When the German steward, who almost died on the spot due to excessive blood loss, was carried out by the city guards, the third generation's eyes were red.
"William! Where is William!"
The arrival of the large army of city guards means that the demon seeker camp has been breached and fallen.
The camp that was reduced to a sea of flames wafted with the strong smell of the tragic battlefield, and black smoke almost filled the entire city of Demacia.
Except for a few prisoners and escaped demon seekers, all members of the first and second army of demon seekers at their headquarters have been suppressed.
The body of Archduke Cyrod fell from a high tower and died in such a miserable state that the nobles went crazy.
"Where the hell is this son of a bitch Sethia!"
However, Grantham Scythia, the central figure in the demon seeker's madness, had quietly escaped from the battlefield through the demon seeker's tunnel after getting rid of his mind control.
"You said that Sethia's body was not found?"
Tiana frowned: "I thought he was determined to die."
She drew out the long sword from her waist and walked out of the defensive line of the guards with a cold expression.
Then let me give you a ride, Sethia.
Simmons fell to the ground. As an old demon hunter, the various magic remnants accumulated in his body due to countless missions seemed to be pulled by an invisible hand.
Even the free magic floating in the air was pouring into his body crazily.
If Chai Anping could see this scene, he would be surprised to find that this scene is exactly the same as the fantasy when he experienced Quick Leslie!
The light of magic is emerging from him!
Turbid and mottled energy rushed into his mind, and then he surrendered to his endless hatred.
"Sethia! Sethia!"
The magic is stained with a layer of haze, and the power of wonderful rules irons it.
The magic light group twisted, and then slowly turned into the shape of a long snake. The big snake with its head drooped meekly entangled in Simmons' will.
The gray scales exude a cold atmosphere.
"Judgement!"
Simmons opened his eyes angrily and was immediately startled.
magic……?
"Ha...hahaha!"
He burst out laughing, tears falling together with him. Although he was laughing, it was so sad and terrifying that it made people shudder.
"Is this my karma?"
He stood up slowly, and the gray mist spread around him. Simmons' pupils quietly turned into a pair of vertical pupils, and his cruel emotions were naturally revealed.
"Even if you become a devil, I will kill you, Sethia!"
Driven by hatred, he suddenly disappeared into the unnoticed shadow, and a vague light and shadow appeared in his scarlet vision.
"Are you there?"
"Shashasha..."
Like a giant python's passage, a ray of light escaped into the camp, and then sneaked in accurately along the hidden secret passage.
Only the flickering flame noticed this violent and cold light.
Tiana walked alone in the demon seeker camp, looking for the location of her husband.
"Damn you, Sethia, don't bring shame on your name."
Speaking of Grantham Sethia, he can be considered a legendary star decades ago. As a commoner, he worked hard to become the leader of the Demon Searchers, and he also gained the favor of the Crownguard family.
At this time, Scythia had truly collapsed. He killed Archduke Cyrod with his own hands and ruined all his political resources. If he was caught... he would definitely have his own place on the gallows.
"Damn Master! I won't give in! I won't give in!"
He held a torch and fled in panic in the dark tunnel, which led to the outside of the city.
Now he can only choose to escape Demacia, or even escape to Noxus to become a political prisoner, providing them with information to gain capital for a comeback.
"call--"
Suddenly a strong wind blew in the tunnel, and the torches wrapped in oilcloth made a roaring sound.
"Se! West! Asia!"
The roar suddenly came, and the echoes vibrated.
Grantham Sethia suddenly turned around, waving his torch.
"who?!"
"Ha! I caught you..."
A long gray stick covered with snake scales and with a ferocious snake head on each end struck Sethia's knees mercilessly.
"Snapped!"
Sethia, who was just a politician, suddenly screamed and fell to the ground. The torch also fell to the ground and made a "beep-beep-beep" sound. The dim firelight reflected on Simmons's ferocious face.
The snake head with the tip of the stick bit into Sethia's calf fiercely.
"No! Who are you...!"
"I?"
Several illusory snake heads quickly sprouted from the long stick, biting Sethia's flesh and blood wantonly.
"Hahaha...hahaha, legion commander, I am your subordinate, Simmons! Don't you recognize me?"
"Damn it! You're a damn mage too!"
"Mage? That's right..." Simmons smiled cruelly: "If I weren't a mage, how could I catch you, sir!"
Gray light emerged from his body, and countless fangs opened.
Sethia let out a horrified wail, and was then swallowed up by the fangs!
Toxins capable of causing the most painful torture in the world were not taken seriously and were injected into his body in excessive amounts.
Sethia's pupils suddenly widened. First, his fingers were torn and broken by the uncontrollable muscles, and then his arms... internal organs...
His throat bitten by the snake could not make any sound, his bulging eyeballs were filled with endless pleading, he was drenched in cold sweat, and his lower body was incontinent.
"This is the power specially bred for you."
Simmons looked at his miserable appearance happily: "This is my judgment on you!"
The flames that fell to the ground began to gradually dim, and Sethia's face, which was mixed with resentment, unwillingness and fear, finally solidified, and his twisted body looked like a monster with teeth marks all over it.
"died……?"
Simmons' ferocious face suddenly turned into a blank expression, and he knelt down weakly in front of Sethia's corpse.
The end of the hatred that almost burned him brought him no joy...only sadness and a sense of loss for his deceased comrades.
The long gray stick turned into mist and reintegrated into his body, and subtle whispers of magic echoed in his ears, emphasizing his identity at this time.
"Who could have thought that I... would turn into such a devil one day?"
Unconscious tears rolled down. At this moment, the old Demon Searcher truly felt that he had betrayed his organization and his own beliefs. Even if he was to be appointed as the fourth minister of the Demon Searcher, he had never felt this way before.
.
The teammates killed by the mage appeared in front of him one by one, indifferently and mockingly.
"Garcia, I'm sorry."
"Da da da."
In the dark tunnel, the sound of iron boots could be heard.
He stepped on Simmons' heart calmly and unhurriedly.
"I will also face my judgment."
Tiana walked out of the darkness, her unsheathed sword rubbing against the wall from time to time.
The firelight ignited her blue pupils, and then she saw Sethia's twisted, ugly body.