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Chapter 785 Minotaur

To start the next round of attack, Moldova and Marca became the main force, and the other gladiators could only surround them from a distance, and they didn't even dare to get too close.

Not long ago, Achilles was slashed by Moldova in a desperate effort, and then threw the chain in his hand, causing half of one of the gladiators to be beaten into meat paste.

The remaining 4 people stand in 4 directions and surround the three people in the field.

"No, if this continues, we may all die here."

Maka's body was full of scars. As the main force in the battle, he had endured too much pressure. If he hadn't stood up in front, the rest of the people would have been in dire straits.

He looked a little sluggish, and his height had shrunk slightly, "Quickly think of a way, didn't you say you could kill him?"

Maca growled at Moldova.

"What time has it been? If you have a way, tell us as soon as possible. If not, then think of your last words and wait to die!"

At this time, Maka was not as full of confidence as before. He had envisioned countless times in his mind, but he never thought that this battle would be so difficult.

Crushed, is completely crushed.

If it weren't for some kind of bad taste of Achilles, they would probably die faster.

Being bounced away by Achilles again, Moldova moved to Maka and said something quickly.

Maka's face changed slightly, "Are you telling the truth?"

Moldova nodded, "It's absolutely true, there is only one possibility, and I can't be wrong."

He smiled miserably, "Now, do we have any other choice?"

Maca gritted his teeth, "Listen to you!"

He raised his hands, "This is my last strength!"

After finishing speaking, the sharp edge on the glove drew a strange pattern on the chest.

He chanted a few weird tones, and his figure was unbelievably elevated again, a layer of fluff grew on his body surface, and he looked like a majestic lion.

A flash of determination flashed in Moldova's eyes. He took out a reagent the size of a thumb from the hidden compartment in his belt. He didn't have time to open it. He put the whole test tube in his mouth, crushed it, and swallowed the liquid in it.

"Fight him!"

At this time, Maka had already rushed to Achilles' side. He looked extremely excited and attacked with his fists.

"Is this all you can do?"

"Rush around like a bull."

Achilles sneered, and the patience in his eyes disappeared, "It's too boring, I'd better kill you first, and then torture the rest one by one."

"Especially you, Moldova."

"Minotaur, your opponent is me!"

Maka roared.

Hearing his words, Achilles froze slightly, and there was a brief pause in his movements.

Maka was overjoyed, "What he said turned out to be true."

Grasping this rare moment, Maka walked around Achilles' side, and then kicked Achilles in the hollow of the leg.

Taking advantage of the momentum, he kicked up and jumped onto Achilles' shoulder.

"die!"

He raised his hands sharply, the muscles of his body gathered together, his arms swelled out of shape, and the glove on his arm squeezed and creaked.

At this time, Aleuris had come to his senses. He roared and rushed forward violently, but Maka seemed to have taken root on him, and his arms that had expanded several times slammed down!

"Get off me!"

Achilles waved his hands upwards, and Maka gritted his teeth, instead of choosing to defend and escape, he continued to smash down.

Bang!
puff!
Achilles was still faster, Maka spewed out a large stream of blood, his whole body flew high, and his legs twisted into a weird shape.

"Moldova!!"

"Kill him for me!"

Marca cried out, and his desperate blow spared Aurelis, but knocked his helmet askew.

Achilles' sight was blocked, and he couldn't see the scene in front of him for a while, but he didn't mess up at this moment, but relied on the memory just now, and punched hard on the back of his body.

Bang!
Accompanied by a bone crack and a heavy physical impact, Aleuris felt that he had hit a person, and he was sure that the other person's chest had been smashed to pieces in his attack, and there was no possibility of him surviving.

Anger welled up in his heart, and Aleuris raised his hand to straighten the horned helmet on his head, but just as he regained his sight, a black shadow flashed in front of him.

moldova.

how come?
Wasn't this guy beaten to death by me just now?
"Monster, die!"

The two daggers in Moldova's hands merged into one and struck hard on the horned helmet.

when!
The hard horned helmet was actually split in the middle by the blade, and the blade could cut Achilles' skull all the way down.

At this time, Moldova's strength was exhausted, he roared, "Do it!" At the same time, he pressed down hard with both hands.

The four gladiators who had been surrounding them threw out their weapons at the same time.

Chainnet, Chainnet, Chainnet!

This is a mesh weapon made of metal iron chains, and there are very few opportunities for this weapon to be used in ordinary times.

It is not as light as a fishing net, and the deployment speed is too slow to really trap the opponent.

But at this time, this weapon has become a deadly trump card, and Achilles is too busy dealing with Moldova's attack to care about him.

He could only let the four chain nets collide in the air, and then merged into a big net to cover the two of them!
In Moldova's original plan, there will be 4 groups of people waving the chain nets in their hands at the same time, and the 4 large nets will be layered on top of each other, and will completely envelop Aurelis.

Even with the physical strength of that monster, it is impossible to break free in a short time.

Achilles is not really invulnerable, his bones are hard, but his internal organs are also weak, as long as he seizes the opportunity, he can also be killed.

For this reason, Moldova even risked herself, willing to use herself as a bait, just to get a momentary chance to trap Achilles.

And he succeeded.

Although he himself will soon be killed by the other party.

Aleuris broke Moldova's arms and hugged him whole body, squeezing all the muscles in his body like a giant python.

The bones of Moldova's whole body creaked, and mouthfuls of blood spit out from the mouth.

"You are dead."

"I know your true identity. You are not a human, but a Minotaur, right?"

"Ha ha!"

Moldova laughed wildly, "Who would have thought that Argos' arena legend would not be human."

"What a disgrace."

Reminiscent of the huge change in size of Achilles in just a few years, "How interesting would it be if the entire Argos knew that the legendary warrior they admired turned out to be a beast?"

"Your helmet is broken."

Moldova vomited blood.

"I was imprisoned in the iron chain again. Next, just cut off your horns and lose the source of strength, and you will be slaughtered!"

Click!

Aleuris exerted his strength with both arms, and the bone fragments pierced Moldova's internal organs. His eyes were wandering, and it was obvious that he would not live long.

"What a pity that I couldn't kill you with my own hands!"

(End of this chapter)