Chapter 692 - Bane (Part 2) (2/2)
”What? And lose the only semi-decent looking woman of the herd?” Veiga was outraged. She had her eyes on Quylla from the beginning. ”Also, we need the old ones to learn their language, otherwise spare bodies or not, we'll not last a minute outside.”
”Veiga is right. We can always make more Flesh Golems whereas powerful mages are hard to find.” Guuna had been a powerful mage back in her days. She didn't care if her body was male or female, as long as it was powerful.
”I have a better idea.” Jiira smiled. ”We order the Golems to kill only those that managed to destroy their comrades. After all, what makes the Flesh Golems truly perfect is the fact that they are not mindless machines.
”Their human side allowed us to train them in the use of the spells we bestowed upon them and to acclimatize to their peerless physical prowess, but most importantly, to properly follow orders.”
All the Odi nodded at those words. They believed that if Kulah hadn't been cut off from the rest of the empire during the Great War, if only they had received enough supplies and specimens, an army of Flesh Golems would have guaranteed their victory.
The Odi could already picture the entirety of Mogar on its knees in front of the true and only master race.
***
Once the order was given, the Golems focused on Lith. All twenty of them.
”This is bad.” He said.
The Professors could finally catch their breath. Up until that moment, the four of them had kept the entire horde of enemies at bay, but each time one of the constructs managed to slip through their barrier, someone had been kidnapped.
Now they were holding back seventeen Flesh Golems, the others were the one that had been frying Morok up until that moment, and the two that had almost cornered Phloria.
They all turned towards Lith, ignoring their old marks and readying their spells. Morok's body slid down the wall and to the ground, but instead of falling on his side, his feet stood firm.
”Thanks for nothing, you frigging bastards!” Morok's skin was almost black, yet he seemed to be more pissed off than wounded. ”I almost got roasted because of you. Is it too much to ask for a little help?”
It was hard to tell who was more surprised between the Golems and his own allies.
”Magna!” He yelled as his hammers turned orange and his body swelled. Every muscle in his body was now as tense as a bowstring.
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