“Now!”
The old geezer’s voice was soft. The six men covertly pulled the Seated Lupin Wolf and left the camp area.
Everyone was doing their utmost to contain the energy pulsating from their bodies. There was even a cover on the Seated Lupin Wolf’s body. Like moles, they stealthily left the area
The Golden Giant shouted at the fleeing Sentinel Slates and chased after them. It never gave the camp a second look.
“Run!”
Someone exclaimed softly after the golden glow disappeared. Without hesitation, everyone ran at the speed of light.
……
*Crash!*
The wolf pack ran past, kicking up a dust of sand and stones. The dust glittered a faint glow of gold.
Leylin and the party had been on the run without a break ever since he was disturbed from his rest state at the camp. This, coupled with the Golden Giant incident had caused Leylin to have an unhealthy complexion.
From the pitch black darkness of the night to a fully risen sun, almost half a day had passed while on the run.
However, the thought of the Golden Giant spurred the party on and nobody grumbled about the lack of rest.
“We were lucky the Golden Giant does not seem to have high intelligence! It only knows how to mindlessly chase after high energy life forms. If not, the stealth attempt yesterday would have failed. It was a really suspenseful situation…”
Leylin felt a lingering fear in his heart.
Although he has advanced his magical powers and is considered to be someone of considerable power in the world of Magus, the Golden Giant was something that was entirely out of his league.
“However, the Golden Giant is an elemental species. It does not have a bloodline. If not, I would rather like to have a few drops of the Golden Giant’s blood for my experiments…”
Leylin’s eyes betrayed a glimpse of regret.
There were countless types of mythical species in the Magus world. The Golden Giant belonged to the elemental species. Its whole body is made up of various type of elements and minerals. There is not even a drip of blood in it, naturally there will be no blood line.
In ancient times, the paths to becoming a Magus were many. The Warlocks chose the path of the bloodline.
And obviously, the Golden Giant chose a different path.
There are different paths to reach the pinnacle. Leylin’s plan was to follow the path of the Warlock.
“Shall we rest? If we do not meditate and recuperate our spiritual force…” Lancey’s voice was heard from the front of the party. She travelled together with the old geezer on the Seated Lupin Wolf.
All Magi make use of the both their spiritual force and magic power to perform miraculous magic. Due to the Golden Giant incident yesterday and the constant travelling, the six Magi were unable to mediate to recuperate their spiritual energy. Looks of exhaustion were spread across their faces.
“No need for that, we are yet to be out of the danger zone, the Golden Giant might catch up to us anytime soon…”
The wind carried the old geezers reply though the party.
After hearing the old geezers reply, the party sank into a solemn silence and carried on with their hasty escape.
The Magi feared the Golden Giant more than any other dangers in the Golden Desert.