Chapter 52: Griff's Death (Part II)
On the spot, the tentacles of the octopus, which seemed to be soft but were actually as tough as a spear, penetrated their hearts and lungs, and fell to the ground coughing up blood and struggling to escape.
But he was immediately punctured through his throat again and died of exhaustion.
All these actions are immediately like flipping a switch.
As the wizards immediately scattered, most of those who didn't have time to escape immediately ran to the corner away from Griff.
Outside the door of the council hall, the wizard guards standing guard have long been replaced by the wizards with elite warriors and killers who are proficient in martial arts, and among them are several middle-aged martial arts masters with stormy and bloody blades.
Before they arrived, their swords were already flying.
If Chen Xuyuan saw it, he thought that he had entered the world of Xianxia where he could fly immortals with swords.
After a series of whistling sounds, a large number of weapons flew in from the gate, in addition to the weapons that the imperial weapon flew just now, and some killers seemed to have already taken out the assembled crossbow!
They fired all kinds of enchanted arrows with powerful demon-breaking effects, and each one cost hundreds of gold coins.
There were also some majestic, round-waisted melee warriors, armed with large axes or broadswords, who rushed in front of the wizards in two steps, blocking the long black tentacles that shot at them.
Wizards who have lost their spells are vulnerable, trembling and arrogant like quails, all of them leaping and dancing in their own hands, trying to escape Griff's deliberate pursuit!
Speaker Griff, who was burned with extreme ridicule and anger, just needs the blood of these sharp-toothed anti-water villains to vent his anger.
Clement, who was next to him, shouted loudly: "Griff, you hypocritical politician, it turns out that you have long given up your human identity. To talk to us about the glory of humanity is as shameless as the bureaucrats who have long been preparing to secretly emigrate with their whole families abroad. But do you think that by colluding with the extraterritorial demon god Cthulhu, with a half-demonic body and using the demons' innate supernatural abilities, they can defeat us? Hahaha, we have never underestimated you, you better feel the changes in your body!"
Really.
Before he could finish speaking, Griff already sensed that something was wrong: "You actually put poison on the dagger! No! That's not right, it's not poison." ”
"Yes, it's not poison. This is the Profanity Gem that we traded from an evil god, and it is filled with the powerful power of death created by blasphemy. This will not be killed by the power inside, and you will become a non-human and non-ghost thing!"
This was not said by Clement, but added by the old wizard Gabriel, who had already exited the door.
"Gabriel, what good have they done you! Even you want to betray me! I trust you so much!" Griff's octopus mouth could still mumble, and a rumbling muffled voice asked.
But no one answered him.
The other wizards retreated to the small square outside the council hall, all of them looking at him with the look of anger and incomprehension on their faces as if they had been choked by the neck, apparently waiting too long for the day of his tragic end.
"Old Greeve, you'd better be a fool!" the words rang out from the crowd, and I don't know who said it.
As the [Blasphemy Gem] took effect, a large number of patches of color like age spots appeared on the surface of Griff's powerful body, and the color of his entire body gradually changed from dark green to blue-gray similar to solidified cement, and his muscles began to appear completely lifeless.
His epidermis no longer has the strength to fight the sword, and the ability to automatically close and regenerate wounds to heal, and sometimes the axe shatters like a concrete clod.
And those killers with high martial arts who were invited with a lot of money raised the axes and swords in their hands with cold faces, and slashed hard at those tentacles and bodies.
Slice off the stout, clawed, grotesque tentacles, and soon the entire body was scarred, spilling a large amount of oily green inhuman blood.
But those tentacles were as tough as iron sheets, and when they were cut by the heavy sword and axe, they only hurt the flesh outside!
The combined blow sent Griff to the ground, waving his large, gray-green tentacles in pain, like a mad humanoid octopus trying to break through the killer's defenses and kill the unprotected High Wizards.
If he could still keep his senses, then he should think of trying his best to break through and call the other wizard guards on the periphery to come to the rescue.
Pity...... It's too late.
Finally, he let out a wild shout, just when others thought he was going to play some tricks.
Griff's body swelled up and swelled again, with strange and ugly twists in his limbs.
The power of death and the power of the demon god that he could no longer suppress in his once infinite scenery, the muffled sound of firecrackers constantly sounded in his body, and finally broke through the bones and twisted the muscles and internal organs of his body into twisted pieces.
Griff's half-octopus's large body seemed to have turned into a solidified stone statue, and it fell heavily on the cold hard floor, and more than a dozen black python-like tentacles twitched unwillingly before finally falling to the ground like a few dripping pieces of flesh and blood.
Wisps of gray smoke rose faintly, and the remaining flesh turned from ash to black, and began to sand like ashes that had burned out firewood, and then evaporated and drifted away.
Finally, he was dead.
Since he had already sold his soul to the Demon God, none of the high-ranking wizards tried in vain to collect his soul - after all, the soul of a legendary wizard was worth a fortune among the plane merchants.
With expressions of awe and pity on their faces, the crowd carefully gathered around again, carefully looking at the fate of this "supreme dictator" who had dominated the world for more than 90 years.
Because they finally removed the only mountain that had been oppressed for many years on their heads.
Gabriel looked at the octopus face on the ground, which had reverted to a partially human form after death, and was full of anger and fear of death, and exclaimed, "Even the supreme wizard who is in power and power, it turns out that when he dies, he is no different from us 'stupid' mortals." It's not incomprehensible to us that you're trying to make it work to the detriment of our other wizards! ”
All the wizards also laughed with relief, and shouted together: "Hehehe, Griff, Griff, in the end, if you want to become like the three emperors and five emperors in the ancient wizards, and leave a holy name in history, in the end, you can only become a speck of dust in the long river of time!hahahaha, only we can decide how history is written, even ignorant ordinary people will not remember you!hahahaha~~"