That's amazing survival skills!

"He's got quite a temper." Lin Yuan said, looking down to find a larger rock, which he then raised above his head and threw towards the minotaur.

As expected, the stone was shattered by the minotaur's axe.

"You despicable stranger, if you've got the guts, come down here and fight me for real!" The minotaur slammed his iron axe into the crater beneath his feet, white smoke billowing from his nostrils. "What kind of skill is this, resorting to such underhanded tactics?"

"Huh? It can talk?" Lin Yuan stroked her chin, finding it quite novel.

The goblins and kobolds we encountered before weren't particularly powerful among fantasy creatures, but they all followed the instincts of wild beasts. Only the priests had some degree of command over them.

But their pitiful intelligence, with brains only the size of a melon seed, only allows them to discern that a sneak attack is the most advantageous operation.

Aside from that, they are not much different from ordinary guys who only follow their animal instincts.

As for speaking?

That's even more impossible; the only thing it can make is gibberish.

call!

The minotaur, white smoke billowing from its nostrils, stared at the humans above with its crimson eyes. "If a lowly race like you can speak, do you think I, a descendant of the Minotaur, am more foolish than such a lowly race?!"

"Heh." Lin Yuan was so angry that she laughed.

This minotaur, who looks neither human nor strange, keeps talking about a lowly race.

Doesn't it know that only pets are distinguished by pedigree?

"Why don't you come out, you noble one?" Lin Yuan hurled the stone down with even more force. "Is it because you like staying at the bottom of this pit? Or is it because it's too hot and you want to stay down there to cool off?"

"You...you're not unable to get up here, are you?"

boom!

The stone didn't even have a chance to fly onto the minotaur's body before it was smashed to pieces by its fist.

"You lowly human, you will pay the price for your foul mouth!"

"I'm quite curious, what price can you possibly make me pay?" Lin Yuan said, not continuing to attack, but instead beckoning to the three women with her finger.

Seeing that action, the three women understood that the monster in front of them was not too powerful, but they didn't understand why Lin Yuan didn't just kill it. So they simply walked towards it.

Upon closer inspection, the three women displayed different expressions.

"Ugh, this guy is so ugly!" Han Miao curled her lips in disgust. "And, this guy doesn't wear any clothes, he's covered in hair, and he's incredibly ugly."

"It is indeed a bit ugly." Wang Xi nodded in agreement.

Gu Siyu remained silent, carefully examining the minotaur in the pit. The more she looked, the more familiar it seemed. She turned to Lin Yuan and asked, "Why does this guy look like a Minotaur?"

Upon hearing the voice, the minotaur looked up, about to speak, when he heard the human woman above speak again.

"However, this guy doesn't seem to be a Minotaur." Gu Siyu continued after examining it. "A Minotaur has a bull's head and a human body, and it doesn't have this much thick hair all over its body. It should be its descendant, but the concentration of its bloodline should be very weak."

"Human woman, you have good judgment. Tell me your name, and I won't kill you afterwards." The minotaur crossed his arms, raised his head, and pointed his nose to the sky. "I will allow you into my territory and make you the mother of my offspring. Of course, you can only be my slave."

"I don't know how many generations it's been, but the bloodline is extremely mixed. In our local parlance," Gu Siyu paused for a moment, then continued, "this kind of situation should be called a hybrid."

As soon as the minotaur opened his mouth and heard the word "bastard," even more white smoke billowed from his nostrils, and his chest heaved even more violently.

Lin Yuan barely suppressed his laughter, especially when he saw the murderous intent emanating from the minotaur's scarlet eyes, he could no longer hold back.

Han Miao and Wang Xi initially found it somewhat intriguing, as they thought of the Minotaur from Western fantasy mythology.

After all, even if they hadn't specifically looked into it, they had heard others talk about it, so it was both unfamiliar and somewhat familiar to them.

He couldn't hold back when he heard the word "bastard".

Clutching his lower abdomen, he pointed at the minotaur at the bottom of the pit, laughing unrestrainedly.

"Human! You're asking for death!"

The minotaur roared, pulled out the long-handled iron axe stuck in the ground, took two or three steps back and began to run, trying to rush out of the pit in one go.

"I will crush you piece by piece, chop off your limbs, and make you wail every night!"

Repeating crossbow.

Without wasting any words, Wang Xi took out a repeating crossbow and handed it to Lin Yuan, also transferring a large number of bows and crossbows to him.

Lin Yuan wasn't going to be polite to this minotaur, constantly finding the perfect angle to pull the trigger.

The crossbow bolts seemed to have eyes, shooting towards vulnerable spots such as the eyes, joints of the limbs, and groin.

Didn't you know that Lin Yuan hates minotaurs the most?

This minotaur dares to show his face? He's asking for death!

Dangdang Dangdang!

The minotaur who rushed to the halfway point raised his long-handled axe and spun it wildly, forming an impenetrable barrier that blocked all the incoming crossbow bolts.

Having lost its momentum, the minotaur inevitably retreated backward, back into the pit.

"What? Is that all you've got?" Lin Yuan mocked as he quickly loaded his crossbow, a speed that Wang Xi couldn't match at all.

The crossbow was aimed at the minotaur again, and a cold laugh rang out: "Let's see how long you can stay down there, and whether you'll have a chance to come up again."

"Humans!"

The moment the minotaur roared, thirty crossbow bolts came flying from different directions.

Despite wielding the long-handled iron axe, it was still blocked in every way.

Before it could even catch its breath, another thirty crossbow bolts came flying.

The three women stood quietly to the side, not even bothering to lower their voices to discuss anything; all that was missing was a handful of melon seeds and a small stool.

"I think that bastard will definitely be able to take down that bastard."

"Isn't that obvious? How could this impure bastard possibly be a match for us?"

"Hmm, bastard."

The minotaur grew increasingly red-faced and its breathing became heavier. What it hated most in its life was being called a bastard. All those guys who called it a bastard had been torn to pieces!

Step forward, arch your back, and extend your arms backward.

Whoosh!

The spinning long-handled axe was thrown towards the three women as a noose.

The moment he threw the object, the minotaur stepped back and then charged at full speed toward the three women.

The spinning long-handled axe whistled through the air.

They may have been sarcastic, but in reality, they were far from taking it lightly.

As the minotaur made the throwing motion, the three women's muscles tensed, and the axe scattered in all directions the instant it left their hands.

boom!

The spinning long-handled axe slammed to the ground, sending up a shower of pebbles that embedded themselves deep into the earth.

"Moo!" The minotaur, charging with all its might, finally broke free of the crater, roaring and venting its rage, "Now, your death is nigh!"

"Whose death are you talking about?"

Before the minotaur could even see clearly, it felt one of its legs suddenly go numb, followed by a foot kicking it hard in the chest.

Having lost its balance, it tumbled back into the deep pit with a thud.

The only difference was that when it tried to stand up, it discovered that the area below its left knee was completely missing.

His eyes searched around.

Then they saw the damned human who had been shooting wildly at it earlier, now standing with one foot on its mangled body and holding a dark red axe with patterns in his other hand, blood still dripping from the axe.

"Moo! Moo!"

The minotaur roared madly, pounding his fists on the ground and stretching his neck to vent his anger.

Lin Yuan switched back to his repeating crossbow, aimed it at the minotaur, and said, "You're not good enough either. I thought you were some kind of expert."

"So, this is it?"

Click!Click!Click!

The crossbows fired continuously, were quickly reloaded, and continued firing.

The minotaur, now unarmed and with a broken leg, could only raise his arm to defend himself against the dense crossbow bolts.

Soon, its arms were riddled with crossbow bolts, embedded in the bone, causing it to roar wildly in pain!

"You lowly human! If you have the guts, come down here and fight me for three hundred rounds!"

Lin Yuan loaded the crossbow bolts at a leisurely pace, curling his lip, "You're not only a bastard with mottled blood, your brain has also been polluted by that bastard bloodline."

As he spoke, Lin Yuan pointed to his head and continued to pull the trigger.

"I have weapons, why should I go down and fight you hand-to-hand?"

"I'm not mentally unstable."

"You!" The minotaur's chest heaved violently, a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat.