When the chains wrapped around the arms are untied, the spirits move freely. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Marcos whispered, "Purmont." As before, a green circle slowly emerged around him.

The monsters began to slow down, their minds began to be devoured, and the hideous face of the green ghost seemed to tell all enemies: I will take away all your thoughts and emotions, and only your poor shell remains.

Marcos' left hand once again condensed a powerful ghost aura, and after a slight adjustment, a ghost slash was sent out from the Tai Knife. As before, all the monsters that were touched by this dark aura turned into a black smoke and disappeared in place. However, the attack was not over, only to see Marcos quickly slash the knife horizontally, and then rush forward with a sliding step. The ghost aura condensed again, and with Pu Ermeng's hideous face, the sword with the aura of the green ghost god swept across the monster's body again.

"What are you shit, what are you doing standing still, kill them, kill them!!" Sauta was already in hysterics, wondering why his men were all like walking corpses, feeling that his domination and dignity were destroyed at this moment.

The white bull-headed guards began to move, and they joined the fray with their axes.

"I'll leave the white ones to me. Marcos said a brief word, and then rushed at the four bull-headed guards with his knife.

It's not clear exactly what happened, but Carl and Freya know it's more important to deal with the enemy in front of them first.

Under the influence of Purmont, the monsters were simply unable to make any substantial counterattacks. This turned into a one-sided slaughter, and under the powerful fire of Carl and Freya, the monsters fell almost like mowing grass. After seeing the terrifying effect of Plemon, the two knew in their hearts that there was no suspense in this battle.

Accompanied by two blue-white moon-shaped sword qis, a white bull-headed guard was chopped into four pieces along with its axe. Markos then switched from holding a knife in one hand to holding a knife in both hands, and then ran towards the second bull-headed guard in a pick-up motion. The full moon-shaped yellow sword qi burst out from the Tai Sword, like a knife splitting a round of bright moon, accompanied by the blood of the bull head guard, the Tai Dao also split this round of full moon in half at the same time.

They don't know what fear is, because they think they're proud minotaurs. Even if a colleague is easily killed in front of their eyes, they will not take a step back, perhaps because it is about some kind of dignity that they cannot understand as human beings.

The blue light lit up in front of the remaining two bull-headed guards, perfectly covering all the angles in front of the bull-headed guards that could attack them.

"This is the proud defense of the Minotaurs, ridiculous humans, you will not be able to defeat Lord Sauta. The bull-headed guard roared.

An afterimage gradually appeared behind Marcos, and a demonic black figure slowly appeared, those dark eyes seemed to be able to see through the hearts of all enemies. The black scarf fluttered in the wind around the ghost's neck, and it smiled hideously, watching the bull-headed guard's every move between the sword and the axe.

Marcos began to move, and an afterimage dragged behind him, and he only took two steps forward, and his black figure disappeared into place as if it had never existed in this world.

"Come out of here, you coward, and I'll chop you to pieces!" the bull-headed guard was furious, and he craned his neck and roared.

The light of the knife appeared behind the bull-headed guard, and the expression on its face changed from anger to pain, and it gradually fell forward. Black replaced white, and Marcos stood behind it, the sword in his hand stained with its own blood.

Reacting too slowly will always be the Achilles heel of these minotaurs. By the time the last minotaur realized what had happened, the black knife had pierced through its body. Its eyes widened and it wailed, pain and reluctance mixed with what little thought it had left. The black knife relentlessly pulled out of its body, taking away its last thoughts. The lifeless shell fell to the ground, signaling the departure of another life.

"Looks like it's just the two of us, Mr. Sauta. Marcos turned, and a voice came out of his mouth without a hint of emotion.

"Hah, you think you've won? I'll tell you what power is, absolute power! When I chop you into meat sauce, you'll find that you have nothing but your pathetic courage!" Sauta roared, staring at Marcos with her blood-red eyes.

In the sparks of the sword and the axe, the two sides did not back down at all. Sauta kicked up dust on the ground, and with all its might, it smashed at Marcos with all the means it could attack. From stone pillars to tree roots, anything is but a tool under its great power.

The red light enveloped Sauta's whole body, and the black sword had no effect at all after slashing at it. It was unmoved by such an attack, and the red light had already declared absolute power to the humans in front of it.

The ferocious axe slammed into Marcos's head, and the black ghost's hideous smile reappeared. The axe passed through the body of Marcos, who had disappeared in place, and it came into close contact with the earth, and even if the blade of the axe was deep in the earth, Sauta easily pulled it out.

The black sword slammed into Sawuta's back, and only a 'ding' sound was heard, and the blade of the axe became entangled with the tip of the blade. Sauta took advantage of the momentum and grabbed the axe into the blade of the sword, and then pulled it to the side with all his might.

"What else can you do, human, will you be as proud as you are now when you are out of weapons?" Sauta laughed maniacally, though it wasn't a smile at all in humans' eyes.

"So, do you think you've won?" Marcos sneered, and then a ghostly aura burst out from his left hand.

The ghost qi gradually flowed from the ghost's hand to the sword, and at such a close distance, the ghost qi that erupted like a waterfall collided with the axe, and the axe was directly shattered into pieces by this powerful force.

"It doesn't look like things are going the way you thought they would, Mr. Sauta. Marcos looked at it defiantly.

All that was answered was a deafening roar, and Sauta rushed towards Marcos like madness, its overlord long gone, and its green horns that stood out from the other minotaurs. Marcos dodged its impact with ease, and it didn't stop moving, it turned around and threw its hands hard at Marcos.

Its hands suddenly stopped in mid-air, and several bullets were embedded deep in its back. It turned angrily to look at Karl standing there with his smokeless revolver in place. Anger burned within it, and it had never been more eager to tear humanity to shreds.

The explosion of a grenade interrupted the anger in its heart, replaced it with the pain of the flesh opening. Its upper body was covered with shrapnel from the explosion of the grenade, and blood flowed out with the shrapnel. Even with this level of injury, it still has the strength to attack the humans in front of it. It's just that it no longer has a clear goal, and whoever attacks it, it will attack whomever it wants.

As it prepared to rush towards Freya, a great sword buryed in its back, and the great sword stirred the flesh and ran through its body. Maffeo stood behind it with a blank face, his hands covered in gushing blood. Its mind, its life, is slowly fading away with the loss of blood. As the greatsword was drawn, blood spurted all over the ground. The former Minotaur has become a corpse covered in his own blood.

When the suppressor was relocated to the ghost's hand, the violent ghostly aura that raged in the area gradually calmed down.

"I said I could get it done today, although there were some minor surprises. Marcos smiled and seemed to return to his original character.

"That's really ......," Carl didn't know what to say.

"I'm sorry my friend, I think I'm a little sluggish, otherwise maybe I wouldn't have had to be so troublesome. ”

"You don't have to apologize, you've done a great job. ”

"I'm glad to hear you say that. Marcos held out his right hand. Karl smiled slightly, and then clasped his hands tightly together.

Marcos turned to look at Maffeo again, who just stood there, looking at him with an unfamiliar expression. Marcos slowly walked up to him, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'm sorry Maffeo, I... I've been hiding it from you. ”

"You ......" Maffeo seemed sad.

"I'll explain it to you when I get back to town, okay?" Marcos' face was full of apologies, and Maffeo closed his eyes and nodded slightly.

"I don't think I'll be so marginalized in this strange continent anymore. Carl said to Freya suddenly.

"What do you mean... They?" Freya understood what Carl meant.

"That's right!" Karl smiled.