127 070. Guardian of the Tomb Part One

“Uh? Eh?”

At first, fluster, then horror rapidly filled up Hans’s eyes.

Just as he began stumbling back from horror, something tripped his legs from behind. He lost his balance and kissed the ground with his butt.

With a gap as narrow as a single strand of hair, a large blade sliced the empty air just above his head.

He dazedly stared at the skeleton that rescued him and muttered out, “A h-holy skeleton! I knew it, my eyes didn’t deceive me back then!”

Dude, this isn’t the right time to get amazed!

The Cyclops Golem raised its sword once more.

While observing the statue, I shouted out. “Rescue!”

Blooming hell, it’s one thing after another, isn’t it? You telling me that my dwarf-made weapons are useless against that statue?

When the Cyclops Golem swung around the swords held in both of its hands, the holy skeletons quickly raised their shields to try and defend against the attacks. However, they failed to withstand the impact force generated from the large blades smashing into their shields and got blown away to crash into the nearby walls.

“Wha-what?!

The mercenaries also raised their shields in alarm. They tried to protect themselves from the merciless hackings of the Golem, but unfortunately, their limbs and bodies were easily chopped apart like blocks of tofu.

“Uwaaaahk!”

The merc leader, Kasal, screamed in horror as he watched his comrades get picked off and suffer miserable deaths. He urgently turned around to escape from the chamber. However, when he got to the doorway, he realised that the gate was closed shut. The exit had been sealed tightly while we were being distracted by the Golem’s rampage.

“What’s going on here?! Why isn’t it opening already?!”

Despite Kasal’s desperate pounding on the sealed door, it didn’t even budge an inch.

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“Lady Tina! Come this way…!”

“Hang on, won’t I die instantly if that thing hits me just once?”

What kind of an unfair cheat was this?!

Damon continued with his explanation as cold sweat drops trickled down his face. “That magic envelops its victims in a hardened layer of stone, my lord. If you are unfortunate enough to be struck by that beam, rather than you turning into a stone statue, you’ll instead burn to death from the excruciating heat or suffocate from being unable to breathe!”

Huh, so it’s like a ‘rapid-dry concrete’ ray, then?

I shifted my gaze to another pillar over yonder. Hans was there, still alive and leaning against it.

I called out to him. “Hey, don’t you have any useful items on you?”

“Pardon? Ah, please hold on.”

Hans placed his large bag down and began pulling out all sorts of junk from inside it. I used [Mind’s Eye] to check out his things.