Chapter 383: The Golem
“I’m in a good mood, so I’ll chat with you a little more. Do you know where we are?”
Yuliya remained silent, looking like she didn’t want to feed his ego any further.
So Di rambled on to himself, “This is the core location of the entire Darank Ruins. You could call it a treasure vault. It’s a relic left behind by a once-extremely prosperous major country from ancient times.”
“And I shall acquire the powers of those ancient times, becoming a legendary powerhouse!”
Yuliya barely paid attention to this last self-congratulatory remark; she was more focused on the first part.
An ancient major country?
She glanced at the door.
Confirmed. It was made of gold.
Not to mention it produced the “Dragon and Phoenix Power” skill.
This… it’s basically something from my family!
It was obvious; I opened this door.
Thinking back, no wonder they were looking for those blondies.
They were just gambling, hoping to run into someone related to the Golden Kingdom.
Yuliya observed Gillian beside her and discreetly grabbed her hand, checking her current condition.
Her life force had dwindled significantly, and things were looking a bit dangerous, but she could still hold on.
More troublesome than the life force loss was the mental control situation.
It seemed to be fully activated when they opened the door; otherwise, Rowlin and Dora wouldn’t be shambling around like zombies.
The mental control that turned Eber into a harem king was just a façade, hiding a much deeper agenda.
If others saw a somewhat decent-looking guy with a bunch of girls, awkwardly suggestive interactions, they’d probably just curse him out, calling him a dog while thinking those girls were blind, without a second thought.
After all, love-struck brain, those who get it get it—no big deal.
But in reality, these girls had mostly had their minds altered to become sacrifices for opening the door.
Why change the minds of the sacrifices?
Simple, to make them think they were descendants of the Golden Kingdom.
Since it was just a gamble, no one wanted to dig into everyone’s bloodlines and memories one by one. They’d just forcibly turn them all into Golden Kingdom descendants—a risk, but if it didn’t work, just grab the next batch.
If Yuliya wasn’t here today, those girls would have been doomed the moment they opened the door, just like all those who came before.
Having figured all this out, Yuliya shot Di a cold glare.
But she hid it well.
Di, sensing no reaction, shrugged, “Forget it, you little guys wouldn’t understand such greatness. I won’t waste more breath on you.”
With that, he turned and stepped through the door.
Yuliya instructed Martina and Gillian to stay put and not move.
Then she followed him right through the Golden Gate.
The Golden Gate led to a white, alternate space.
Yuliya spotted Di not too far ahead, and he noticed her too.
“How did you get in here?”
“It’s safer following you.”
“Heh… You grasp the current situation quickly. You’re young and have great magical talent, what a pity.”
Di said this teasingly, but it felt more like satisfaction in crushing a genius than pity.
This old monster, who didn’t know how long he’d been alive, was only at the Emerald Level. Naturally, he was envious of others’ talents, but not covetous.
He’d survived long, while most so-called geniuses met their demise early on.
Yuliya found herself chuckling inwardly.
You enjoy it while you can. Let’s see how long you can keep that grin when this is just your chance to chat a bit more.
“Did you know? The ancient major country was best at crafting spaces like this. Right now, this space is just a blank slate, with nothing in it. If you find the right method, various things will appear soon enough.”
Duh, as if this princess didn’t already know?!
“Just like this.” With that, Di laughed loudly and stomped his foot forward.
“Uh…” Yuliya opened her mouth but thought better of it and shut it.
That stomp is definitely a no-go.
So, under Di’s laughter, a magic circle unfolded, white light burst forth, and a four-meter tall stone man appeared.
Di’s smile froze on his face, but he quickly coughed, “Oh, it’s just a vault guardian. Naturally, it can’t be without guards.”
Yuliya looked at the stone man, and a term popped into her head—Golem.
The magic civilization of the Golden Kingdom was advanced, and their alchemy craft was certainly no slouch.
The holy water used during the blessing ritual in the Golden City had also been an alchemical product, something Yuliya could make herself.
But the golem that appeared now was from a different trajectory.
Interesting, I want to study it!
But Di was already battling the golem.
Yuliya didn’t stop him; let him fight. After all, there would definitely be more than one golem.
Di was likely a high-tier Emerald Level, but because he was in a possessed body, there was some conflict, so he could only reluctantly exert mid-tier Emerald Level combat power.
The golem was probably at the beginner Emerald Level, unable to keep up with Di in combat.
However, its defense and resilience were definitely excellent!
Di launched multiple punches and kicks at the golem; he merely pushed it back without inflicting any damage.
Even when he targeted its joints, the results were underwhelming.
After a few rounds of complete passivity, the golem surprisingly began to adjust.
Its singular eye flashed red, and it instantly accelerated, punching out to meet Di’s attack.
The two were locked in a stalemate for a moment before both took a step back.
“Cough cough!” Di coughed a couple of times, cursing, “This body is so useless!”
However, in that moment of distraction, the golem’s eye glinted red again, its figure disappearing, reappearing directly above Di, crashing down toward him.
“Trouble! Get lost!”
Di was enveloped in a swirl of black mist.
The next moment, a ferocious wind whipped up.
A flurry of sharp wind blades painted black shot toward the golem, piercing into its body like feathers, creating holes all over.
After three seconds of this, the golem was riddled with holes and eventually staggered a few times before falling silent, disappearing from sight.
“What an annoying guardian; no wonder it’s a creation of that major country—it’s truly powerful.”
Di sighed, feeling a tad impressed.
Sure, the enemy was strong, but they were overshadowed by my single strike, purely for show-off.
However, Yuliya didn’t take his words to heart; she was still savoring that move Di had just pulled off.
In that instant, she sensed that familiar aura.
Gods and demons.
The black mist was a mark of their power.
Different types of magic would manifest distinct forms of black mist, yet they did share some common characteristics.
Such powers were unperceivable and incomprehensible to ordinary folks, hence the uniform external representation of black mist.
So, this old monster is also in league with gods and demons.
That’s just delightful.
But before he dies, he needs to spill every bit of information he has.
