Chapter 213: The Head of the Demon and the Death Hugger! (Thanks to Neiro for the tip)
The Griffon's Heart is suppressed and disappears, which means that players can play to their full strength.
"Are you sure?"
The furious dragon looked at the sky.
After the collision between the demon and the church's ultimate, the sky was bustling with activity.
Yes, countless griffons and angels have risen into the air to fight fiercely with the endless stream of fire spirits and demons that have emerged from the summoning circle.
In this kind of battlefield where the transcendent is not as good as a dog and the ace goes around, and the champion can shake it, going to the palace is looking for death.
Because it's like the center of a vortex.
Even the champion-level combat power has to be calculated in terms of 'hundreds'.
The championship level, which is usually rare, appears like they don't want money at this time, and their strength has passed, and they definitely have to kneel if they can't even lift the bubbles.
The rain of blood in the air also stopped.
"Do you think I'm so self-conscious?"
Zhao Hao looked at the angry dragon.
No matter how confident he is, he doesn't dare to rush into that whirlpool.
So his plan was indeed to plunder, but the real target was not the palace.
"Is it a sound of sound from east to west?"
The paralyzed face of the war king guessed Zhao Hao's plan.
Indeed, there will definitely be countless good things in the palace, but there are too many stares, and if you really want to loot there, no matter how many players there are, it will not be enough to die, but it will be much easier to rob other places.
"Who knows!"
Zhao Hao didn't answer directly, just coldly watched as those players who came out of nowhere rushed towards the palace.
'Sure enough'
There were more than 200 people in the café, nearly 100 forces of different sizes, and he never felt that he could really keep it a secret.
No matter how good the reputation is, when faced with the temptation of huge benefits, it may not be able to hold on.
Especially when there is no contract, leaking information is inevitable.
That's why there are many examples of failures due to leakage of plans.
"This is..."
Anger tipped across Gnavier's perfect face.
She also knew that someone must have leaked the plan, otherwise it would not have been possible for so many players to rush to the palace.
However, these players are destined to be cannon fodder, targets to attract attention, so Zhao Hao deliberately said that it was to rob the palace, the robbery was real, but the goal was false.
"Freya, what do you think is the most unforgettable feeling in this world?"
Zhao Hao, who walked towards the high platform with a few people, asked about his pet.
"Love?"
Although she didn't understand why Zhao Hao asked, Freya still gave an uncertain answer.
"No, it's revenge!"
Zhao Hao shook his head.
No matter what the world is, there is love to sing and cry about, but more often than not, it is revenge.
Love will quickly dissipate, but hatred will grow deeper and deeper like fine wine.
If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have let Mia, the white knight head of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, go last time.
In order to take revenge, the other party will definitely do whatever it takes, and if you can give the other party a chance to take revenge, you will naturally be able to completely take it under your command.
If you left people behind in the Shattered Star Islands before, let alone whether the other party is willing to join the Storm Territory, even if you do, it will be a time bomb.
Now it's different!
For revenge, the other party will sincerely join the storm leader, because Zhao Hao will avenge it.
I came to Griffon Square on purpose, in addition to witnessing the opening of this turbulent era, but also to take each other away.
If you don't take it away now, the other party may be resurrected as an undead after death.
So in any case, the other party must be taken away.
As they approached the high platform, the situation changed abruptly.
"I really didn't expect that Dilisa, the demon leader who destroyed the Griffin Empire hundreds of years ago, would actually make a move against the Griffin Principality that he left behind!"
A cold and ruthless voice sounded in the viewing procession huddled in the corner, and a figure walked out.
At the same time, a gray mist began to fill the sky.
Here it comes!
Seeing the gray mist in the sky, Zhao Hao knew that it was the turn of the undead to appear.
The ultimate beneficiary of this event is none other than the undead.
The entire Griffin King and the Attached ** Yuan will be transformed into the land of the dead in the blood-colored griffin sacrifice, and it will still exist even when Zhao Hao is reborn.
The gray mist in the air has another name.
Dark canopy!
As long as it is shrouded, any teleportation, spatial ability will be prohibited, divination, prophecy... Spells and abilities like this cannot be used or take effect.
The point is to shade the sky and let out the sun.
"I really didn't expect that the third consul of the Diya Empire, the 'Death Hugger', also came, and it seems that you skeletons are also eyeing my prey?"
The head of the demons, or Diliza, spoke in a solemn tone.
Bone sticks!
It's like a dragon's lizard... Elf's long-eared scorn.
"The Council of Eternal Sleep is no picky eater!"
The Death Hugger, dressed in black heavy armor and cloak, and holding a long sword, stabbed the ornate sword in his hand into the high platform.
A pale aura spread around the sword.
Even the barrier that had been unable to be broken or dismantled rattled as if it had been eroded by something.
Seeing this, the cardinal on the high platform was just about to stop it.
Burst!
A long sword stabbed him in the back.
And it was Akmund, who had been frozen in place like a puppet.
By this time, his red eyes had become hollow and pale, and there was no emotion in them, and his black hair was turning white.
"The potential of the Demon Child is indeed extraordinary, it took so many years to complete the 'Ritual of the Dead'!"
The Death Hugger let go of his sword and looked at Akmund as if he were looking at something perfect.
And Dilisha also knew that his plan had failed, and even if he made another move, it would be too late, so there was no movement.
For a demon like him, who has lived for countless years, the failure of the plan is also a failure, and as long as he lives, there is a chance to make a comeback.
Ritual of the Dead!
A special ritual that transforms living beings into undead.
Unlike the undead who are resurrected from the dead, they can retain the memories of the living, the body... And so on.
With so many benefits, there are naturally many disadvantages.
At least it requires an undead powerhouse at the Archon level to use it, and the price is exaggerated, if it is not an extremely optimistic target, this ritual will not be used at all.
Let's get off the book
And the goal is to 'cooperate voluntarily'.
Had it not been for today's scene that made Akmund give up his resistance, the ritual would not have succeeded.
Akmund didn't seem to have changed much at this time, but he was actually a different person.
The biggest difference between the undead and the living is the change in the way of thinking.
Even if you are a relative one second, you can be indifferent the next second.
After Akmund was transformed into an undead, he killed the cardinal who was far above him in strength as soon as he made a move, which can be called his C-position debut.
And that's just the beginning!
He quickly rushed towards the area where the griffon royal family was.
Of course, the griffin guards would fight back, but they were easily slaughtered by the combat-ready Akmund.
One corpse after another appeared.
"Help!"
"You demon XXX!"
"Don't come here!"
"We're your relatives!"
All kinds of cries for mercy and curses rang out.
Filial piety sword!
This title was also obtained precisely because Akmund slaughtered his relatives, and even his adoptive father's family was not spared in the future.
Anyway, the other party can't shake off this pot.
Blackened!
Becoming an undead is just a change in the way of thinking, but it does not mean that you must slaughter your loved ones.
Akmonk's doing so was definitely the result of a distorted mind.
Just as Akmund was staring at the black-haired girl cowering in the corner, the barrier was also eroded and destroyed, leaving the high platform and the outside world unobstructed.