Chapter 772 - 783: Start the Fight
The flesh golem’s arm was as heavy as a battering ram, landing a solid blow on Bruto’s body. The dwarf spun violently in the air like a kicked ball before finally crashing into the wall at the other end of the room with a boom.
It wasn’t just him who was hit; Alamir was also unable to dodge in time. Unlike Bruto, the Elf Priest managed to raise his shield at the last moment, but the protection it offered was limited in the face of pure strength—he, too, was sent flying backwards and couldn’t maintain his stance upon landing, tumbling several times before coming to a stop.
The only companion to emerge unscathed was young Elisha, a cautious Wanderer who had prepared to retreat while attacking. Sensing something amiss through the feedback from her weapon, she didn’t hesitate to let go, naturally avoiding the counterattack that followed.
When the flesh golem swung its rock-like arm at Lancelot, he knew there was no way he could take the hit head-on. He adopted a parrying stance, but angled his sword in a specific way to deflect the opponent’s strike. The maneuver worked fairly well; although he was pushed back rapidly, he managed to stay on his feet.
After a few exchanges, Lancelot had a rough estimate of the strange flesh golem’s strength—it had the might of a giant, yet its size was equivalent to an average humanoid creature. Its body seemed to be assembled from different corpses, but it exhibited an odd petrification that made it as hard as metal and also fire-resistant, perhaps a so-called ’improvement.’
But an enemy of this magnitude was not beyond his capacity to handle.
Lancelot reached into the Dimensional Bag and pulled out the Giant Sword Glacier.
’Why don’t you use me?’ a somewhat dissatisfied female voice echoed in his consciousness, ’With my sharpness, I could definitely breach that monster’s defenses...’