Gostoc never expected the ending to be like this.
When he saw this group of Tarnished at the gates of Stormveil, Gostoc regarded them merely as another group of people coming to die. Sooner or later, they would become "puppets" and material for Lord Godrick's "grafting."
Usually, Gostoc not only had to guard the gates within the city, but also regularly clean up the bodies in the city. After all, not every Tarnished could come before Lord Godrick.
Doing such dirty work, receiving no respect from the city's knights and soldiers, and even Lord Godrick speaking ill of him, had shaped his twisted thinking and habit of collecting corpses.
He couldn't wait to admire the entire process of the group of Tarnished being painfully strangled, and then step forward to drag their bodies to the room where "puppets" were made.
Therefore, after deliberately pointing Nidhogg and the others towards the side door, Gostoc immediately set off, wanting to warn the guards in the city to defend well.
It's just that Flying Dragon Agheel had killed most of the guards on the city walls and in the atrium with his Flame Breath beforehand. Gostoc couldn't find the right people for a while.
Finally, he remembered the Crucible Knight guarding the bottom of the elevator and his formidable strength.
Usually, he didn't even dare to look at the Crucible Knight, let alone approach. But to destroy this group of Tarnished, he mustered the courage to step forward.
Risking almost being killed by the Crucible Knight as a foreign enemy, Gostoc, almost groveling, reported the invasion of the Tarnished group to the Crucible Knights.
At that moment, a noise came from the upper floor. The Crucible Knight ignored Gostoc, stepped on the elevator pedal, and ascended alone.
Gostoc didn't care about the Crucible Knight's disregard. But with his familiarity with the internal structure of Stormveil City, he eagerly chose a good spot. Of course, he wanted to see the process of the Crucible Knight destroying the Tarnished.
Unexpectedly, everything turned against her. When he found a spot and looked at the second floor of the wall tower, which should have been the battlefield, he didn't see the expected Tarnished, only the body of the Crucible Knight lying on the ground.
This... Hidden from view in such a short time, what happened?
Gostoc grew nervous.
He first realized that he might have let in a group of Tarnished different from the previous ones. He became even more convinced of this upon seeing the corpses of the "grafted" noble scions and Lost Knights in the banquet hall.
Gostoc was a little scared. At this moment, he should report the enemy situation to Lord Godrick.
But he feared Lord Godrick's reprimands—after all, it was he who had inserted them—and even more, he feared Lord Godrick would turn him into a "puppet."
He could only remain silent, praying that the group of Nidhogg, who had entered the underground of Stormveil City, would never be able to return to the surface, and that they would die at Lord Godrick's hands when they entered the lord's castle courtyard.
It's just that all his prayers turned against him, and even things he had never even thought of before occurred.
That was, Lord Godrick was defeated by them and killed by them!
A nameless fire flared in Gostoc's heart.
Hmph! What Lord Godrick? You can't even win against a group of Tarnished? You're just a clown!
After Nidhogg and the others discovered him, Gostoc didn't dare to attack. He could only come out with a shameless face, forcing an ugly smile onto his face like a dried corpse.
He raised his hands in surrender. Seeing that everyone was still alert, he rolled his eyes, turned, made an inviting gesture with his hands, and pointed towards the open gates of the city lord's castle.
"My noble and new lord, Lord of Stormveil City, Lord of Limgrave, please, the throne is there. On behalf of the residents of Stormveil City and Limgrave, I would like to welcome you as our city lord."
Seeing the appearance of such a villain as Gostoc, Nepheli, Slan, Azan, and others felt relieved.
This is simply a disgusting person trying to see which way the wind blows and steer accordingly.
Nidhogg and Melina instinctively sensed something. After exchanging glances, they became even more certain.
It seemed like something was about to burst from within Gostoc's body...
Therefore, Nidhogg reached out to stop them and gestured for everyone to step back.
Everyone was a little puzzled, but trusting Nidhogg, they slowly retreated.
Seeing that instead of believing him, Gostoc took the initiative to retreat, leaving only the wandering knight at the head, his heart involuntarily raced. Sweat poured like rain. He was terrified.
Did I do something wrong? Or did I not do enough?
Then he saw Godrick's head roll to his feet.
Gostoc looked at Nidhogg, then at Godrick's head. His strong will to survive drove him to commit rebellious and arrogant acts that would have been impossible before.
He raised his dirty foot and stepped on Godrick's head, as if proving his loyalty to Nidhogg, and stomped on his head again and again.
In the process, Gostoc even felt a slight perverse satisfaction. Especially remembering Godrick's past arrogance, and now his head at his feet...
For a moment, Gostoc couldn't help but forget the existence of Nidhogg and the others. He opened his mouth to curse.
"How pathetic, weak king. The labor department mobilized people to help with 'limb grafting,' and this is the result? How dare you humiliate me! Godrick, you slug! Serves you right! You deserve it! Feel my wrath!"
THUD! THUD—!
Godrick's face was covered in the dirt from Gostoc's soles. He looked quite embarrassed.
"There really is so-called causality in the world, right? Ugly on the outside, ugly on the inside, and very ugly in the end. It's all perfectly coordinated. Hehehe..."
The more he stomped on Godrick's head, the happier Gostoc became. Finally, he even laughed, releasing all kinds of emotions that had long been suppressed.
As an old knight, Azan couldn't imagine this kind of trampling on the corpses of his enemies, even if Godrick himself had committed the evil deeds of "grafting" to satisfy his lust for power.
"Stop it now!" He shouted. "Godrick is dead. Defiling his body—what's the difference between you and him, the one called 'the Grafted'?"
But at this moment, Azan couldn't help but be stunned again.
Because, if he guessed correctly, most of this Gostoc was also complicit in Godrick's ugly act of defiling corpses. There wasn't much difference between them.
At this moment, Gostoc seemed completely deaf to Azan's voice and had completely forgotten the existence of everyone present.
He just stomped on Godrick's head again and again, growing harder and harder, even stomping until the head was blurry.
The next moment, the darkness within Gostoc's body completely burst forth!
CRASH—!
Gostoc's thin body suddenly burst from behind, erupting with a large pool of blood and a huge cloud of darkness.
The gatekeeper didn't even have time to grunt. He died violently, his eyes bulging. He had no life left. His death was extremely tragic.
The darkness that had burst from the gatekeeper's back gradually twisted and took shape, transforming into a man in a black cloak and a broken three-eyed mask.
Except for Nepheli, everyone immediately recognized this sudden appearance!
The "Daredevil" Rakshas!
Among them, Slan and the Dabasha were the most shocked. They hadn't expected Nidhogg's prophecy to come true.
This Rakshas had truly come back to life!
Moreover, a gust of wind howled. The dust, gravel, tumbleweed, and fallen leaves from the entire courtyard were sucked in. The sky turned grey.
They soared into the air, forming a fierce, pitch-black tornado that connected heaven and earth and engulfed the city!
On the ground, black tidal plains appeared one after another. From these tidal plains, ugly, dwarf-like monsters emerged one after another.
They had hairy black hair on their heads and backs, and looked very fierce with large noses and mouths full of fangs.
Everyone was surprised and didn't understand what was happening.
Only Nidhogg knew the inside story and calmly explained to everyone: "This should be the handiwork of the God Hand. Rakshas has resurrected, and the place of resurrection was assigned by them—that is, Gostoc's body."
"Gostoc's own dark psychology created the best wedge for this resurrection and spatial intersection."
"Now, under this dark storm, Stormveil City is temporarily intersecting with the dark realm deep in the astral world. The ugly monsters living in the dark realm, 'beastly spirits,' have emerged from their nests."
"Be careful. Although this group of beastly spirits isn't strong, they are more ruthless and cunning than these winged misbegotten, and there are many more of them. This is the final battle. Don't capsize in a ditch here."
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