The camp, which had been silent, seemed to have suddenly woken up from its sleep.
With a series of banging sounds, dozens of torches soaked in grease were lit violently, and the surroundings of the pool were illuminated as if it were day.
The conspirators were terrified.
Because all around them - those places where they thought there were no people before, are now full of heavily armed minotaurs.
"Pour the potion into the pot!"
In the crowd, a woman screamed.
It was Magatha, and she and all her people were dressed in black robes for the night walk, and no one had recognized her before.
A minotaur with a stirring rod stood up from the cauldron and raised his hand, trying to smash the vial against the rim of the pot.
However, before his raised hand could fall, his forearm disappeared with a gunshot.
People saw that in the rain of blood, a severed arm fell on the grass by the pond with a "snap", and a wisp of green light was still showing between the fingers clenched at the front end.
"Fight with them!"
Magassa shouted as she raised her hands, crackling lightning energy leaping between them, waiting to be released.
On their outskirts, a halberd-wielding minotaur shouted wildly and charged at the besiegers, but before he could take two steps, the thunderous gunfire rang out again, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.
Bright red blood gushed from beneath him and into the pond.
The minotaurs of the terror totem were suddenly shocked.
A young minotaur took a step out of the way with his shield shield, but the gunfire rang out again, and he felt as if he had been hit by the Titan's sledgehammer.
Even the man with the shield fell to the ground.
Luckily for him, the sturdy oak shield shattered completely.
But it blocked most of the impact for him, but even so.
He also paid the price of broken tendons, and he was on the ground, unable to get up again.
"Who else wants to give it a try?"
In the crowd that surrounded him, Dezko shouted loudly, to be honest, he was still very dissatisfied with Diego, he had barely used it tonight, and the strength he had saved for a long time almost suffocated himself from internal injuries.
By his side.
Bain?
Bloodhoof stepped forward and stepped forward.
"What else do you have to say now?"
He narrowed his eyes and stared at Magasa in the crowd. … 8，apltdivstyle=apotarg:2px02px0apotapgt