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"This person..." Bell was stunned, and he was also one of the people who vaguely felt that Weston was actually very weak.

Even if he is blessed, he is Lv1 himself, where did he get the courage to fight Minotaur?

But from the mutant goblins to the Minotaur in front of him, he always gets stronger and stronger!

At this moment, many people are also feeling emotional, but except for the magician, no one wants to help, and it can't help at all.

In the battle, Weston did not let go of Minotaur's other eye, and the blade was squeezed hard, stabbing it in.

puff!

As if the egg shell was pierced, the egg whites kept pouring out, but purple blood poured out.

Minotaur screamed in pain, stood on the spot and shook his head, desperately trying to throw this evil human away.

It has regretted coming to this class. If it weren't for that group of powerful adventure groups, he would not have appeared here at all.

Why does such a terrifying guy exist! ?

If I had known earlier, it would be better to die in the hands of those guys, at least not so painfully.

"last blow!"

Weston raised his long knife ruthlessly, stood between the eyebrows of Minotaur, grabbed his hair with one hand, and slashed the blade directly.

A huge wound spread, and blood sprayed out like a tide.

A blond female swordsman came in a hurry, followed by a group of people, who seemed to be a group, and just saw this scene at this moment.

They stood at the entrance to the third floor and stared at Weston's blood-stained figure, and couldn't help but stunned.

"Junior adventurer?"

In the next breath, Minotaur's body disintegrated and turned into a black mist.

Weston also jumped down from the air.

Looking at everyone around him, Weston's expression was slightly low, and his mind felt very bad now.

This is just a hang-up, with two states added, is it necessary to be so surprised?

In the previous fight against the Goblin Emperor, he wanted to see everyone's expression, and there was not even a person who helped him up.

Weston thought resentfully.

Forget it, they are strangers anyway.

Even if they meet, they won't say hello.

"Get ready to go back! I don't want to meet people who are about to die and ask me for water." Weston picked up the magic stone dropped by Minotaur and returned to the crowd.

A stabbing pain in the brain like needles came from time to time, and the darkness and light in front of the eyes changed each other.

The bearded dwarf smiled, the little brother who avenged himself for the broken arm, seems to be very irritable now.

"and many more!"

A cry came from behind, and everyone's faces froze.

"Come back!?" Weston turned around with the knife and pointed.

Welf next to him was so frightened that he quickly pressed his knife down: "Hello, these people don't need your help."

In fact, Weston's eyes were already in a trance, and the darkness was beginning to gradually erode him.

"thank you very much……"

In the end, Weston could only hear such a sentence, and then completely fell into a coma under a kind magic of the other party.

Chapter 18 Riveria

I don't know how long it took, but the surroundings have all fallen into silence.

The soft twilight of the setting sun, shining in from the window, reflected on Weston's bandaged face.

When Weston woke up again, he was already in a bed.

"In this way, you have successfully emerged from the dungeon..."

Weston muttered to himself, inevitably thinking of what he encountered in the dungeon.

Entering the dungeon for the first time, mutant goblins, Minotaur.

Now that I think about it, there were actually many ways at that time, and I didn't have to make myself so embarrassed now.

For example, when the Goblin Emperor, when the cunning mutant wanted to brutally kill them, he could obviously bombard the four magicians in the field without interruption.

Use Welf's magic sword to restrict movement, and leave the Ganesha family's Grim Han at the end for a one-hit kill.

At that time, there was no need to exchange injuries with Goblins and exchange lives for lives.

But thinking about it now is an afterthought!

The war situation at that time did not allow Weston to think calmly as a bystander like now, and he also fell into the situation of being a fan of the authorities.

As for the Minotaur, there is nothing to say, the attributes obtained after taking the props like the Wanbao Mallet are already a hang.

"But, all of them are back to the prototype..." Weston smiled bitterly.