Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Great War Begins

The elite goblin warrior at the head didn't seem to be in the mood for anything, and the huge wooden stick was carried on his shoulder, tilted his head slightly, and roared behind him, looking at his expression, as if he was unwilling to waste his strength on a few ants that landed and died.

"He's looking down on us." Quincy seems to have an unusual sensitivity to contempt, and whether it comes from a human or a monster, he seems very angry.

What a person who has no energy.

I thought silently in my heart.

"Jacelyn! Yifang! Quincy shouted, "Give it some color!" ”

"Yes!"

The two girls spoke in unison, and Yifang reloaded her buckshot again and fired at the careless elite goblin warriors; Jaslyn also raised the staff in her hand, and after a brief spell, the ball-sized, white-glowing spell missiles slammed down head-on on the elite goblin warriors.

After a series of bombardments, it finally worked.

The light green skin of the Elite Goblin Warrior was blown apart in half, not enough to be lethal, but it made it even more hideous.

Blood mixed with fat trickled down from various wounds on his body, like a pig that had been skinned and was waiting to die.

Even the most arrogant monster will inevitably launch a frenzy after being attacked in such a humiliating way.

Roar!

The Elite Goblin Warrior roared, changed his previous disdainful appearance, waved the stick in his hand, and strode towards us.

However, it ignores the oil dripping from the wound.

The viscous liquid, which seems to be muddy, actually acts as a very good lubrication, especially against a bulky, angry monster with one leg raised in the air ready to chase us.

Slurred.

A lump of heavy fat fell to the ground, splashing more grease and blood, and it was so foul and sticky that we covered our noses and retreated.

However, its embarrassed and funny appearance still made Yifang and Jacelyn laugh not far away, especially Yifang, who laughed with presumptuousness and mockery.

"Hmph, let it despise us!" Quincy's voice was not loud, but it seemed very relieved.

However, this non-tense atmosphere soon vanished as a terrifying roar erupted from the depths of the fractured room.

Roar!

Everyone's hearts seemed to have been hit hard, and both the unbridled laughter and the words of resentment were completely dispersed in this terrifying roar.

My face became solemn, my brow furrowed slightly, and a terrifying figure flashed in my mind.

The one who once roared to smash me into a photo, but I was in a near-death state, and I was lucky enough to be hacked to death, the terrifying tenth-layer boss - the Minotaur.

It has to be it!

Phoenix's body trembled, her face was ugly, and her voice trembled: "Xiao Yi. . . Just now,What is the sound?,It's terrifying.。。 ”

"The overlord of the first ten layers" I put the knife horizontally in front of me and said coldly: "The boss of the tenth layer, the Minotaur." ”

"Squeak!" I let out a low sigh.

Xiao Squeak clicked on the horns, grabbed the two front paws, left and right, lifted Loki and Lily, who were so frightened that they sat on the ground and didn't dare to move, threw them on their backs, and the six claws moved together, and before the others could react, they ran to the black portal, and then put them down.

"Mr. An Xiaoyi, what are you? Quincy didn't understand what I was doing, and looked at me suspiciously, the edge of the knight's sword in his hand tilting slightly towards me, as if sure that I would be a threat to him.

I smiled disdainfully, and said to him, "Mr. Quincy, I advise you to put away your suspicious thoughts, because what we will face next is no longer some brainless tease, but a horrible group of monsters." ”

Quincy didn't seem to fully understand what I was saying, and a muffled sound sounded not far away.

At the breach, another elite goblin warrior stepped out, its body even larger, the wooden stick in its hand heavier, and its eyes similarly more crazy.

During the conversation between me and Quincy, the elite goblin warrior slowly walked up to the funny figure who had slipped on the ground with grease, looked at it coldly for a few seconds, and suddenly a touch of frenzy surged on its face, raised its strong right arm high, waved the heavy wooden stick in its hand, and smashed it fiercely on the head of the elite goblin warrior who was still struggling to get up.

After the muffled sound, the head looked like a smashed watermelon, red, yellow, and white splashed everywhere, and at first glance, it looked like a stall selling silk and satin.

The body of the elite goblin warrior on the ground twitched a few times, and then turned into a cloud of black smoke.

Vomit!

Jaslyn almost threw up.

Lifting the stick, with its foul slurry and pink lumpy flesh, the killer elite goblin warrior cracked his mouth and roared at us, swinging his stick like a speeding chariot and running over us.

Behind it, nearly a dozen elite goblin warriors streamed out, followed closely behind, and pounced on us.

Looking at the approaching behemoth, Quincy and the others were already breathing quickly and hard, and finally, when they were less than two meters away, he issued an order in horror.

"Retreat, run!"

With the order, Quincy's team members turned around and ran towards the black swirling portal.

This strategy might have been useful if it were against a normal Goblin Warrior, but they were facing an elite Goblin Warrior.

The Goblin Warrior at the head didn't look at me and Phoenix at the close range, bent his knees, and then jumped up violently, and the huge figure smashed like a cannonball in front of Yifang and Jacelyn, who were still running.

There was a loud bang, and the ground in the boss room shook slightly.

It turned around with a sinister smile, and the two hard stone slabs where its feet landed had cracked under the heavy tread, and several small stones flew up under the great force and bounced onto the stone pillars beside it.

Roar!

It leaned down and let out a frenzied roar at the two female adventurers who were staring at it in a daze.

Then, he raised the wooden stick in his hand and smashed it hard.

While!

There was a loud bang.

At the last moment, the two women retreated again and again, dodging the fatal blow, but they were rushed by the impact and flew out left and right, and fell heavily to the ground again.

After missing the blow, the Goblin Warrior raises his stick, ready to make up for it.

"Let's go!" Quincy let out a loud shout.

Under the cover of Luke's soft iron armor defensive shield, he and Kirk, one left and one right, flanked the goblin warriors who were striding over.