CHAPTER 360: RESTRICTIONS (1/2)

“Blast it all… strike together!”

Although Warsight had just been swatted away by my wing, her injuries weren’t too severe. Her ungraceful crash landing had definitely caused an impressive boom, but a wound of this degree merely required seconds for her to recover. With the flames of fury pushing her forward, Warsight rose to the skies once more. Her eyes held nothing of her comrades as she roared into the heavens before rushing right at the Devil King Idol -it was either her enemy died or she died.

Shade and Shadowfall eyed each other uneasily. They could already see the desire to retreat in each other’s eyes. More than a certain hotheaded Nightmare Steed, they could tell that it was highly unlikely that they would ever harm this golem.

“Should we leave?”

Having just witnessed the golem’s change not too long ago, Shade was in no state of mind to care about some frivolous bet he had with Warsight. With the strangeness it was exhibiting, clashing with it now wasn’t a wise move at all.

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“Warsight is already fighting it, should we…” In the face of Shade’s sensible suggestion, it had to be said that Shadowfall truly considered accepting it for a second there. The situation right now wasn’t looking good for them at all. They had no way of harming the Devil King Idol, which meant that there was only retreat left as an option. The problem was that he simply couldn’t bear to leave Warsight behind…

As Warsight’s galloping silhouette rapidly disappeared into the distance, he sighed. “Let’s at least bring her back.”

“Okay.” Shade immediately agreed with that plan before rushing off towards the battlefield. “I’ll hold that golem back, you go in and grab her in the meantime.”

“Mhm.” Shadowfall nodded and rushed off as well.

‘Hahaha, bring it on! Now that our roles are reversed, let me show what cruel really means!’

Under my control, the Devil King Idol was nimbler than before, though not noticeably so. After all, its physical construct already sealed its fate as a lumbering giant. Its turning speed was still horrendous -that was a matter of physics, not an issue of piloting.

All I could do was to trick them, just as I did before, in order to get a decent hit in. However, now that they had a taste of my wing flap, they were a lot more alert to such antics. Even the furious Warsight wasn’t so mad that she would charge in mindlessly. Instead, she took a meticulous approach, circling around my golem while cautiously pressing forward.

I did my best to strike them, but it was all for naught. The golem was just too slow. After their previous lessons, they knew to keep their guard up even if my golem seemed slow. However, my defenses were also too tough for them to break. Try as they might, their attacks left no mark on my golem at all. With how tough my Eight-star golem was, an Overlord’s strength would be needed to break its outer exoskeleton.

As for how strong an Overlord’s attack was, it had to be said that an Overlord wasn’t just defined by its strength. Every Overlord had a mysterious power known as Territory. This was a power founded on the basis of laws, laws of the universe, to be exact. Human experts at this tier were known as Sword Saints or Hierophants. In order to reach this revered tier, one had to first comprehend what a Territory was. Yet to someone who didn’t have a Territory, such powers were arcane, to say the least. After all, the laws of the universe weren’t something just anybody could learn.

My golem’s defense was at the level of such a master. That was why these Nightmare Steeds stood no chance in hell of ever breaking my golem’s outer exoskeleton.

This stalemate continued on. Perhaps it was because of the awkwardness caused by losing the bet to Shade, Warsight had no intention of talking to that horse right now, neither did she have any intention of letting my golem go either. No matter how much Shadowfall tried to persuade her, she vehemently rejected his pleas and continued attacking in vain.

At the same time, I was frustrated by my lack of progress against them. And not unexpectedly at all, this frustration ended up attracting the attention of a certain Devil.

Just as I was struggling in the midst of trying to figure a way to hit these horses, Ferti’nier came knocking on the door of my mind. “There’s no need to be sad, little brother. Didn’t your sister already explain to you that this golem can use skills?”

‘Skills… that’s right, this Devil King Idol can use skills. How could I forget something so important? In that case, time for my Shadow Guardian!’

Shadow Guardian!

Yet just as I was getting all excited about summoning forth a giant Shadow Guardian, nothing happened. Instead, all I got for my efforts was a swift kick from Shadowfall. Although his kick really didn’t do much against my golem, it still threw me off balance slightly.

In other words, whatever damage the golem took was still reflected back to me. Should that damage cross a certain threshold, I would feel its pain as well.