The wind smelled of blood, and the slaughter descended on this forest. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The black knife pierced the body of the monster in front of him, blood gushed out, and the monster let out a muffled whimper, and then fell to the ground like a mollusk. The black sword was swung again, and death stirred up again. The sound of the blade entering the flesh was particularly piercing, and the blood gushed out like a waterfall again.

Marcos drew the sword that had tasted the blood of the monster, and at this point, there were at least ten goblin corpses lying around him. The minotaur still hasn't made any moves, but the yellow minotaur that is its guard has begun to move. The flickering axe slashed at Marcos with ferocity, and in their eyes, brute force could destroy everything that was alive in front of them. The corners of Marcos' mouth curved slightly, and he easily blocked the chopping axe with a knife in one hand.

A red circle slowly appeared on the ground, and a demonic half figure appeared in the center of the circle. Although it is only the tip of the iceberg of Kazan's power, it is enough to provide a strength bonus to the ghost swordsman in battle. Marcos's ghost hand began to go berserk, and a dark aura from the ghost hand emerged, and the minotaur in front of him seemed to be restrained by this dark aura and could not move. The black sword qi was attached to the sword, and Marcos slashed with the knife in both hands, and the sword with a powerful ghost aura quickly attacked the minotaur in front of him. The power of ghosts and gods is powerful and terrifying. The moment that black sword qi touched the Minotaur's body, the yellow body seemed to be swallowed by the sword qi. There were no screams, no bloody shredded flesh, the yellow body just turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared in place.

Flames and icicles flashed past his ears, and in the intertwining of ice and fire, Maffeo used all his courage to rush towards the magic goblins. The hands of the magic goblins lit up again, and the flames and icicles gradually took shape in their hands. Maffeo stopped suddenly, then swung his greatsword into the air in front of him, and an invisible force swept towards the magic goblins. Affected by the fluctuations, the Magic Goblins stopped casting spells and took dodging measures instead.

As Maffeo prepared to launch another attack, the magic goblins in front of him suddenly froze in place, and after a few moments, the monsters fell like dominoes.

"What kind of witchcraft is this?" said Maffeo's face was full of surprise.

"Not witchcraft, but bullets. An indifferent voice came from the jungle beside him, and Maffeo turned his head to see a tall man.

"Looks like we're meeting again. Karl looked at Maffeo with a cigarette in his mouth.

"You're the one in the Elwyn Line......"

"What's going on? Who is that guy?" Marcos, who was not far away, noticed the situation here.

"I'm not an enemy. Carl just dropped a brief sentence, and then raised his gun to kill another goblin.

Marcos slashed another minotaur to death, leaving only the minotaur in front of him, and the minotaur roared in the sky in order to express its anger. "Don't be so loud, your ears can't stand it. Marcos gritted his teeth, and an arc of light flashed, and a bloody wound appeared on one of the Minotaurs' huge feet.

On the other side, as the smoke from the muzzle of the gun came out, the last goblin also fell. Maffeo was a little depressed at this time, he hadn't even touched a monster fur until now, but the man with a strange weapon in front of him was really good. Karl reloaded the revolver with a round of ammo, and he glanced at Marcos, "I think that big guy should be your target." “

Maffeo only now remembered that his ultimate goal had not yet been solved, and he hurriedly raised his sword and rushed towards the minotaur.

Marcos dodged another hammer blow from the Minotaur Behemoth, he spat out, and then gathered his strength and threw a few sword qi over. The bull-headed giant beast swung away a few sword qi with his fat palm, but there were also a few more blood marks on his own hands. "Marcos, I'm here to help you. With that, Maffeo slashed his sword into the leg of the minotaur.

The minotaur felt a tingling in his left leg, and then raised his right leg and kicked it towards Maffeo with a roar, and Maffeo hurriedly put his big sword across his chest.

"No, Maffeo, you can't resist!" Marcos roared. When Maffeo heard this, a flash of despair flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself that this was a dead death.

'Puff', a few bullets burrowed into the leg of the minotaur, which slowed down the leg's movements, and Maffeo took the opportunity to quickly roll and dodge to the side.

"Thank you......" Maffeo gasped and thanked Carl. Karl didn't reply, he raised his revolver again and fired a few bullets at the minotaur's head. For a moment, the minotaur didn't react, and the high-speed spinning bullet drilled into its eye, tearing its face. A roar of pain came, and the minotaur covered his face with his palms in pain.

"Well done!" Marcos snorted, and then leaped forward, the black knife slashing at the minotaur's head with a silver glow. The minotaur waved his other hand wildly, and although it was disturbed, Marcos chopped off one of its horns.

"Marcos!" Maffeo's voice came, and Marcos, who had fallen halfway, looked towards the ground, only to see Maffeo spread his greatsword flat on his landing spot. Marcos smiled slightly, and landed his feet on the great sword. Maffeo lifted his greatsword upwards with all his might, and Markos leaped up like a spring again with the power of his greatsword, and the silver glittering sword slashed at the minotaur's head again. This time, Marcos didn't give it any more chance to react, and the knife slashed through its neck accurately. As the bull's head landed, the huge body fell to the ground with a 'boom'.

Maffeo sat down on the ground, "God, I think it's over." “

"You've done a good job of judging danger other than being able to judge danger. Marcus withdrew the knife from its scabbard.

"Nice slash. Karl's voice rang out next to the two.

"Thank you for saving my brother's life. Marcos expressed his gratitude.

"Nothing. ”

"You don't look like you're from Belmar, maybe you're from a distant country?" Marcos said thanks, and began to look at Karl.

"I'm from the heavenly realm. ”

"What? you mean the legendary Celestial Realm?" Marcos was a little surprised.

"That's not a legend, it's real. Carl explained.

"There's a woman in Huttonmar who wields the same weapon as you, what's that called?"

"Guns. Karl pulled out his revolver.

"It's an amazing weapon, isn't it? With such a 'bang', the monster fell. Marcos gestured.

"In the Celestial Realm, firearms are commonplace weapons. However, for us in the Celestial Realm, the magic on this continent is also very magical. ”

"Anyway, thank you again for what you did. I suppose you were also commissioned to clean up the monsters, right?"

"All I have to do is bring back those yellow minotaur horns. Karl looked at the pile of yellow minotaur corpses.

Marcos walked over to the pile of minotaur corpses, drew his knife and slashed the horns cleanly, "You saved my brother's life, at least I can do something for you." Marcos looked at Karl.

"Thanks, I think it's time for me to go. Karl took the horn and put it in his pocket.

"Make a friend, my name is Marcos Cheney!" Marcos held out his right hand, and Karl hesitated for a moment, but still took Marcos's hand. "Carl Morin!"

"Hey, Maffeo, don't be so rude, come here. Marcos looked at Maffeo, who was sitting beside him.

Maffeo muttered a few words and got up and walked over.

"This is my brother, Maffeo Fry. Marcos pointed to Maffeo as he walked by.

"Actually, I've met your brother. Karl said.

"Really, where?"

"On the way of the Elwyn Line to Huttonmal. ”

That sounds like a bit of a surprise. Marcos smiled and tilted his head.

"Anyway, thank you for saving me. Maffeo shook Karl's hand. Karl just nodded slightly, then turned to leave.

"I think it's time for us to go, too. Marcus chopped off the other horn of the minotaur and put it in his pocket, along with the one he had cut off earlier.