CHAPTER 354: PRECURSOR TO WAR (1/2)

Because I intended to employ my Fallen Angel golem against the Nightmare Steed, wherever the battle would end up taking place would undoubtedly be the most violent. Having Jeerah leave now would be best for her safety. However, a Devil’s way of thinking always revolved around one thing, and one thing only: themself. Naturally, they saw others in the same self-serving light as well; this was ingrained in them, and not something that could be changed easily. Trying to gain the trust of a Devil would never be an easy task, because even they couldn’t trust themselves.

“Oh my, looks like the lass doesn’t trust you.” Right on time as always, Ferti’nier came out to mess with me while I was mulling over Jeerah’s infuriatingly uncooperative behavior. “How about just tossing her out? Not only will she be a distraction for the Nightmare Steeds, it’s also a good chance to mount a counter attack.”

I knew exactly what she was trying to say. With their immense speed, there was no way my golems would ever land a hit on that Nightmare Steed unless something distracted it. Furthermore, even if they landed a hit on the Nightmare Steed, it would most likely end up accomplishing nothing as before. A decisive hit was needed… and that required my Fallen Angel Golem.

The temperamental Nightmare Steed wasn’t able to break through the defenses of my golems at all. Thoroughly frustrated by now, she glared at me from mid-air before shouting out to her companion Nightmare Steed. “Shadowfall! Don’t just stand there looking stupid, come help me!”

“So you finally remember I exist.” The Nightmare Steed known as Shadowfall calmly galloped towards the temperamental Nightmare Steed before continuing in a dissatisfied manner. “You’re always such a hassle to look after, Warsight.”

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“You better watch that tone of yours, Shadowfall. I’m not one of those juniors you always deal with!” Temperamental though she was, the Nightmare Steed known as Warsight hadn’t lost her wits yet. Her squabble with her companion only lasted a second before she turned her attention back towards me. “Tough… and bothersome as well… those big lugs aren’t easy to deal with at all. Do you have any plans?”

“Those should be the Abyssal Golems of legends. There are no useful resources for us in the north, so we barely have any intel on this region at all. If I’m not mistaken, those with wings should at least have the strength of a Seven-stars… and so many too.” Shadowfall calmly assessed the situation. “But they are very slow. Their agility can’t even be compared to ours at all, and they can’t fly…”

“I got it! Shadowfall, team up with me!”

“But I… Hey… you’re not listening!”

“I said let’s team up!” Without waiting for Shadowfall to finish, Warsight had already sped off in a burst of flames.

With the entry of Shadowfall, there were now two Nightmare Steeds charging towards me. Unfortunately for them, the golems had no intention of leaving their posts at all. Based just on their numbers alone, the Winged Abyssal Golems didn’t have to do much at all and those two Nightmare Steeds would have to focus their attention on them. Perhaps they could actually reach me, but that would mean that my golems would hit them as well.

Based on how they didn’t try such a risky move, I could tell that the previous slap Warsight got hit with was a lot worse than I had initially assumed.

I could already sense their frustration just standing here. I was clearly some puny Four-star, but they just couldn’t kill me, unless they wished to suffer potentially severe injuries in the process.

The two Nightmare Steeds continued circling my golems, but my golems had no intention of striking back at all. They merely had to stand there, take the hits, and there would be no gaps in their defence.

The psychic magic of the Nightmare Steeds had no effect on them. Their darkness and fire spells were basically an insect’s bite to the golems. As for physical attacks… that needed no explanation at all… their strength might not even be as high as my Winged Abyssal Golems.

Yet just as it looked like the Nightmare Steeds were left no options, the ground suddenly shook violently. A loud rumbling swept across the battlefield. Frightened by this sudden development, Jeerah instinctively grabbed onto my arms like a scared little girl. Because of her proximity, her intoxicating scent started to bombard my senses. Unfortunately, she was too scared right now to notice this change.

“What’s the matter? Why is the ground shaking?”