Soon, Shami arrived not far from the so-called Minotaur outpost.
Calling it an outpost made it sound more like a medium-sized watchpoint.
Inside, there were more than twenty Minotaurs.
A human, a Minotaur, and a Slime hid behind the hill, quietly observing the situation over there.
"If you knock down all these Minotaurs, you could probably level up four or five levels."
Shami patted the Pink Minotaur beside him.
"Go on, charge over and let them taste the power of pure love horns!"
"Master Shami, I'm just a supporter of pure love, not an idiot."
The Pink Minotaur shook his head, looking solemn.
"There are more than twenty Minotaurs over there. If I charge in alone, assuming I can handle ten, what about the rest?"
Indeed, in terms of numbers, the other side held an absolute advantage.
Even for a Minotaur Chief, expecting the Pink Minotaur Chief to handle over twenty was clearly overestimating a level 2's strength.
