One of the demon adventurers, staring in horror, shouted, "This can't be happening! We're completely outmatched!" His voice was a mixture of disbelief and panic.
Nearby, another adventurer's hands shook as he cried out, "I’ve never seen such power—this is beyond anything we’ve faced!" Her eyes were wide, reflecting the dread she felt.
As the Minotaur King loomed over them, a third adventurer, barely able to hold back his fear, stammered, "We’re doomed if Zealot can’t find a way to overcome this—there’s no escaping the Minotaur King’s wrath!" His words were laced with desperation and anxiety.
With a calm, measured gaze, Zealot assessed the transformed Minotaur King, calculating his next move. "Everyone, stay calm and stay back," he ordered, his voice steady and authoritative. "The 1 vs 1 game isn't over yet.”
Viviana, though exhausted, couldn't help but feel a surge of hope. She had witnessed Zealot's strategic brilliance before and suspected he must still have an ace up his sleeve; otherwise, he wouldn’t exude such confidence. "What are you planning, Zealot?" she asked, her voice filled with a mix of curiosity and trust.
Zealot turned to her, a confident smile playing on his lips. "You'll see it soon enough," he said, his voice low but brimming with determination.
Despite doubling in size, the Minotaur King was still able to move comfortably inside the vast throne room. Naturally, this wasn’t surprising, considering the grand throne room was not only immense but also meticulously designed to accommodate colossal giants like these monstrous Minotaurs. Every detail, from the towering ceilings to the expansive floor space, ensured that even at their most formidable size, the Minotaurs could still navigate their domain with ease and authority.
ROAAAAAARRRRRRR!
The Minotaur King roared once again, this time it was a roar to display dominance. "Hahaha! How about now? Do you still think you can beat me in my ultimate form?!" he bellowed in a thunderous voice, glaring fiercely at Zealot. His eyes burned with a menacing intensity as he took a few steps forward, every movement calculated to intimidate Zealot.
Zealot stood firm, his eyes never leaving the Minotaur King's monstrous form. "It's time to show you what real power looks like," he declared, his voice calm yet filled with a dangerous edge.
Zealot raised his hand, and with a swift, decisive gesture, he activated his ultimate skill using his mind.
MINION BERSERK!
In an instant, a surge of rage energy enveloped the Skeleton Gold Warriors, their forms trembling as the berserk power took hold. Their eyes blazed with a fierce, otherworldly light, and their movements became even more rapid and powerful. The air around them crackled with raw, unbridled energy, and the ground shook as they prepared to launch their most devastating attack yet.
The Minotaur King, momentarily taken aback by the sudden change in the skeletal minions' aura, let out a furious roar. "You think these pitiful bones can stand against my Titanic Rage Destroyer?!" he thundered, raising his colossal hammer high above his head.
Zealot's eyes gleamed with determination. "You'll find out soon enough," he replied, his voice unwavering. He then signaled his skeletal warriors. "Attack!"
The Skeleton Gold Warriors, now in their berserk state, charged at the Minotaur King with unprecedented speed and ferocity. Their strikes were like a relentless storm, each blow landing with the force of a massive sledgehammer. The Minotaur King swung his gigantic hammer in a wide arc, attempting to crush the skeletal minions, but their berserk power made them almost too fast to hit.
SLASH! CRACK! BOOM!
The grand throne room was filled with the cacophony of battle. The Minotaur King, though immensely powerful, struggled to keep up with the relentless assault of the berserk Skeleton Gold Warriors. His massive frame, once a symbol of invincibility, now seemed sluggish and vulnerable against the blinding speed and precision of Zealot's minions.
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Zealot, seizing the opportunity, joined the fray with his fists, striking at the Minotaur King's exposed flanks with relentless determination. Each of his punches landed with precision, but unfortunately, they barely made a dent on the Minotaur King's thick hide, revealing the vast difference in their strength.
'Tch! Looks like I really need to raise my level higher if I want to do significant damage…' Zealot thought.
The Minotaur King roared in pain and fury, his movements becoming more desperate and erratic. "I will not be defeated by mere, pathetic skeletal minions!" he bellowed, his voice filled with rage.
Zealot smirked, his confidence unwavering. "You're already defeated," he said coldly, his voice sharp and unyielding. "You just don't know it yet. All your rage and desperation won't save you now."
As the Minotaur King was distracted by Zealot’s words for a brief moment, one of the skeleton warriors seized the opportunity and delivered a powerful strike to the Minotaur King's side. Staggered by the force of the attack, the Minotaur King stumbled backward, his grip on his enormous hammer faltering. Sensing the moment of weakness, the two Skeleton Gold Warriors pressed their advantage, their strikes becoming even more vicious and relentless.
ROAAAARRRRR!
THUD! RUMBLE!
With a final, shuddering roar, the Minotaur King fell to his knees, his colossal form crashing to the ground. The mighty hammer slipped from his grasp, landing with a thunderous impact that echoed through the vast throne room. The once-mighty beast lay defeated, his life force ebbing away.
The grand throne room fell silent as everyone stood speechless, unable to believe that Zealot had won. Meanwhile, Zealot stood over the fallen Minotaur King, his chest heaving with exertion. "This is the end for you," he said quietly, his voice filled with finality.
The Minotaur King, his eyes dimming, looked up at Zealot with a mixture of rage and resignation. "You... you may have defeated me," he admitted, his voice a mere whisper. "But know this, adventurer... in the future, the world of Ixion will be ruled by us monsters. This is not the end. Greater and more terrifying monsters will rise, and your victory here will soon be forgotten. Remember my words... the “Age of Monsters” is coming."
Zealot nodded, his expression grim. "I welcome them," he replied, his voice steady. "But for now, your reign of terror is over."
With a swift, decisive punch, Zealot delivered the final blow, ending the Minotaur King's life. The colossal beast let out a final, shuddering breath, then lay still.
GASP!
[The Minotaur King has been slain!]
[Leveled Up!]
[Level: 90 >> 95]
[Skeleton Gold Warrior’s Progression: 10%]
The demon adventurers, who had watched the battle in awe, erupted in cheers, their voices filled with relief and triumph. Zealot turned to face them, a look of satisfaction on his face. "We've done it," he said, his voice filled with pride. "The Minotaur King is finally defeated."
Viviana, still catching her breath, approached Zealot, her eyes brimming with admiration. "That was incredible!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine awe. "You are truly amazing!”
Zealot smiled, his gaze meeting hers. "Thank you, Viviana," he replied. "But this victory belongs to all of us. We fought as a team, and we triumphed as a team."
As the group gathered around the fallen Minotaur King, they couldn't help but feel a sense of camaraderie and unity. They had faced a formidable boss monster and emerged victorious, their bond stronger than ever.
Meanwhile, as Zealot and his skeletal minions successfully vanquished the Minotaur King, a wave of terror swept over the remaining Royal Minotaur Knights. The sight of their fallen king had left them paralyzed with fear, as they realized they were now leaderless and without direction. The spark of hope that had once fueled their determination to fight was extinguished in an instant. They knew that even if they summoned the courage to engage in battle, victory was beyond their grasp, for they stood no chance against Zealot’s overwhelmingly powerful skeletal minions.
Without hesitation, the remaining Royal Minotaur Knights committed suicide, forcefully digging out their hearts and crushing them. With that, their gigantic bodies collapsed to the ground, causing the grand throne room to shake violently.
RUMBLE!
DING!
[The Minotaur Royal Knight has been slain!]
[The Minotaur Royal Knight has been slain!]
[The Minotaur Royal Knight has been slain!]
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[Leveled Up!]
[Level: 95 >> 96]
[Skeleton Gold Warrior’s Progression: 10% >> 12%]
As everyone was celebrating and eagerly collecting their loot from the Minotaur King's corpse, Zealot found himself lost in serious thought, his mind replaying the Minotaur King's ominous words. ‘Age of Monsters is coming, huh? What the hell does that even mean? I don’t remember such an event taking place in the novel. Could my presence have altered the future?’