CHAPTER 359: A SMARTER GOLEM (1/2)

‘Hmm. A powerful tool like the Fallen Angel Golem… I wonder what’s even its actual level?”

“Hard to say. Based on its current performance, I would say it’s at the Demigod tier. But a real Demigod tier item should possess intelligence, like that Grimoire of the Dead hiding out in your little daughter’s body. Perhaps that’s because of the Gem of Authority? And as the owner of the gem, you’re… the tool’s spirit.”

‘So what you’re saying is that this Devil King Idol is only complete when we’re combined together?’

“That’s right.” She said in a solemn tone never before heard from her. “But you had better be careful when using that idol, don’t end up stuck in a pit of your own making.”

Curious, I decided to ask her about this proverbial pit, but she didn’t reply at all. ‘Now that’s a rarity, she actually left without making fun of me for once. Well, since she’s gone, I guess it’s my turn now.’

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Following Ferti’nier’s instructions, I clasped the Gem of Authority with my right hand and began communicating with it using my soul. Perhaps because I had already been recognised as its master beforehand, it quickly handed over control to me.

“Gem of Authority… synchronization… start.”

I quietly mumbled the words Ferti’nier taught me. The instant I did so, I felt my consciousness linking up with something, and by the time I realised I wasn’t just imagining it, I found that I was now a twenty meter tall giant… Rather, I should say that my consciousness had finished synchronising with the Devil King Idol.

I tried moving my arm a little; the golem’s arm immediately reacted as if it was an extension of myself. My next move was to reach out for the bait that was standing before me: Warsight. However, I ended up being too slow again.

It was at that moment that I felt a rush of wind from behind me. Even without looking, I could tell what was going on: it was either Shadowfall or Shade trying to pull off another sneak attack.

Calmly, I turned around and flapped one of my Abyssium wings just as that unknown assailant struck…

“Ah…”

All I heard was a groan before I felt something get slapped away by my wing.

“Shadowfall, that moron, doesn’t he even know how to ambush a person at the right time. Idiot.”

Not at all concerned about Shadowfall being sent flying off into the distance, she continued cursing the poor horse under her breath while she circled me. Her speed was quick, as expected. Once more, I stretched out to swipe at her but failed miserably.

“That golem seems to be acting differently.”

“If you’re so sure, how about a bet then?” Perhaps because she saw a chance to humiliate him, Warsight pressed him even further.

“What’s the wager then?” While he wasn’t all that interested in the bet, it was her attitude that truly irked him into action.

“How about we bet whether or not I’m able to strike him? Well?” She asked in her signature taunting tone before giving Shade a look of utmost horsie contempt. “If I manage to land a hit on it, you lose. But if the golem hits me instead, then I lose. So are you in or not?”

“And if both of you hit each other?”

“Then it will be my loss as well.” Warsight harrumphed. “Enough stalling. Do you dare to take up this bet or not?”

“Fine, I’m in. I’ll even help you distract that golem, you just have to find an opportunity to strike. But if you lose, you’d better stop getting in my way.”