CHAPTER 357: TRUMP CARD (1/2)

At the same time that Jeerah asked me that question, I called forth my Fallen Angel Golem, simultaneously teleporting both of us into the golem’s dimensional space.

This one of a kind golem, coming in at over twenty meters tall, shook the earth itself when it made its appearance, like a tiny mountain suddenly dropping down on our battle. With its titanic arrival, the battle had now entered the next phase.

Ferti’nier once told me that this golem had a special dimensional stone that allowed its owner to enter and take shelter within. But because I hadn’t tried this before, my first thought was to grab Jeerah, hoping that our close proximity would mean both of us entered together.

Till now, I was still under the lingering effects of that rough dimensional shift. Bearing with it, I gave my surroundings a quick scan: it was pitch black all over. Strangely, I could still see perfectly well, though I couldn’t verify how large this space was.

“Ugh…” Jeerah rubbed her head lightly while groaning softly from beside me.

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‘So both of us made it in then?’

“What’s going on? Where are we? And my head hurts…” Suddenly, her groaning stopped. “Why are we so high up?! WHAT! Those Nightmare Steeds are tiny now!”

This dimensional space was truly a miraculous zone. Even though we were clearly in pitch blackness, with no light being allowed in at all, we could still clearly see what was going on outside. Furthermore, what we saw was clearly from the perspective of the golem, including the field of vision extending right below its feet! It was a sensation akin to standing within a glass dome; one could see through every corner of the dome.

Standing right in front of us were the two Nightmare Steeds, Shade and Warsight; both were eyeing us strangely. To be exact, they were eyeing the Fallen Angel Golem. Behind us was the Nightmare Steed currently chasing Mo Na around with his black flames. Because of how high up I was, his every action was within my sights.

The danger my daughter found herself in right now meant that I had no time to enjoy this sudden increase in strength. Clutching down on the Gem of Authority, I gave out my most urgent command to date, “Save my daughter.”

As expected, the Fallen Angel Golem heard my command and began lumbering towards Shadowfall. Perhaps because it hadn’t moved in centuries, its first step was stiff. The moment it lifted up its leg, it knocked over one of my Winged Abyssal Golems, which only came up to its thighs.

Thankfully, my Winged Abyssal Golems were sturdy, and the Fallen Angel Golem was only trying to walk, not harm it. Then, under my disbelieving eyes, the golem continued onwards, stepping on that golem like it didn’t even exist…

Thankfully, the intelligence of these golems was still something I could depend on. Even though I didn’t specify which golems had to move aside, those that were in its way knew to step away without being told.

With any potential obstacle removed, the Fallen Angel Golem quickened its pace. Its twenty meters tall frame didn’t just mean that it had a mass advantage, it also meant that its strides were large as well.

“Where are we now exactly? What a strange place. It actually moves. And I can even see the outside!”

Ever since we entered the internal space of the Fallen Angel Golem, Jeerah had completely left her panicked state. Without any semblance of propriety that a guest ought to have, she began bombarding me with questions like how a country bumpkin would.

To be honest, her bedazzled expression was rather amusing, but now wasn’t the time for fun.

“Just stay quiet in that corner over there, I’m going to fetch my daughter.”

The Fallen Angel Golem had completely captured the attention of everyone present. Naturally, Shadowfall was included in this as well, seeing as it was him whom the Fallen Angel Golem was currently charging towards. Boom, boom, boom, went the lumbering Fallen Angel Golem, like Atlas himself on a rampage across the lands. Every step it took gave the impression of a mini earthquake happening nearby… such an existence was clearly made for war.