Bab 475: Dragon's breath from the mage

As soon as the order was given, the Mithril and adamantine golems strode toward the secret chamber of the flaming red lips.

With every step they took, the ground would shake, as if a sonorous piano piece was being played.

"Stop your steps!" Suddenly, a warrior carrying a tower shield came forward to block the way. Looking at the huge Golem in front of him, even though he was a guard with fiery red lips and had a very good monthly salary, he still felt a trace of fear at this moment.

Thinking of this, he had already made up his mind to abandon the shield and escape if anything went wrong.

However, how could things go as one wished?

The moment he blinked, the golem lifted its leg that was like a 'pillar' and stomped on him.

Trample!

The unique ability of the adamantine golem was instantly activated, and its originally slow pace was so fast that it left afterimages in the retina.

"Ah!"

A heart-numbing scream came to an abrupt end without even a syllable.