Chapter 125: Ate Her!

  Minotaur is a magical creature that combines strength and speed, with powerful muscles and a tall skeleton, complemented by a strong heart. This makes the Minotaur a formidable synonym whether on the battlefield or in the wild, it's hard to imagine a Minotaur wielding a double-headed axe rushing around the battlefield, that would be a nightmare for any normal soldier.

  Only Sartre, who has been fighting against demons for thousands of years, can have the power to fight against Minotaur one-on-one. In the Central Plains, at least ten mercenaries are needed to deal with a single Minotaur, and in most cases, if not handled properly, it may lead to the annihilation of the entire expedition team.

  Because the Bull Head enters a frenzied state when injured to a certain extent, both its strength and speed will increase dramatically. Although the frenzied state causes the Bull Head to lose tactics, the explosive power makes up for this deficiency, and no one is willing to fight against a frenzied Bull Head. Aruba was originally knocked down the cliff by a frenzied Bull Head, leaving many scars on his face.

  Mo Yan, who was fighting the blonde half-goddess girl, has now entered such a state. Faced with the threat of death, coupled with the madness that originally existed in his heart, he awakened as the Ox-Headed Cow Demon, transforming into a gigantic ox-headed beast in just a few seconds.

  The bull-headed man, having lost his sanity, charged towards the demigod who drove him mad with a loud roar. With lightning-fast speed, he effortlessly grabbed the girl's body and clenched his fists tightly. The softness in his grasp turned into a bloody pulp. However, just as the demigod said, she possessed 77 million lives, no matter how many times the bull-headed man killed the girl in his hands, her body would recover to its original state after a brief moment, staring at the crazed bull-headed man with a mocking face until she was torn apart again.

  The skull was torn apart, giant fingers were inserted into the X-shaped flower, the heart was dug out, and it was pinched into blood water. No matter how many killing methods the violent bull head used, it couldn't truly kill the girl with the finger. In the end, the demigod finally got tired of the feeling of being killed, she grasped the bull head's fingers that had been grabbed again, stopping this impending death.

  The five fingers of fresh blood transformed into fingernails, slowly extending from the girl's tender fingers, and with a forceful swing at the giant hand of Minotaur that wanted to grab her. The Minotaur's five thick and seemingly indestructible fingers turned into neat blocks, and the blood spouting from the roots of his fingers was like a geyser, dyeing the golden-haired demigod crimson red.

  The girl stuck out her small tongue and licked the blood on her lips, revealing a satisfied smile. The bull's head in front of her had an unusually sweet fragrance in its blood. She hadn't tasted such a wonderful flavor for a long time, and the huge body in front of her was just right to serve as a dessert before meals. After she left this broken relic, she who had been starving for countless years could finally have a meal.

  "I hope there's at least a hundred thousand orcs or demons around here, otherwise I really won't even get half full." The blonde demigod thought to herself as she fixed her gaze on the Minotaur's heart in its chest. She dodged the Minotaur's right hand that came at her again and disappeared into the Minotaur's fractured palm, only to reappear behind it with a pulsating heart in her hand.

  The color slowly faded from the bull's eyes, its massive body crashing to the ground, hot blood pooling and churning on the surface. The enormous body gradually shrank back down to its normal size, and the bull, now recovered from its frenzied state, was somewhat disoriented due to excessive blood loss.

  The blonde demigod jumped onto the Minotaur's body, her pink tongue licking the still-beating heart in her hand. Large amounts of blood were pumped out by the beating heart and sucked into the demigod's mouth. Eventually, finding this too much trouble, she directly stabbed her sharp teeth into the heart, not caring about the scorching hot blood as she gulped it down.

  Excessive blood loss had caused the Bull Head to start hallucinating, and he didn't know if it was due to regret, but in his blurry eyes, he was lying in a stone chamber filled with magic arrays. If only he hadn't destroyed those sealed magic arrays back then, he wouldn't have ended up like this today, even if he had died... at least he wouldn't have implicated Jones and the others from Thunder Peak.

  Such a dangerous and powerful existence, being released by him was a huge mistake. Having never encountered an enemy before, he was too arrogant to think that defeating a few Divine Selection warriors meant there were no more opponents for him. Now, falling into such a predicament was also his own fault. It truly proved the saying: "If you don't seek death, then you won't die..." Just as Niu Tou's vision slowly faded away and his soul fell in a certain direction, a soft whisper appeared at his ear, startling him awake. Mo Yan, who had never encountered language barriers before, couldn't understand the meaning of that beautiful voice, but he knew it didn't have any malicious intent. Although there was some slight blame, it also contained thick concern.

  This caused his soul to quickly return to his body, and under the effect of an unknown power, the massive wound on Ushii's body was healed in an instant, shocking the demigod who was still drinking blood. She stared blankly at Ushii, who had been on the verge of death, as he suddenly burst out with a power that didn't belong to him, and that power's master had once made even her, who was perfectly unharmed and exceptionally strong, feel truly frightened.

  "Even if she were still alive! How could you have been granted such favor!" The blonde demigod continued to inflict massive damage on Minotaur's body with the sharp fingernails in her hand, but no matter what kind of damage it was, Minotaur recovered instantly. The blonde demigod finally understood how Minotaur felt at first, that fear of unknown outcome of battle, and the annoyance of not being able to kill the enemy.

  "It's really annoying, right?" The bull-headed man looked at the semi-god in front of him who was going crazy with a calm gaze, as if looking at a dead object, and said: "Just now I might have been in this mood too. Although I don't remember much because of my madness, I still feel that feeling of annoyance. Fortunately, there is a great god paying attention to me, otherwise I would really die this time."

  "What are you, anyway!" The demigod who had been wasting his efforts for a long time finally stopped his attack and shouted: "Since the right to control the world has already been lost, why waste such power to help a humble cow-headed person! This is completely unreasonable!"

  "I don't know why either." Niu Tou grabbed the half-dead man's throat and lifted him into mid-air, sneering as he said: "But if I had to put a name to it, I'd call it the main character halo. Wherever Long Che goes, he always attracts attention."

  "Hmph! What if it is?!" The blond half-god sneered in agreement, "Even if I can't kill you now, you're completely powerless against me. At most, we'll just keep fighting like this! Let's see whose energy she granted is stronger, or whose life is longer!"

  "No, no, no...... Your recent actions have given me a lot of hints." Niu Tou Ru shook his head, and a fierce glint appeared in his eyes: "Since I couldn't kill you, then... I can only eat you up!" After finishing speaking, Niu Tou Ru opened his huge mouth, disregarding the half-god's intense struggle, and bit down on the golden-haired half-god's skull, crushing it. He chewed for a few moments before swallowing it whole.

  The ox head devoured without stopping, pulling out her intestines and breaking her arms and legs. Everything was put into its own mouth, where sharp teeth ground the flesh and blood into a pulp, swallowing it into its belly. Even the drops of blood that fell onto its hands were licked clean without a single drop remaining.

  The support given by the nameless god was only temporary, and perhaps would never come again. If he couldn't take advantage of his current strength to kill this demigod, then once his power wore off, he would have no more chances. If it weren't for the urgency of the situation, Oxhead, who had never eaten a shaped creature before, wouldn't have resorted to such measures.

  After the blonde half-god's small body was completely engulfed, the power granted by the unknown god also disappeared, and the exhausted cow-headed man fell to the ground. His vision became blurry again, and he vaguely heard Jones' tense shouting voice. "It seems she didn't leave after all, what a disobedient child." Mo Yan thought to himself at last.

  When Mo Yan woke up again, he was already in the White House on Thunder Cliff. The sky outside the window had turned completely dark, and the rain continued to pour down. On the large bed, besides him lying there, Jones was also curled up in the corner of the bed, looking like she hadn't left Mo Yan's side during his unconsciousness.

  Mo Yan got up and licked his mouth, recalling what he had done in the ruins. A wave of nausea surged up. Although Mo Yan knew that the half-god in the ruins didn't count as a real being, eating the one who had taken on a human form still made him feel very uncomfortable.

  "It's like I'm a rookie who just stepped onto the battlefield and wants to vomit." Mo Yan swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva, self-mockingly saying: "She wasn't even a worthy opponent, let's just say she was a participant in a fruit-eating contest. At that time, if I hadn't eaten her, then the one who would have really died next would be me. Calm down, calm down..."

  "Ah, Master is back!" Hearing Mo Yan's self-soothing mutterings, Jones, who hadn't actually fallen asleep, suddenly sprang up and rushed over, tears streaming down his face as he hugged Mo Yan tightly.

  "You scoundrel." Mo Yan lightly tapped Jones' forehead, rebuking him: "Weren't you told to leave back then? As a mount, how can you disobey the master's orders! Next time if this happens again, I'll have no choice but to consider replacing you as my mount!"