章節 159: Golem rage
I stomp back into the hallway leading towards the adventurers. On the dungeon map that is still open, I see all green dots in the vicinity also begin to move towards the room with the red dots. Like a green wave, we are converging on those bad guys.
Stomps like my own can be heard from all around, nearly drowning out the voices of the adventurers. They are beginning to panic as we approach and their voices go up by at least half an octave.
"Torben you idiot! I told you not to break anything before going in."
"All that stomping, there must be around thirty golems coming here. We are so screwed. All because of you, Torben!"
"How is this my fault? I just hit a dumb clay figure!"
"This is a dungeon that mainly produces golems. Figures made from the same material are seen as a sort of relative by them. Attacking a figure will provoke an unconditional attack from all golems in range. That's the only reason a team as shitty as ours gets such good payment for a job like this!"
"You didn't even read the job description, did you Torben?"
"That's enough from all of you! The golems will arrive any moment now and we need to move. I'm upfront Torben in the back the rest spread out in the middle. Hit the golems' legs so they can't follow us. Ignore those that aren't in our way. We'll leave for now and come back after the golems calmed down."
The old man's voice is still at the same pitch as before and he calmly gives instructions. He says he wants to leave so they should be coming my way, right? I was closest when they attacked that figure so I'll make the first contact.
As I am about to enter the room the old man appears before me and swings an iron cane at me. The way he holds it looks like a sword but that is definitely just a stick made of iron.
I ignore the iron cane and punch toward his chest. If I can make him fly back it will buy the golems enough time to arrive and maybe even surround them. The old man frowns at my punch and suddenly sidesteps with explosive speed.
Both our legs crack simultaneously. Mine because the iron cane strikes against it and leaves a dent, his, I don't know. But whatever it is, he frowns even more and continues past me.
"Careful, this one is much tougher than the others! Try to dodge it or hit it with your best attack."
Of course, Monica has a constitution stat of 29. I'm so tough you won't even dare to fight me!
The rest of the group arrives in front of me the next instant and I punch out again. They all narrowly evade my punch and run past me leaving only one figure advancing towards me at a fast pace. Torben, the sinner who hit the innocent clay figure!
All my anger flows into my fist and I punch him. He sneers and brandishes a thick wooden cane also reminding of a sword. He swings at me and blatantly disregards the old man's advice to go for the legs by aiming for my head.
His body and wooden cane glow red for a second and the power of his swing increases. Our attacks make contact with the other's body simultaneously.
I feel a blunt force impact my head and leave cracks all over it. It hurts a bit but the damage doesn't go deep. The cracks are only due to the force of the blow spreading across the surface of my head.
When my punch hits him, my fist explodes and he is blasted off like a rocket while vomiting a few mouthfuls of blood. I wonder why my hand exploded like that?
<You have a skill called shatter punch. You probably executed it by instinct when you wanted to do maximum damage to that idiot.>
Ah, I have such a skill!
"Crap, I think that golem got Torben. That explosion must have done some damage."
"He really doesn't seem to be coming. Do you think he's dead?"
"Gossip later. There are too many golems this way and we won't be able to break through and leave. I'll stall them here by myself. You guys run and hide, the golems aren't all that smart and will forget about all this in less than half an hour. We'll meet again outside the dungeon."
Now they want to play hide and seek. Monica will play you to death!
The red dot representing Torben is surrounded by green dots so I turn and head for the next room where the old man is facing a couple of green dots while the rest run away.
<Reassemble your arm before you leave?>
What? I can do that?
<You have a skill that says so. Try consciously using it and it should work.>
I focus on getting back my fist and the scattered pieces of clay begin to roll towards me on their own. They form a complete hand on the ground and when I reach down with my arm the hand connects and I have recovered. I also notice that the cracks in my head and leg have disappeared.
With that done, I head for the room where the old man is and see him fight multiple golems without being at a disadvantage. He attacks either their legs or arms making it impossible for them to hit him while he piles up damage. But why is he always standing on his left leg?
I charge in to help my fellow golems and punch the old man. As he did with the others, he tries to break my arm with his iron cane to avoid being hit.
However, unlike the other arms that were easily broken, my arm is supported by a constitution stat of 29. His cane heavily crashes into my arm but my arm doesn't break. The force merely brings me off target a bit and the old man looks troubled as he realizes that I am that tough golem.
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