Maybe, we can try this?

With a very pleasant smile, Lin Taiping raised his flame claws high, and in an instant, the silver-white ring of the gods suddenly vibrated slightly, and then burst out with a dazzling and intense light.

Under the impact of this strong light, even the black thorn who was swooping up couldn't help but close his eyes and subconsciously retreated sharply: "Damn, what the hell is this?"

Almost at the same time, the intense light that erupted from the surface of the ring had already converged into a silver-white pillar of light, roaring into the sky, breaking through the cloudy sky.

In the name of the gods, summon the sleeping heroic spirits of the ancestors of the Minotaur clan to descend here!

In an instant, in Lin Taiping's shouting, the clouds in the sky gathered and condensed again, forming a pitch-black huge bull-headed phantom, in the midst of lightning and thunder, this substance-like bull-headed phantom roared lowly, opened its red eyes, and slowly descended downward.

"That's ...... That's ......" Looking up in disbelief, Tulu and the Minotaurs were stunned at first, and then fell to the ground with their faces full of fervor enthusiasm, and from the shadow bull's head made of dark clouds, they felt the power of the blood, as if it was a call from the ancestral heroic spirit.

At this moment, everyone present was stunned, and almost in an instant, everyone stared at Lin Taiping in shock, even the night song who had just almost lost his life forgot the complicated feelings in his heart.

How is it possible? How is this possible? That guy Lin was able to summon the souls of the great heroes in the history of the Minotaur in the name of the gods, knowing that in the past few thousand years. None of the gods has ever performed miracles on earth.

Well, it's okay to be able to communicate with the gods. But who can tell me why his summoning process was so easy. All you need to do is wave to the sky, not even rituals and offerings...... Why?

"Actually, I am a distant relative of the gods. Lin Taiping replied solemnly, and pushed the stunned Tulu up, "So, Tulu, are you ready to accept the arrival of the ancestral heroic spirit?"

Completely dumbfounded, Tulu stood there with straight eyes. Looking at the shadow bull head in the sky getting closer and closer, after a few seconds, it seemed to be inspired by some kind of inspiration, and suddenly stood up with straight eyes, opened its arms to meet the shadow bull head, and both sides burst out with pitch black light at the same time, as if it was carrying out some kind of strange possession fusion......

No!

Seeing this scene, the black thorn who had just opened his eyes suddenly felt creepy and roared hysterically. With his half-human, half-fish body, he exerted his terrifying speed to the extreme, turning into a phantom and pounced directly on Tulu.

Stop him!, Night Song exclaimed in surprise with a slight change of color, no doubt. Tulu's Heroic Spirit Possession is reaching a critical moment, and if it is forcibly interrupted at this time, there will be no chance of fusion.

Almost at the same time. The nearby Dark Elves had already pounced, and Christine didn't even have time to reload the crystals. He swept through with his pitch-black guns, trying to intercept Blackthorn's path.

But their efforts all failed. Like an unstoppable white lightning, the black thorn protruded from the shadow of the sword, and the six bone spurs glowed with bright red light, stabbing hard at Tulu's heart: "Die, stupid cow, don't you want to...... What?"

Without warning, at the moment when the bone spur fell, the shadow bull's head, which seemed to be fusing with Tulu, suddenly broke away unexpectedly, and Blackthorn's cruel smile suddenly froze on his face, and he looked up in shock.

Wait, is this qiē just a hoax?

Lin Taiping turned his head with a smile, and under his guidance, the shadow bull's head in the sky suddenly turned around and shot towards another corner of the battlefield, and its real target was-

With a click, Leah, wielding two frying pans, was dumbfounded, and opened her mouth stupidly, watching the shadow bull's head roar and shoot straight into her bloody mouth.

In an instant, the first beautiful girl of the Minotaur tribe suddenly trembled uncontrollably, and endless black qi gushed out from the horns of the bull, completely enveloping her body and transforming into a huge black light cocoon.

Just a few seconds later, with a loud roar, a huge black light cocoon suddenly burst, and everyone present was stunned, dozens of pairs of stunned and unbelievable gazes, and at the same time focused on Leah, who was possessed by the Heroic Spirit-

White gas was spewed from the hideous and vicious face, and the golden horns as sharp as knives pierced straight into the sky, and the already extremely burly body, now covered with dense black long hair, skyrocketed to the point that it was like a three-story small building, and even the two frying pans she was carrying in her hands seemed to have received some kind of magic influx, shining with dazzling silver light.

"I'm ...... I am ......" stood in place with a blank expression, Leah slowly lowered her bull's head, she looked at her burly and majestic body, looked at her arms as thick as tree trunks, looked at her two huge frying pans, her face was full of confusion and distress, "Wait, what the hell am I ...... ...... the hell I am."

In an instant, the miserable white light suddenly shone, and the black thorn appeared behind her like a ghost, and the six bone spurs trembled wildly, bursting out with extremely dazzling bright red blood light: "Go to death, you can go to hell and ...... slowly"

Two huge silver-white frying pans, with the momentum of a storm, swept through with ferocity!

The next moment, the poor black thorn was hit on the head of the fish, like a fly that had been mercilessly swatted, and flew out with blood in its mouth, and the whole head of the fish was smashed to pieces, and even the head and neck were twisted like twists.

Completely ignoring the blackthorn that was blown away, Leah still lowered her head blankly, as if the blow that made everyone scary just now had nothing to do with her at all.

Only a few seconds later, as if the fusion had finally been completed, she suddenly raised the fierce and ferocious bull's head, and let out a violent roar that shook the earth: "I remember, I am Joan of Arc, the sixty-second patriarch of the Bloodhoof Tribe, the great ween - Joan of Arc!"

Poof! Lin Taiping couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, did I hear it wrong, this summoned Minotaur Ancestor Heroic Spirit. actually said that her name was Joan of Arc, and she was also a legendary saint...... No. Cows?

"It turns out that the legend is true. Nightsong looked up in disbelief. Looking at Leah shrouded in silver light, "Do you know? Legend has it that thousands of years ago, the Minotaur tribe was once invaded by human madness, and at the critical moment of the survival of that race, an ordinary girl in the Bloodhoof tribe suddenly stood up bravely!"

Yes, that's it, Joan of Arc, a young girl who used to feed cows in the tribe, stepped forward in that war era. led thousands of minotaurs to fight back desperately, and finally defeated the united army of the human kingdom, but in the end, because of the conspiracy of some humans, she was misunderstood by the minotaur tribe and died at the stake.

Decades later, the Minotaurs who learned the truth of the matter were so remorseful that they built a solemn temple for Joan of Arc, calling her the Great Virgin Cow, inspired by the great spirit of Joan of Arc. Generations of minotaurs have shed their blood and sacrificed for the freedom of the race, and they have never stopped for thousands of years.

So, at this moment. When he saw the legendary Cow Joan of Arc descend, all the minotaurs present knelt on the ground, and Tulu worshiped directly. His face raised his hooves in frenzy and roared hysterically: "Hooray! Long live the great Cow Joan of Arc!"

Meow a mi. Lin Taiping couldn't help but roll his eyes desperately next to him, okay, it sounds really hot-blooded, but then again, why do I think this story is familiar?

Of course, none of this matters, the important thing is that at this moment, with the complete arrival of Joan of Arc, the tide of battle is completely reversed in an instant.

With red eyes and white breath, Joan of Arc suddenly turned her head viciously and looked at the black thorn in the distance who was struggling to get up: "Moo! Damn bastard, how dare you hurt my descendants?"

Damn! Under the shroud of that terrifying murderous aura, Blackthorn Paper felt creepy, and almost without any hesitation, he immediately let out a low roar and quickly ran away, and his half-human, half-fish body completely turned into a phantom, so fast that he couldn't even catch it with the naked eye.

But this qiē was all in vain, and Joan of Arc didn't even bother to look at it, so she just lifted two huge frying pans and smashed them out like throwing a discus!

With a bang, the black thorn who had just escaped a few hundred meters spurted blood from his mouth, and suddenly screamed and crashed into the sea of fire, and the backbone that was slapped by the frying pan was broken into several pieces, and even his waist was completely twisted.

There was no doubt that any normal creature would have died at such a time, but the half-human, half-fish blackthorn could still move, and even after just a moment's breath, he roared again and jumped up, trying to escape directly through the fire.

But the question is, in front of the former ancestor of the Minotaur, is this speed useful?

So just a few seconds later, he was mercilessly blasted away again, and then, Joan of Arc, whose eyes were red, roared angrily, and suddenly jumped up and crossed a distance of dozens of meters, like a hill falling from the sky, and smashed his back viciously, crushing several ribs.

Under the severe pain, Blackthorn's face was twisted and trembling, but the fangs had just opened their bloody mouths, and before they could let out the first scream, they were slammed into the huge pan and shattered all the fangs in their mouths.

"Damn stupid cow, how dare you ......"

"Dare your sister!"

"Bastard, you bastard, I swear I'll ......"

"Yes, your sister!

"No, you can't do that to me, Joker-sama......"

"People, your sister, your sister, your sister, sister!"

Without giving Blackthorn a chance to speak, cursing or begging for mercy, Joan of Arc wielded the pan viciously, smashing it again and again, like a storm of lightning and thunder, as if it was going to be smashed until the sky and the sea rotted.

In less than a moment, the head of the black thorn was flattened, and the entire body sank deep into the ground, and even the scales on the body were unceremoniously torn off by Joan of Arc and sprinkled all over the ground.

It's so brutal! It's so brutal!

Seeing such a brutal and bloody beating, everyone present was desperately biting their fingers, the minotaurs were dumbfounded, the dark elves were pale, and even Christine, who had always loved violence, suddenly had a creepy feeling.

In the eerie silence, Lin Taiping touched his chin with a strange face, looked at the black thorn that was no longer human, and then looked at the cow Joan of Arc who was still violently ravaged, he suddenly couldn't help but sigh-

Sure enough, from Leah to Joan of Arc, the great women of the Minotaur are all like this...... Gentle as water!

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Ahem, in the name of gentle Leah, apply for a monthly pass, Leah is really loving, should I let her be the heroine...... Well, I'm just talking. (To be continued......)