! ”

Winding procession. Walking on heavy steps, staring at the wind and snow, the thick trench coat has long been tattered from the long journey. Minotaur hair, which appears to be only black or brown.

Some intricate patterns, which seem to be important to the Minotaurs, can be found on their clothing, armor, weapons, and even skin.

While the Minotaur is very calm most of the time, when in battle or in a state of rage, the Minotaur is a mad beast!

This can be seen from their trench coats, which are complete ogre skins.

As for the weapon used by the minotaur, it was not so much a heavy sword as a mace.

It was clearly a long and thick giant piece of iron, which was more appropriate to say that it was used to cut people, rather than smash.

There was a roar of a giant eagle in the sky. Fell to the ground and turned into a heavily armed elven shooter. He glanced at the long line of minotaurs and warned him, "Minotaurs, you have set foot on the territory of the Spartan Empire, and you had better tell us where you came from before I send a warning." ”

Looking at the scene in front of him, the bull's nose raised by the broken horn seemed to be moving.

"Spartan Empire!? …… If the Minotaur Prophet is right, this is the empire I seek. But my prophet told me that it was a human empire, not a wood elf. ”

Without hesitation, Broken Corner swung a double fist and slammed it into the opponent's body like a spring. A leap over, a spin of the leg and a heavy kick. The wood elf directly took a dozen steps backwards, spit out a mouthful of blood, and quickly flew into the sky in the form of a giant eagle, and then quickly disappeared when the broken corner took off the shoulder totem pole, returning to the natural greenway holy city.

"This world is full of all kinds of strange powers, this should be one of the eight temples in the mouth of the prophet, and the minotaurs should be cautious." Looking at the giant eagle that suddenly disappeared, the broken horn shook off the big stride and walked awkwardly.

Suddenly, grabbing the totem pole in his hand, he stomped his feet and shook his arms, and the lines of the totem pole were as bright red as molten iron, with a thin burst of light, illuminating the rough cheeks of the broken corners.

Totem pole -- forbidden space!

From now on, even a bird that passes over the head of the minotaur will be caught by the magnetic force of the totem pole and cause it to fall.

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The clouds gradually expand in the sky before the blizzard arrives, contributing to the onset of the blizzard.

Back in Sparta, the blessing of the eight-star brutal attribute disappeared without a trace. It brought clarity and peace back to Aaron's eyes. "In the forbidden curse, the blood is too heavy. And to sum up the lesson of this time, the so-called summoning may also be a trap. ”

Because the killing in the summoned by the forbidden spell cannot be controlled, it is called the forbidden curse, so it is feared by the world.

It stands to reason that this would have been understandable, but Aaron didn't like the brutal attribute that manipulated him very much. An all-out war with the Central Empire was imminent, and he was no longer allowed to take risks.

Standing in the majestic corner of the Imperial Palace, you can condescend and look at the real Spartan plain.

The blizzard is getting more and more violent, and in such weather, people's noses and cheeks are more frozen, and the cold air pours into the thick collar more frequently, and the clothes need to be wrapped more tightly.

The sleigh carrying the supplies rolled over the smooth ice as the snow on the ground was blown away by the wind.

"My Emperor, in the southwest of the plain, I found traces of the Minotaur."

Hearing the report of the Greenway Holy City warriors, Aaron casually carved this message on the wooden stump.

His eyes were staring at the snowflakes, as if he felt a strong light shining on the snow-white fields, the horizon was greatly widened, and the low, dark sky suddenly disappeared, and in all directions, only the white diagonal lines formed by the falling snow could be seen.

In the wilderness, the wind stubbornly blows everything in one direction. On the right, on the left, everywhere was white and gray.

Aaron's eyes tried to find something fresh, but couldn't: not a signpost, not a pile of hay, nothing to see, a patch of snow everywhere.

The wind seemed to be starting to change direction, and after a while, it blew head-on, blowing snowflakes that covered my eyes.

When Aaron wrapped his cotton clothes tightly and tried to wrap his body tighter, the snow that fell on his collar and hat slipped through his neck, and he shivered a little with the cold.

The winters in the Savage Continent are not only long, but also very cold! (To be continued......)