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Zhou Weiren's voice came through the walkie-talkie. The tank's cannon turned towards the Lightning Goblin, the shell exploded around it, creating a crater in the ground. The Lightning Goblin's body flickered in the lightning, avoiding the shell fragments.

The machine gunner changed the ammunition belt and fired bullets at the lightning goblin. Its body dodged left and right in the lightning, and the bullets flew past it and hit the tree trunk.

The guild leaders attacked from different directions. The ice mage's ice spikes slowed down the lightning goblin's movement speed, the fire mage's fireballs blocked its retreat, and the assassin's dagger stabbed at its nape from behind.

The Lightning Goblin raised its staff, and a bolt of lightning struck the ice mage, whose body stiffened from the shock, collapsing to the ground, convulsing. Another bolt of lightning struck the fire mage, whose fireball exploded in its hand, engulfing him in flames as he screamed and rolled on the ground.

The assassin's dagger pierced the back of the Lightning Goblin's neck, the tip penetrating an inch. The Lightning Goblin let out a sharp screech, its body flashing in the lightning. The assassin was sent flying by the electric shock, crashing into a tree, sliding down, and remaining motionless.

Proshu's light blade has arrived.

A golden blade of light sliced ​​across the Lightning Goblin's neck, slicing through its robes and skin. Dark blue blood gushed from the wound. The Lightning Goblin swayed, its staff slipping from its hand and crashing to the ground.

It knelt down, then collapsed. Dark blue blood spread from beneath it, seeping into the fallen leaves and soil, crackling with an electric current.

Proscius landed on the ground, his wings folded, and the light blade dissipated in his palm. He bent down to pick up the Thunder Goblin's staff, weighed it in his hand, and noticed that the blue gem at the top of the staff was still crackling with faint arcs of electricity.

A slight smile played on his lips as he tucked his staff into his waistband, then turned to look at the crowd still locked in combat with the Minotaur King, Sauta.

The Minotaur, Sauta, was still charging. Its body was riddled with bullet holes and scorch marks, its dark bronze skin cratered and battered, yet it continued to move. Its battle axe cleaved an armored vehicle in two, its horns sent a guild leader flying, and its hooves crushed a soldier's skull.

The more people it killed, the more excited it became, its blood-red eyes burning with a violent flame, like two flames that would never be extinguished.

"Aim for its legs!" Zhang Peng shouted. The shield warrior drew the attention of the Minotaur King Sauta from the front, while the attackers fired at its knees from the side. The bullets struck the knees, blasting open the dark bronze skin to reveal the dark red muscles beneath.

Sauta the Minotaur bent his legs, tilted his body, and braced himself against the ground with his battle axe.

"Keep going!" Liu Yang charged forward with his shield raised. The shield struck the Minotaur Sauta's knee, causing Sauta's body to sway and his other leg to bend.

Fang Lin's arrow pierced its knee wound, embedding itself in the muscle with only a section of its tail feathers protruding.

Sauta, the Minotaur, let out a low growl and knelt on the ground.

"Focus fire on the head!" The tank's cannon was aimed at the head of the Minotaur King Sauta. The shell exploded on its face, blowing off a large chunk of its dark bronze skin and revealing the pale bones underneath.

The machine gunner unleashed the last few dozen bullets from the belt into its head. The bullets struck the bone, sending sparks flying, shattering the bone, and splattering bone fragments and blood everywhere. The Minotaur King Sauta swayed, then collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Its body crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. Its blood-red eyes were still burning, but its body was no longer moving.