"Your strength is strong enough for me to escape from endless reincarnation, great warrior ......"

The giant bull let out a final sigh as its arms hung heavily on the ground, its horns resting against the sand to support its massive body.

"Do you not want to fall to the ground until you die? If you're not a monster, I'd love to have a drink with you and talk about the past. Draenor felt his limbs become extremely heavy, and quickly held on to the stone wall to keep it from falling to the ground.

He reached out and ripped open his worn shirt, his ribcage seemingly fully restored, but the weightlessness that could faint at any moment still haunted his brain.

Draenor opened his palm in front of him, his palm stained with his own blood, it seemed that even if the "White Refining Fire" gave him a strong recovery ability, he would not be able to recover the lost blood in a short time.

There was a sudden burning heat in his chest, and it must be his own beast heart that was starting to haunt him again. Draenor quickly pressed his hand against his chest, but in addition to his own strong muscles, he could clearly feel a hard solid.

When I looked down, it turned out to be a pitch-black gemstone fragment. It should have been the moment he stabbed the giant bull with his horn and shattered the gem on its chest, but he didn't expect this thing to be impartial and right on his chest.

The shards of the gem were stuck in the middle of the ribs like parasites, and no matter how much they played with it, they couldn't get rid of it.

"Minotaur, never die......" Draenor heard a low lament, convinced it was coming from his head.

A strong hurricane suddenly blew in front of him, and Draenor covered his face with his palms and squinted his eyes to look ahead. The figure of the giant bull had vanished, replaced by a withered human corpse.

A terrifying thought cleared through Delano's mind. The previous behemoth was not the main body of the Minotaur at all, the real behemoth had been wiped out thousands of years ago, but it was only it that died, and its soul turned into rock waiting for the arrival of a new host. The behemoth that was defeated in front of him was just one of the countless victims of the Minotaur......

"In other words......" Draenor stared at the fragment embedded in his chest, could it be that even if he escaped the torture of the "White Refining Fire", he would inevitably be involved in this endless reincarnation?

No, the voice was gone, and his sanity was still clear. He quickly touched his forehead, and it seemed that there was no sign of turning into a giant bull for the time being.

All in all, let's find someone else and get back to the surface.

"Cooper...... Jeana! Draenor tried his best to stay awake and move forward. The temperature in the underground was almost below zero, and if you passed out under such circumstances, you might have woken up standing on the edge of the River Styx.

"Blue-haired boy! It doesn't matter if you want it! Ay? Where the hell did it go? Cooper groped his way to Draenor's voice, and he didn't hear a single sound from the beast.

"It's dead, and you can't see with your eyesight. Let's get moving, we need to find Vicky first. Draenor grabbed Cooper's head and turned him around. The dwarven uncle whispered, and took Jeanne on his shoulder, and followed him on.

A broken stone slab appeared in front of him, the outline of which was clear, and it appeared to be part of a labyrinth that had fallen from the top of his head. But the vision was so dim that Draenor could barely see a gap more than a meter high under the stone slabs, and it was possible to pass through it.

Just as Cooper approached the stone slab, he suddenly felt something dripping on the top of his head, it felt cold, and he quickly wiped it on the top of his head, what kind of liquid was it, and it also exuded a faint scent of roses.

"What, it's blood. I'm worried if it's bird poop! Cooper wiped his palm behind his back, intending to crouch down and cut through the gap left by the stone slab.

"Blood? Cooper, wait a minute! Draenor quickly pulled out of the gap and called out to him. This uncle is really old, and his reaction is so slow, and it is certainly not an accident that blood droplets will fall from the top of his head in such a hidden place. And the moment he got close to the slate, he also smelled the faint scent of roses.

This situation also means...... Draenor quickly raised his head and took a closer look at the stone slab, from the current angle, it was obvious that there was a humanoid silhouette on the stone slab, and it had a spear stuck in its chest, it was definitely not a relief!

"It's Vicky! Cooper, put Jeanne on my side! Draenor said excitedly, crossing his fingers and grabbing the soles of Cooper's feet to push him up.

Cooper reached out and grabbed the spear with the help of a thrust, and Viklico's whole body was firmly nailed to the stone slab by the spear.

"Damn, it's moving!" Cooper swung his body to pull out the spear, but the weapon did not respond, how hard it took the bull to nail it to death!

He gripped the shaft of the spear with both hands, and his feet were on the stone slab to keep it vertical, "It's rude, Princess Vicky. ......He exerted all his strength, tensing his muscles like a tug-of-war. With a shudder, Cooper flew to the side with the spear he had drawn from the slate.

Draenor quickly opened his arms and took Vicilico firmly in his arms, her body was as light as a feather, but her skin was hot, like an egg that had just been fished out of a pot.

When he tried to stop the bleeding for Viklico, he found that her wound was long gone, leaving only the crimson "V" birthmark on her chest.

He quickly pressed his ear to Viklico's chest, "Thank goodness, and the heartbeat...... But that's also jumping too fast, right? Draenor looked up at Vikirico's sleeping face, her heart running wild like a wild horse, but she still looked unconscious.

Draenor wasn't aware of the Misarean Blood Sect's bodily functions, but it looked like a reaction to a human fever, perhaps due to an infection from the remaining wounds in his body. Cooper held his waist in one hand and handed forward a roll of sheepskin, the same map they had used before, and it seemed that it would be of greater use now.

The two of them put their hands together and wrapped the sheepskin around Viklico's body, and although there was no exit nearby, there was still a cold wind blowing incessantly, and it would be troublesome if the condition worsened under such conditions.

Cooper fumbled for the spear in his hand, it seemed to have changed slightly, the original inscription turned into a slightly prickly thorn, could it be that it was accidentally damaged when it was pulled out?

The two in the team, who were still conscious, carried Viklico and Jeanne on their shoulders and continued along the path of the rift.

The hands on Delano's pocket watch spun rapidly, and the night passed. The shadows on the left wall faded downward, and the sun rose again in the east.

Draenor hadn't paid attention to the direction of the compass before, the sunlight was coming overhead, and the shadow of the cliff on the right fell on the stone wall on the left, indicating that the path of the rift was running in a north-south direction.

He quickly pulled out his compass, one end of which pointed straight to the path they were heading. "Looks like it's on the right track, Cooper! We wasted no time, the road leads right to the south! ”

Draenor retracted his smile shortly after saying that, although Cooper's body seemed to be fine, he had probably reached the limit of his physical strength after fighting the giant bull for so long. There's also Vicky Ric, whose body is stiff and hot as if it's covered in a cocoon, and she doesn't know how long it will last.

"Although everyone looks miserable, at least we are reunited!" Cooper patted Draenor's thigh and said with a wry smile as he held his aching back with one hand.

"Not really," Draenor said he wished he could be as optimistic as Cooper could be no matter what, and he sighed as he looked at the three people around him, "but this kind of 'reunion' is really unexpected. ”

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