Chapter 242: Death of Gotha

Chapter 242: Death of Gotha

In the mirror world, the situation is tense and precarious.

Gotha was grabbed by the tiger slave's neck like a chicken and lifted in the air. His eyeballs instantly became bloodshot and his throat and nose made humming sounds. No matter how he struggled, he could not break free from the other's vise-like grip.

Even the Sword Saint couldn't withstand a move from the Tiger Slave, let alone Gotha who only had the strength of a Holy Sword Master.

"Let him go! I'll swap with him!"

At this moment, an angry voice appeared in the crowd, and a figure flashed in front of everyone!

It was Gotatu Lopez!

"Gotatu, come back!"

But then, another voice sounded behind Gotatu.

Gotatu trembled all over, his eyes turned red in an instant, and he did not look back.

Because he knew that it was his father who called his name, and he also knew why his father called him.

Seeing this, the tiger slave who was holding Goda's neck loosened his grip slightly.

The time waiting for the master to come is long, and he does not want to kill these people, because killing one means one less, which will be detrimental to the master's rapid recovery of strength.

Although he did not get close to the human community after arriving in the magical continent, he knew very well that the reason why humans were weak was because they were emotional.

The abyss does not talk about emotions. Those who talk about emotions have died in childhood. Those who can become strong are all cold-blooded and indifferent to life.

Gotha, who had a brief chance to breathe, also began to cough violently, but his whole body was still restrained by an unshakable force, and he could neither move nor speak.

He looked at his uncle Tatu who stood up for him, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. He waved his eyes desperately to persuade him to leave, but Tatu acted as if he didn't see it at all.

"Father! He is the descendant of our Lopez family and also my nephew. His father is not here, so as his uncle, I have the responsibility to take good care of him! I can't let him die in front of me. If death is inevitable, I will die first!"

Gotatu bit his back teeth and his face became distorted.

The mother of him and his younger brother Godzilla died very early. On her deathbed, his mother brought Gotatu to her side and asked Gotatu to take good care of his younger brother.

However, he never acted as a good brother. When Godzilla ran away from home and was imprisoned by his father, he did not try his best to stop it and watched his dearest brother and his family being punished by the family.

He hated himself, hated himself for not taking good care of his younger brother at home and for not taking good care of his nephew outside.

Now that his life is at stake, he has to watch helplessly as his own nephew's life and death are controlled by the enemy.

As an uncle, he felt extremely guilty.

If he can still turn a blind eye, what is the difference between him and an animal?

He knew that his father looked down on Gotha, especially since Gotha had given up the path of magic and devoted himself to swordsmanship. His father had long been extremely disappointed. However, he was a holy magician and a future legendary magician with a bright future.

One life for another, in my father's opinion, is an extremely stupid deal!

"Gotatu, the warriors of the Lopez family are not afraid of death, but they definitely don't want to die like you! This kid's life is not worth exchanging for like this! From the moment he ran away from home, he no longer deserves the name Lopez!"

Griffin had a broken arm and looked pale, but his face turned red with anger at his son's words and he shouted angrily.

"Griffin, I can't listen any more. How can my apprentice's life not be worth it? How many holy sword masters of his age can be found in the entire Windfury Empire?! Gotatu, I will exchange my apprentice's life for yours!"

As soon as Griffin finished speaking, the Ice Sword Saint beside him could no longer bear it. He flashed and stood next to Gotatu, glaring at Griffin.

Tiger slave captured Goda and whispered in Goda's ear: "I heard that those two are your family members. That one is your master, but it seems that the old man doesn't like you."

Gotha gritted his teeth, making a clacking sound. He looked with emotion at his uncle and master who stood up for him, and also looked at his grandfather indifferently.

He thought that blood is thicker than water, but at a critical moment of life and death, his life was worthless in the eyes of someone.

“Wonderful, wonderful, very touching!”

Just then, the tiger slave who had been watching the show spoke up.

Everyone's eyes turned to Hu Nu, wondering what the murderer was going to do.

"That old man," Tiger Slave pointed at Griffin, and everyone's eyes followed to Griffin, "I have a knife here. As long as you kill him, I can promise not to kill any of you again. If you don't kill him, then I will kill this friend named Gotatu first."

There was a sharp knife in the tiger slave's hand, and the tip of the knife scratched Gotha's neck, leaving a long bloody wound.

Blood flowed from the bloody mouth.

The blood-stained knife was thrown towards Griffin and hovered in front of him.

Everyone's eyes jumped.

This is asking Griffin to kill his own grandson!

Even Griffin began to tremble all over, staring blankly at the knife in front of him.

At this moment, the knife is no longer a weapon, but a measure of human nature.

If Gotha is killed, everyone can survive; if Gotha is not killed, the one who will die is his most capable son, who will be the future helmsman of the Lopez family!

It is still the life choice of Gotatu and Gota, but the one who controls their life and death has changed from Tiger Slave to Griffin Lopez.

"Despicable! You are not a human being!" Griffin glared at the tiger slave.

"I'm not a human being. How about I give you 10 seconds to think about it?" Tiger Slave didn't care, "10...9..."

Purple energy spread out from the tiger slave's body and stretched towards Gotatu.

Deathly silence!

Everyone had no doubt that when the time came, someone's life would end.

"Gunara, we can't wait any longer! That old immortal will definitely attack Godard!" Ace could no longer hold back. If Gunara hadn't been holding him back, he would have rushed out.

Gunara shook her head. To her, in this world, except for Black Sol and Lin Feng, no one else was so important to her that she would risk her life for them.

Although she also wanted to save Goda, she would never rush forward when there was such a huge gap in strength between them. That would be irresponsible of herself.

"Ace, calm down. If you show up, Mirabelle, Kimberly and I will definitely not be able to escape. We must wait for Lin Feng to show up. As long as he comes, even if Goda is dead, he can save him! But if we all die, he won't be able to save us!"

Gunara whispered seriously, looking at Ace who was in a hot-headed state, she could only coax and deceive him.

Ace suddenly showed a look of sudden enlightenment, and he felt relieved after hearing what Gunara said.

Brother Feng is a magician who masters the undead fire and the undead witchcraft. He can be resurrected even if he is dead. Goda, you should die first and make sure we survive. Brother Feng will come and save you later.

"3...2..."

Hu Nu's countdown was like a death note, giving people an infinite sense of urgency in his deliberately elongated syllables.

"Stop counting! If I kill him, will you stop attacking others?"

Griffin's vicissitudes of life voice came out of his throat, as if he had suddenly lost all his energy and looked much older.

"Of course, I, Hu Nu, always keep my word." Hu Nu nodded with a smile.

"Griffin, don't you dare!"

"Father! You can't do this!"

"Ugh……"

Gotatu and the Ice Sword Saint roared at Griffin who was walking towards Gota with a knife in hand, and a look of sadness also appeared on the face of Toan Mars, the patriarch of the Mars.

But everyone was imprisoned by the power of the tiger slave, and the only one who could move at this moment was Griffin Lopez.

"Hey, Grandpa, are you here to kill me?"

Griffin has walked in front of Gotha, and his choice did not surprise anyone.

The tiger slave also retreated to the back and watched with interest the infighting among human relatives. Only at this time did he feel that this place was a bit like the abyss.

In the face of life and death, what is the point of family affection?

"Gotha, you don't have to call me grandpa. From the moment you gave up magic and chose kendo, we have no relationship anymore." A ruthless look appeared on Griffin's face.

“Haha,” Gotha sneered, his heart already extremely cold, “I really can’t understand why you are so upset about me entering the way of the sword! What the hell did I do to offend you! Just for this lame excuse, can you give up the life of your own grandson?!”

"Griffin's face froze for a moment.

He lowered his head, looking at the bloody dagger in his hand, shaking slightly.

"Hurry up, both of you!" Tiger Slave urged, "You're so long-winded."

"Griffin glanced at Tiger Slave, then looked away.

"I originally wanted to keep this secret hidden forever, but from the moment you showed your talent for swordsmanship, I knew that what was to come would come, and what was to happen could never be hidden."

Griffin stretched his body, took a step forward, and stabbed the knife in his hand into Gotha's heart!

The violent energy lingering on the knife instantly crushed Gotha's heart, but he did not fall down. Instead, he was held firmly under the armpit by Griffin's other hand.

Gotha looked at Griffin in despair, unable to move.

Suddenly, a purple flash of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by a loud bang.

At the same time, Griffin's voice rang in his ears.

"Because... the blood flowing in your body is not from the Lopez family."