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Chapter 881 880: Terracotta Grottos (34)
"Where's Leone?"
The first thing that Jahi said as soon as I broke through the barrier of Golems was that, and I raised a brow as I asked "Can you not hear the explosions? That's her. She told me to help you all out first, so... here I am!"
Blocking the heavy swing of a hammer, I cracked off the Golem's hands and kicked in its chest, the Wind Mana surrounding my boots allowing me to shatter such a resilient material with ease thanks to the speed at which I kicked.
"She's dealing with that weird silver angel thing then? Also, these are the Terracotta Golems, correct? The ones that the humans utilized all those years ago?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJahi casually blocked a hammer swing and pushed back with her giant shield, the Demoness' lips curling into a slight smirk as she sent the Golem sprawling onto its back, where she slammed the edge of her shield down and into its chest, cutting it in two.
"I am not a hundred percent confident in that idea, but they certainly look it. The question is just... why were there still Golems waiting around, and how does a Goblin King monster - or whatever the hell it is - have access to them? And what is that angel?"
"Those are some very good questions I am sure Ammit and Leone will eventually provide answers to~! For now though, how about we focus on breaking these Golems into shards hm?"
The Demoness just glanced at me with a smirk when she said that, making me roll my eyes as I parried a sword thrust and cracked open the chest of the Golem yet again, going for as much profit as I could from these monsters as I yanked out their Cores and tossed them aside for future use.
Switching to the inner crescent of my Khopesh, I began to chop at the Golems indiscriminately, making use of the sharpened teeth to puncture the terracotta and weaken their armor, if it wasn't fully shattered thanks to the first blow.
They were skilled opponents, but the noticeable difference was their lack of magic to compliment their fighting style; thanks to that, they were rather bland fighters comparatively, and if I had to take an educated guess, that was entirely because those Cores were being used to sustain their 'life' and maintain their form, giving them a 'strong' defense and relatively high mobility.
Against other humans, they would likely be formidable opponents to face, but currently for us they were just a large collective of training dummies with pointy or heavy rocks waiting to be broken.
And considering we had gone through some serious training ourselves - Lady Fenryas for us, and likely Belian for the others - this wasn't the most trying fight, just one of minor inconveniences and numerical disadvantage.
Though that disadvantage was being cut down rather swiftly now that I had come to bolster our numbers and helped remove a handful of the Golems too, giving everyone else some breathing room to work with.
Seeing Jahi shield bash another Golem and send it flying back into the heavy Konbo that Anput was now wielding was certainly a treat, and the sound of the terracotta crunching whenever you cracked and smashed one of the Golem's was also a nice rush of dopamine that we were all feeling, turning this from a serious battle into an almost relaxed party of smashing things.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOf course, the background noise of explosions made sure we weren't too laid back, and the occasional root trying to burrow itself into our calves was that second reminder that we needed to work quickly, so the antics stopped as quickly as they started.
Dozens of Golems were reduced into piles of terracotta shards in less than a minute, the magic coursing through our weapons making quick work of the magically reinforced clay that made up our enemies, and the only things left behind of them were the fist sized orbs filled with mana that were rolling around, waiting to be picked up and used.
"Anput... do you think you could figure out a way to make these things? That'd be rather fun to spar against, don't you think?"
The Jackalkin lifted her Konbo out of the shattered head of a Golem and stared at Jahi for a few moments, her obsidian eyes narrowed as she made both Jahi and I wonder what she was thinking... only for her to confidently say "I know how to shape metal, not magic. So... no. Kat might though, and if she gives me the spell, I'm likely able to cast it?"
"You're helpless... a combination element almost feels wasted on you."
She rolled her eyes at my quip, shrugging her shoulders and altering the Kanabo in her hands into a long, barbed tip spear that she rested on her shoulder as she replied "Maybe, but I think simplicity is key most of the times~! Besides, I seem to recall that not even Jahi has a winning record against me in sparring when I actively switch weapons? And Lady Fenryas did give me a crash course on how to effectively utilized each class of weapons?"
"Can you lot talk later and focus instead on the... well, I was going to say the angel thing, but uh... it would appear that Leone is doing a rather good job with that..."
Satanya redirected our attention quickly to the air, where a giant sphere of flames had spontaneously appeared, slowly but surely shrinking upon what was likely the silver angel, something that made the Goblin King rather irate.
Even when another invocation was spouted from its lips in an attempt to put out the flaming sphere, it could only watch on as the water hissed and evaporated thanks to the heat of the fire, which only grew brighter, transitioning from red to orange, and then eventually to white, which we could feel from here, the temperature in the encampment reaching a new high as we watched Leone burn that blood winged angel into dust.