Chapter 881 (1/1)

There is no problem with cheese's judgment. Because not long after he said that, the war situation changed. That cow, it unexpectedly, stood up!

”Moo!” Hoarse than the previous two growls, as if suffering from some very painful punishment, the black bull began its transformation. First the muscles of the hind legs begin to swell unnaturally, then the hips, then the waist, then the chest, and finally the forelimbs and neck. In the continuous roar, in addition to the outer skin, the inner part of this creature is transforming rapidly in front of all people, from a bull that everyone can understand to a monster only existing in legends and myths.

Minotaurus, or Minotaur. No one knows why this creature or monster appears, just like most of the world's alien species. What Cheese knew was that there was a similar specimen in the exhibition room under the gray tower, but because it was too old, and it was the prize of a certain adventure when the founder of the gray tower was young, no one dared to dissect it or study it more carefully. Moreover, the mage also doubted whether the thing in front of him was really a Minotaur.

No one knows what the real appearance of the Skinner hiding under those skin bags is. Maybe he just changed his body and forced the bull's skin into a half man and half cow appearance. As if to confirm cheese's conjecture, he keenly observed that there were several skin spots on the bull's body that did not normally stick to the muscles, but plump and plump. In other places, such as the upper limbs, the thick cowhide was stretched and thinned, and the black fur even had signs of cracking. All these made the mage more sure that they were not the skin Skinner of the Minotaur, but the Skinner had transformed the skin bag on his body to make it look like this.

So, what's good for skinners by forcing a bull's skin to turn into a half human monster? You know, although the bull's offensive style is nothing more than collision and kicking, but with the terrible power of its huge body, the yew people can't resist it. In addition, the skin is not as simple as cattle hide, and the yew people's bows and spears are difficult to pierce and cause real damage. After becoming a Skinner who can walk upright, the leather on his body is bound to be damaged due to this state of disobeying the original appearance, and the stretched part will turn into his cover door because of the weakening of defense. Leaving aside the extremely oppressive appearance, this change is not very rational.

Cheese is not a Skinner, so he thinks the decision is unwise, even wrong. And if he really understands skinners, and really knows that such abnormal beings fear the only killer in their lives, then he can't blame the other party for their recklessness. Because the Skinner did it for a simple reason, he was in a hurry. First of all, the mages who had surgery and were trapped in the goblin fog did not know the exact time of the outside world, but those who covered the skin knew it. So he would rather fight the yew under the light of dawn behind him, rather than wait for the bloody fog to dissipate and be turned into dust by the rising sun. That's ridiculous. For him, it's an unacceptable death.

Yew people don't know that. They only know that their opponent has changed from a four legged bull to a monster nearly three meters high with a bull's head in front of them. The goblins didn't retreat, and they didn't really need to. Just as ARTA said, regardless of the strength of the Skinner, whether he could crush the yew into sawdust with one hand, he lacked the means to kill these mercenaries. The battle with skinners is like a game to them. Although difficult, there is no real danger. As long as they want, they have enough time to repeat the game until they win.

As the battle goes on, the fierce Tauren monster pours out incomparable power with its liberated upper limbs. Its original pair of hooves has been turned into a palm with three thick fingers. Whatever is caught by this palm, whether it is a wooden spear or a yew itself, will become as fragile as a doll. The two meter tall yew has surpassed the average adult in terms of strength alone, and even Lothar, who has been using heavy weapons for many years, is not willing to compete with them. But in front of the Skinner, the power of the yew is nothing.

”I suggest you find a way out of here now. If that big guy gets rid of these tree people and comes back to us, I can't fix him Lothar's eyes twitch as the Minotaur grabs a Yew's foot and uses it as a club to hit a companion. Of course, if circumstances do not permit, the count will still carry his Tomahawk against his opponent, but if the experience of the past few years has taught him anything, it is that sometimes it is not a disgrace to recognize the reality and deal with affairs according to the time.

”I'm looking for it, but the fog is rejecting me.” Lothar's cheese can't understand. As early as the yew people were attracted by the skinners, he was trying to do something about it. However, the fog laid by the goblins was as elusive as themselves. The mage often thought that he had caught a little chance, and it disappeared in an instant. In his magic vision, the magic flow in this fog is changing all the time, and he can't grasp the key points from it, let alone crack it. But what grey robes can't do doesn't mean that others can't.

”May I have a try?” Atalante's voice trembled. She was frightened. The twisted power of the Minotaur, which was different from that of the bull, was no longer beautiful. She could only feel pure violence and mania. She wanted to get out of here, very eager to get out. In contrast, the discomfort of contact with goblin magic is nothing. This is actually the best way to overcome one fear, and that is to show another more profound fear.Cheese hesitated for a moment, for not by himself to solve the mystery of this matter, his heart some instinctive resistance. But when he saw ATA's eyes, he quickly nodded and put his left hand on the latter's shoulder. ”I'll lend you my vision. Don't be afraid. Follow your intuition.”

What the goblin's eye can see can't be seen by magic vision, and vice versa. Perhaps for ATA, her eyes can help her quickly identify what is related to the goblin in the surrounding environment, and what its principle is, but it also limits her thinking, that is, her method of cracking must conform to the logic of the goblin. But now with another vision provided by the mage, the situation is different. The grey robe provides a way for female swordsmen to break through their limitations.

It may be because of cheese's warning in advance, or it may be that ATA has lived among changeable goblins since she was a child, and her ability to accept magic vision is faster than expected. In a few seconds, there was no surprise and confusion in the sky blue eyes. Instead, he quickly and carefully looked at the surrounding scene.

”Is she going to be ok?” Batu asks shaman in a low voice. In his opinion, there is no absolute difference between cheese and Skinner over there.

”Don't worry, Batu of the waterbuck. This is the grassland. The spirits will not abandon us, even if they show up in a posture we have never seen before. ”

It seems that in response to Wuqi's words, a vague figure appears in the direction opposite to Skinner and yew. ATA was the first to find it and immediately pointed to it and said,

”follow her! She will take us away