Blaidd immediately drew his Royal Greatsword, its blade shrouded in a chilling frost, and the wolf leaped high into the air.
Wolf's Assault!
"Get back!"
Hearing Blaidd's shout, Xia Yu tightened his grip on Cursed Death Slash. The blade was instantly wreathed in a black-gold cursed death aura, much like the strikes of the immortal severance, as he slashed down violently.
"!"
Godrick, who was still pressing down with the axe of godrick, saw his expression change drastically as he felt the dense curse of death.
Knowing the power of the death curse, he didn't dare take it head-on. He spun in mid-air, narrowly avoiding the strike of the Cursed Death Slash.
However, he didn't flee. Instead, he threw several throwing knives at Xia Yu with a backhand flick, but before they could get close, they abruptly stopped in mid-air.
In the next moment, the blades suddenly reversed and flew back toward Godrick at an even faster speed.
Godrick noticed this and was about to swing his weapon to block the knives, but Blaidd's Wolf's Assault was already upon him.
Clang—!
The greatsword and the axe of godrick collided, and a violent frost erupted instantly. Blaidd used all his strength to press down, smashing Godrick from the air onto the ground.
"Ugh!"
Godrick let out a muffled groan, his legs buckling. Realizing his strength was no match for his opponent's, his other limbs immediately used the weapon in his hand to whip up gusts of wild wind.
With the storm gradually coiling around his body, Godrick was about to lunge when the sound of throwing knives suddenly rang out. In the next moment—
Puchi!
Several throwing knives crossed and severed some of the smaller limbs on his body. Those limbs fell to the ground in a scattered mess, and the splashing blood stained the floor red.
"Arghhh!"
The pain of the severed limbs caused the storm on Godrick's body to falter. Blaidd took the opportunity to retreat while also detonating the spreading frost. A violent frost burst instantly, coating a large area in white frost.
Godrick, being closest to the explosion, had some of his limbs frozen and shattered instantly, reducing his horrifying array of limbs by more than half.
Although not a fatal wound, it wasn't minor either. Due to the pain, Godrick's eyes were bloodshot.
"I am the Golden Lord... you all... shall die!"
Godrick shouted with bloodshot eyes, his two thickest arms gripping the axe of godrick and smashing it violently into the ground.
Boom—!
Under the heavy blow, layer after layer of dirt ripples rose from the ground. A violent shockwave spread from the shattered floor, its power truly bearing a resemblance to the First Lord, Godfrey.
But it was only a slight resemblance. If it were the real Godfrey, this move would have caused the entire cavern to collapse.
Feeling the shockwave spreading like ripples on water, several people used their own methods to leap into the air and cling to the walls.
Xia Yu also grabbed Rogier along the way; the latter really had no good way to dodge such an attack.
"Hide here for now. Be careful."
After placing Rogier on a protruding tree root on the wall, Xia Yu gave a word of caution and then rushed toward Godrick, who was still smashing the ground.
Watching Xia Yu's departing back, Rogier's heart sank. He wasn't weak, but in this situation, he could only hide and watch.
If only he had this kind of power... Xia Yu didn't know what Rogier was thinking; his attention was now entirely on Godrick.
A moment later, Godrick stopped his destruction, somewhat out of breath. The cavern was now full of cracks, and the floor of the tunnel had been completely overturned.
"I... I am..."
"The hell you are!"
Xia Yu suddenly appeared above Godrick's head and cursed.
He wondered if Godrick had gone stupid from all the grafting. Even though everyone had dodged, he was still stupidly smashing the ground, gaining nothing except destroying the terrain.
This scene reminded Xia Yu of a saying: Besides spitting in my face, what else can you do?
Seeing Xia Yu suddenly appear, Godrick was stunned for a moment, seemingly confused as to why the other party was unharmed, but then he reacted immediately.
"A mere..."
"Mere my ass!"
Xia Yu cursed angrily, the Cursed Death Slash in his hand igniting with cursed death flames before slamming down on Godrick. Facing this attack, Godrick no longer had the strength to dodge and could only swing the axe of godrick, raising a storm to defend.
Clang—!
The two collided, cursed death and storm intertwining, but it was clear the storm was struggling.
Puchi!
While the two were in a deadlock, the sneaky Darryl suddenly appeared using Bloodhound's Step, delivering an upward slash that carved a horrifying bloody gash across Godrick's back.
"Ahhh!!!"
Godrick's aura instantly faltered from the injury, and the precarious storm dissipated. Xia Yu didn't miss this opportunity and pressed down hard on his blade.
Pfft!
The Cursed Death Slash, emitting black-gold flames, slid past the axe of godrick and sliced off Godrick's kingly power as easily as a hot knife through butter.
Sizzle—!
Crimson blood instantly gushed from Godrick's severed arm, staining a large area of rubble in front of him.
"Ahhh, my hand!!!"
Seeing the arm holding the axe of godrick severed, Godrick painfully clutched the wound with his other hand, but the gushing blood wasn't stopped, leaking through his fingers instead.
Having lost his most important right hand, he realized he could never defeat his enemies.
But... there was still one chance for a comeback: the dragon corpse left in the shattered plaza. As long as he had the power of a dragon, no enemy could withstand him!
Thinking of this, Godrick didn't hesitate. His remaining limbs moved at full speed, and he climbed toward the upper entrance like a spider.
"That place... as long as I can reach that place..."
Thinking of the dragon corpse hanging there, Godrick muttered incessantly as he climbed.
"That place... that place... as long as I can get to that place..."
Boom—!
With a loud bang, Xia Yu thrust one hand into the wall above Godrick's head, hanging there. Looking at the pathetic Godrick, he said indifferently.
"Stop struggling. You have nowhere left to run."
As he spoke, the Cursed Death Slash in his other hand struck down violently!
This time, Godrick couldn't dodge.
Puchi—!
A long, narrow gash nearly split Godrick in half. As blood sprayed, the wound was also being eroded by the power of cursed death.
Having received a fatal blow, Godrick feebly released the limbs clinging to the wall, falling defenselessly toward the bottom.
Rumble!
Without any backup plan, he crashed heavily onto the shattered floor. In the end, the Grafted King Godrick, a pathetic fellow, turned into a pile of dying rotten meat on the ground.
Those limbs he had placed high hopes on through grafting were also completely broken, serving no purpose at all.
Of course, regardless, Godrick had the body of a demigod. Even with such heavy injuries, he still had one breath left.
Feeling his body grow colder and colder, Godrick felt extremely unwilling. He only wanted to protect his father's corpse and maintain the glory of the Golden Lineage. Why did even this small wish abandon him!