Novel & Cerita Minotaur Lancer

The leader of the Village, known as Trenton, stepped forward as his gaze narrowed on Cyran and Kellan. “I don’t think we properly introduced ourselves the last time I was here. My name is Azura Chasm, I am mated to Cyran Chasm and the Keeper of the Dragon Stone. They are here because we need your help.” All eyes moved from Kellan in his Dragon form and Cyran as they landed on me with surprise. Feeling awkward, I shifted from one foot to the other. While also feeling as if I was experiencing every high schooler’s nightmare, standing in front of class naked.

The strange man immediately moved with a speed that defied human limits grabbing a heavy cast iron skillet from the range and swinging it, the sound of metal hitting a helmet echoed through the room like a bell. He was a whirlwind of black cloth and blue-eyed rage, moving between the hunters with a terrifying efficiency. I scrambled up, grabbing a butcher knife from a magnetic strip. I was a dancer but also a fighter Nd the wolf in me was tired of hiding. I lunged at the second hunter who was trying to reload his crossbow. I didn't go for the heart, I went for the gap in the armor at the back of his knee. I felt the blade sink in, as the hot spray of his blood covered my face. The hunter let

Kirou then took a look at the monster's details before shaking his head at the mage's antics. Monster: Stone Mount Minotaur Level: 18 HP: 7650/17950 Skills: Reckless Charge, Stomp, Reckless Blow, Stone Skin Kirou could tell that this mage has been fighting the minotaur for a while from the sight of its remaining health but Kirou could also tell that the mage wasn't doing so hot either. Both Kirou and his spider looked at the fight for a bit longer before they decided to turn away. Just as they were about to leave, Kirou narrowed his eyes while gazing at the face of the mage.

She was glad though. Luca had these steel gray eyes, almost metallic and lethal, massively built, the tallest among all, with a caveman personality. He gave out those barbarian vibes. His hair was in a manly bun. His jaw was set, she had seen him twice or thrice, and every time his jaw was clenched, as if he was mad all the time. He noticed her staring, and she abruptly looked away, he was terrifying. His eyes screamed violence. As if looking at him a little longer, and he would pummel your face to nonsense.

exclaimed the Minotaur while roaring in pain. "Yes, that's me," said Leon. "Now I will eat you too!" exclaimed the Minotaur as he ran towards Leon. Leon clenched his fist, then when the Minotaur approached, he smacked his fist upwards. Unexpectedly, his fist hit the Minotaur's lower jaw, sending him flying far into the air. Leon and Claire looked up following the direction of the Minotaur's body. A few seconds later, the Minotaur fell heavily to the ground and didn't move again.

CHAPTER 22 ~CALLUM’S POV~ “I am the backbone that gives the Blue Lily pack the courage to forge ahead in the face of our adversaries…” I am the blood that pumps the blood of vengeance and strength through the veins of our warriors… I am the bane of my enemies and the light of my people… “I am Regina Shepherd," the fucking queen of war, and when I say this raid isn't going to happen, then it wouldn't happen! Earth to Callum!

"Brandur is one. You remember he is called The Destroyer?" She fought back the gratifying smile that tugged at her lips with his growing unease. Maybe she could scare him enough into abandoning his plan and tell her where baby Brand was before the wolves caught up to them. "And they are not just regular wolves," she continued. "They are the size of the legendary Dire wolves. Brand's wolf comes almost up to my shoulder on his flat feet. His teeth are as fearsome as the Háhyrnir (killer whale) that roamed our sea."

The Minotaur eyed me, first my cleavage then my face with a leering smirk as Lana came out to serve another table. Lana slapped a heavy wooden spoon on the table before shaking it at him. “My niece has been here her whole life, not that it is any of your concern, minotaur. Look at her like that again, and my mate, the blacksmith, will make a steer outta you, got it?” She dragged me back into the kitchen. Bernus ate with an unconcerned look as he chuckled, “Watch yourself, Bullhead. I’m not the only one around these parts who hates your kind after the war.”

"I rather not see a friend die before my eyes!" *Woom!* Jackson's eyes lit up as a trace of calmness washed over the area. The Quiet Tiran manual was showing strong results. Already advancing to a type of Minotaur creature. A three-headed bull formed behind him. His cultivation circulating to the max. The bull's horns were composed of fire. Powered by his Alchemic Fire that mutated from the Shoreline. On its torso, it wore armor made of dirt that shifted. "Step back." Zero said stepping over. He pulled out two daggers and stared at her. "You need not risk your life. Believe in her and Master Ren."

[Chaotic Minotaur – Rare rank] HP- 1500 CON-150 DEF-290 DEX- 58 ATK- 92 STR-41 MP-50 INT-10 Speed- 36 AGI- 36 Skills- Perception(R) Darkvision(UC) Charge(UC) Dungeon Recall(R) Berserk(R) [The fur stained with the blood of fallen foes, minotaur's are massive, bull-headed monsters of the Horned king race] Although I want to try hunting it, I cannot kill it in a similar way as I did with the orcs. that guy is double the height of the Orc boss I fought. I am surprised with such a size its stats look mediocre.