The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1092

"Are you satisfied now?"

The headless corpse in the sky was in free fall, falling towards the ground from slow to fast.

The four pillars of the wilderness sensed that the living creature that was full of vigor just a moment ago was gradually losing its vitality. An indifferent voice without any emotion came out of the mouth of the Kobold Saint Da Vinci, and he slowly retracted his gaze to stare straight at the calm and murderous face of the bugbear.

The other two demigods wiped the remaining blood on their weapons, with sadness and desolation in their eyes.

Before the headless corpse fell to the ground, the magician among the three masked assassins cast the Mage's Hand magic and caught the corpse steadily. At the same time, he controlled two other Mage's Hand magics to start stripping the equipment and loot from the corpse.

Since the three assassins were unharmed at this time, the true identity of the owner of the headless corpse was naturally self-evident.

Perhaps Marvin never thought until his death that what he regarded as a life-saving straw would eventually become his death warrant. Unprepared, the dwarf goblin assassin faced the joint attack of the bear goblin saint and two demigod melee comrades. It would have been difficult for him to survive even in his prime, let alone now that he was running out of energy and locked by the dimensional anchor, unable to perform shadow jumps, making it impossible for him to survive.

"It's not that I'm not satisfied, but that he deserved to die, or that he died a worthy death."

There was no joy on Allen's face, even though the plan to kill Marvin was initiated by him.

Although Marvin, his fellow goblin, had many conflicts with Allen, Allen was broad-minded and courageous enough not to kill him for these reasons.

The reason why Alan and the three pillars wanted to kill together this time was naturally because the other party had his own way of seeking death, but Alan could not deny that he played a key role in this.

"Sir, we have completed the mission you issued. If there is nothing else, we will return to report."

After the three demigods packed up their spoils, they calmly came up to Alan and his group. The leading magician negotiated with Alan and his group on behalf of the three.

"Thank you for your hard work. I will have someone send the mission reward to the guild later."

"Goodbye, my Excellencies the Pillars of the Universe."

The magician nodded, then respectfully saluted the other three Pillars of the Wilderness, and left with his two companions.

These three demigod-level warriors from the Assassin's Guild actually had great confidence that they could kill their target even if Alan and his men hadn't suddenly intervened.

The reason why the Assassin's Guild has been able to take root and develop peacefully in the Mansa Wilderness for so many years is that they have always adhered to the rules established with the Temple of Nature and the Mansa Alliance many years ago, and never personally assassinated important figures of the two major forces.

Just like when Allen participated in the assassination of Black Keeper, the pillar of the wilderness in his early years, the final blow to Black Keeper was finally delivered by a strong man sent by the temple.

Alan and his tribe have many spies around them, and they may not have the professional and appropriate means to carry out the task of besieging the demigod, so they simply handed the matter over to the Assassin's Guild.

Moreover, by doing so, we can guide public opinion to shift the blame away afterwards. At least we can give the public an apparent explanation and maintain the unity of the wilderness.

"We still have a lot of work to do to clean up the mess. According to our previous agreement, you all have to work with me to deal with it!"

After the people from the Assassin's Guild left, Alan turned around and reminded his three companions.

"Humph!!"

The Kobold Saint Da Vinci responded with a stern face. A ball of fire rose out of thin air from the staff in his hand, and then it flew towards the headless corpse of the demigod lying on the ground with a long tail of flame.

call! !

The headless corpse was wrapped in flames, just like hot oil meeting cold water. A blazing column of fire immediately rose up and began to burn violently.

Just as this premeditated murder was completed, in the main city of the Yucatan tribe in the southeast, the members of the Yucatan tribe were still living a peaceful and tranquil life.

Garfield, the dwarf wizard, stood by the window on top of a tall spire, overlooking the entire prosperous city, and couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at having great power.

After the demigod Marvin, who still held the position of patriarch, left the tribe, all matters of the tribe, big and small, were presided over by Garfield, a legendary high-level wizard whose wisdom and strength were second only to Marvin.

Having been stuck at the high-level legendary level for more than one hundred and fifty years, and seeing the footsteps of death approaching him step by step, Garfield can no longer concentrate on immersing himself in the world of magic and knowledge.

Whether it was for the sake of his family's growth and expansion, or for the inheritance of his own knowledge, Garfield had to start making plans in advance so that when his final moment came, he would not be in such a hurry.

Of course, he also wanted to enjoy things that he did not have the time and energy to pursue in the past, such as wealth and power.

Holding great power, with hundreds of thousands of compatriots at his disposal, this feeling seemed no less satisfying than the pleasure he got from traveling in the magic world. Even at this time, Garfield, who had just tasted the power for the first time, felt that its charm had surpassed the fun of magic, making him somewhat regretful that he should have changed his pursuit earlier.

The wizard, intoxicated with power, was unaware that a shadow behind him was turning from virtual to real, and two sharp blades emitting cold light were piercing straight into its thick neck.

puff!
Poof! !
All the passive magic protection that always lingered on Garfield was like freshly made tofu, which was easily broken by the tips of the sharp daggers. It had no effect at all.

Just as the sword was about to pierce through the delicate and thin wizard's robe, the pigeon egg-sized diamond under the dazzling necklace on Garfield's chest quietly disappeared, and at the same time, a bright white light ball quickly enveloped the dwarf wizard's body.

puff!
The double blades fell, but there was no feedback of force. The assassin, who had revealed his body, showed no surprise in his exposed eyes, and his body quickly disappeared in the current space.

Garfield, who had escaped death due to the passive activation of his necklace, now had a gloomy face. However, as soon as he left the teleportation channel, he, who was also a veteran, began to utter magic syllables. The luxurious magic equipment on his body was rippling with layers of magic fluctuations. It turned out that the dwarf wizard had luxuriously activated the magic attached to the equipment. What he didn't expect was that the teleportation magic he cast at the cost of a precious star diamond had a much shorter distance in space and time than he had imagined. Just as the magic on his equipment was activated, Garfield once again found the assassin's trace in his perception.

The opponent was like a leech, and immediately emerged from the shadow under his feet, and attacked his lower body as he left the shadow plane.

puff!
Ding! !

The invisible magic shield was simply unable to block the attacks of the two short blades with magic-breaking properties. However, the tangible shield formed by ice and earth elements caused a certain degree of obstruction to the assassin's attack, but it only slightly slowed down the opponent's attack time.

However, this little time buffer was enough for Garfield to use the space magic blessed by his equipment and once again leave the dangerous situation through the teleportation channel.

As soon as the dwarf goblin's figure disappeared, the assassin's body, which was not much taller than the dwarf goblin, also disappeared. Finally, he once again locked onto the exit of the dwarf goblin's teleportation magic and jumped into the opponent's shadow.

"..."

If Garfield just felt the shock and fear of being assassinated, then at this moment his heart was definitely falling freely towards the bottomless dark abyss and falling into despair.

Garfield did not give up his desire to survive. After trying to regain his calm and rationality, he quickly launched various self-rescue measures. While he continued to activate the magic of his equipment, he also threw out various powerful magic props in his dimensional equipment without any hesitation, trying to slow down the assassin's attack.

During the 5-6 consecutive magic transmissions, there would always be a series of magic explosions in the space where Garfield was before. However, the powerful magic could not stop the assassin's determination to hunt down the dwarf goblin, who still held on to his shadow breath and fought to the death.

Especially since Garfield knew that the assassin only had three shadow jumps, but now he was caught up by the opponent using shadow jumps after teleporting several times, which means that the assassin who assassinated him is at least a demigod.

Only when one reaches the demigod level or above can one break free from the shackles of the profession and break through the original limits.

After realizing this, the dwarf goblin wizard became even more desperate!

In the futile struggle and chase, when the dwarf goblin's teleportation items are used up, it means that he has reached the moment of his death.

puff! puff! !

One of the two short blades emitting cold light pierced through the dwarf goblin's chest and pierced his heart, while the other pierced diagonally upwards along the back of the cervical vertebrae into the brain. Even a saint would be powerless in the face of such a fatal injury, let alone a dwarf goblin of legendary level.

Life force quickly dissipated from the dwarf goblin's thin and small body. Although his emerald-like pupils were filled with attachment and reluctance to this world, it was difficult to change the rules of reality. An invisible soul was slowly drifting towards the River Styx in a distant plane, or perhaps towards the kingdom of a certain god.

It seems long to describe this fierce stabbing and killing in words, but in fact the whole process of the real scene was only a dozen breaths. When the powerful aura and magic fluctuations that suddenly burst out from the wizard's spire were transmitted to the prosperous city and the powerful Yucatan tribesmen perceived and reacted, many things had already been settled.

Swish!
Two daggers were pulled out from the gradually losing temperature corpse of the dwarf goblin. The masked assassin rolled up his wrists and made a bunch of sword flowers to shake off the blood on the blades. He then took out a long rhombus-shaped crystal product from the dimensional equipment on his waist, and the shadow energy in his body poured into it.

Time and space beacon!

A precious magic item, but its effect is very simple. It only provides accurate positioning for a companion in a distant place, so that the other party can track or teleport over a long distance.

hum! !

The beacon emitted a faint light, and a silent sound vibrated at the soul level. Soon, a translucent portal quickly took shape on the left side of the space where the beacon was located, and a veiled magician wearing a wizard's robe and revealing long pointed ears walked out steadily from the portal.

"I'll leave the control core of the maze in the tower to you. I'll go outside and create chaos to buy you some time!"

When the demigod assassin saw his teammates coming, he didn't care about picking up the loot from the dwarf goblin's body on the ground. He just uttered a sentence and his body gradually dimmed until he disappeared.

The newly arrived magician nodded, and at the same time a ball of brilliant light burst out from the staff in his hand. A faint wave swept through the magician's spire, helping the new magician to explore the mysteries within.

At the same time, in the city of Yucatan, named after the Yucatan tribe, there were explosions and riots everywhere. The Yucatan tribal warriors, who had lived in peace for a long time, were slow to react and failed to organize effective actions to curb the spread of these riots.

Just as the several legendary warriors who stayed behind in the city flew out of their respective residences and were about to understand the situation in the city and take action, several arrogant human warriors revealed their true identities and launched an attack on them.

"This is a warning from our human alliance to you barbarians for interfering in the war between us and the orc civilization!!"

Among them was a human paladin wearing heavy armor with a holy emblem of war on his left chest. He announced their identity and purpose to the masters of this goblin city with a population of one million in a firm and majestic tone.

"Damn you hairless monkeys!!"

Although they didn't know the other party's true identity, the powerful goblins who stayed in the city at this moment were not weak at all and roared angrily.

"I will roast your flesh and eat it as a tribute to the warriors of my tribe who died heroically!"

"My clan leader will be back soon, you can't escape!!"

"Hahaha!! Your clan leader can't possibly come back. He has already headed to the Styx ahead of you, waiting for you to join him!!"

"You crazy bastard!"

"Damn guy!!"

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