The Golem Mage

604: Part 3 604: Part 3 The truth was, they were aware that the Gordons clan often fought with golems, however, they had failed to consider this aspect during their preparations, as no top-ranked fighters from the Gordons clan had ever summoned golems in the previous Blood Moon battles, only some of the Mid Tier and low Tier Gordons clansmen fought with their Golems.

Due to the Top ranks fighting without their golems it made the other clans see some things like the incredible battle prowess possessed by certain members of the Gordons clan.

Yet, they never delved deeper into this revelation, assuming that the Gordons clan faced difficulties in advancing their golems to higher realms due to resource scarcity and the rarity of crucial ingredients required for golem upgrading.

Thus, their minds had naturally excluded the possibility of confronting golems.

They had solely focused their preparations on the Gordons clan’s patriarch, since there had been some rumours in the past that he had successfully raised one of his golems to the Tier 7 Golem rank.

However, this knowledge was merely a facade presented to the public eye, the Gordons clan had always maintained secrecy surrounding their core powers.

And the patriarch ensured that none of the clansmen with Tier 7 golems utilized them casually, reserving their deployment for significant reasons or places without many watchful eyes.

And today, it seemed that all the plans put in place by the Patriarch were working in the Gordons clan’s favour, as the invaders who had breached the clan’s defenses remained unaware of the true strength possessed by the Gordons clan.

“It’s the Big 3!

I’ve heard rumours that the patriarch has a trio of golems that have been with him since his starting days as a Mid rank mage,” one of the invaders, donning a rabbit mask, exclaimed upon witnessing George summon three portals behind him.

“But I’ve never heard of him summoning those golems before, I always thought it was just a legend created by the Gordons clansmen,” another invader, standing close to the mage wearing a rabbit mask, interjected with skepticism.

“Well, sorry to burst your bubble, but these are no legends.

It’s a fact that the Gordons patriarch possesses three powerful golems, but when he ascended to the high rank, he stopped summoning them.”

“ There have been rumours in the shadows that maybe he has either discarded them or passed them on to the next generation of the Gordons clan, as he must have surpassed their strength.”

“Though there are whispers that he was able to elevate one of the golems to the High Tier rank, but it was never confirmed as the golem never made any public appearances,” the rabbit-masked individual explained cautiously.

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Making George locked his gaze onto him, intrigued by the wealth of knowledge he seemed to possess about both himself and the Gordons clan.

It made George wonder whether this information came from a place of admiration or dedicated research about their clan prior to the attack.

However, upon further reflection, George realized that it would be difficult to unearth such specific details on short notice, suggesting that the rabbit-masked invader had a distinct interest in the Gordons clan.

“Don’t worry, they certainly can’t have high rank golems, remember, we are a powerful force of ten Tier 7 mages, together, our combined strength is unstoppable!” proclaimed the leader of the invaders, wearing the mask resembling a human face.

He attempted to rally the group, and dispel their fears and assure them that they still held the advantage in terms of their numerical and magical power.

But in the very next moment, regret filled the leader’s heart as the golems’ summoning of the others appeared to be completed also.

On the patriarch’s side, the first golem to emerge was the Dark Golem, standing at an imposing height of 7 feet, it resembled a knight sculpted from black rocks with distinctive red lines tracing along the cracks of its body.

Adding to its terrifying appearance, was the massive Great sword that it lodged firmly into the ground.

The stone carved armor and helmet exuded an aura of dread, while its bloodlust was palpable.

Unlike most golems, it had a single eye visible beneath it’s T-shaped helmet, emitting a piercing red glow.

The second golem, a clay golem, maintained a humanoid form without any additional armor.

In terms of appearances, there was nothing particularly remarkable about it, except for its comparatively shorter stature compared to the other two.

However, the fact that it was part of the legendary Big Three that had fought alongside the patriarch dissuaded any notion of underestimating its capabilities.

The third golem in the patriarch’s line-up appeared to be constructed from a rare white rock.

At first glance, the invaders deemed it an ordinary white rock golem, but upon closer examination, they discerned it to be a Glass Golem, and its unique body structure suggested it would pose significant challenges in battle.

And like the other two golems, it too possessed a humanoid form, further intensifying the invaders’ apprehension.

Directing their attention to the Fifth Elder, they beheld him seated atop his Tiger Golem, accompanied by an awe-inspiring towering monkey shape metal golem.

Shifting their gaze to the Third elder, they witnessed the golden golems that perpetually accompanied him splitting into separate pieces.

The fragments artfully swirled around him until he stood completely encased in a suit of resplendent golden armor, transformed into what looked like a golden war god, as he emanated an air of invincibility.

The mental image of the golden Titan appeared to manifest behind him, amplifying the sense of grandeur and power he oozed out.

But that wasn’t all, after merging with his golem, the Third Elder increased in height, reaching a formidable 7 feet.

Gripping his Golden Naginata in his right hand, he forcefully struck the weapon’s bottom on the ground three times.

As a result, a small earthquake rumbled towards the invaders’ location, catching them off guard.

However, they swiftly employed various methods to defend against the trembling ground, using their mana to shield the building they stood on until the quake subsided.

“Finally, I get to be in a fight again!” a voice exclaimed, capturing the attention of the entire group, as all eyes of the invaders turned towards the fourth elder, revealing the presence of the tallest golem in the fray, an imposing wooden golem.

“So many different types of golems, each with their own abilities and purpose, the Gordons clan has unquestionably lived up to its reputation as the strongest clan,” declared the invader wearing the rabbit mask.

Causing the rest of the invaders to regard him with perplexed thoughts, as they struggled to discern whether he was truly on their side or not, as they couldn’t fathom why he would commend the Gordons clan in their current situation.

However, their focus quickly shifted as a loud bang resounded through the air.

The golems finally started emanating their aura, and it caused the hearts of the invaders to sink.

“One…two…three…four…five.

No!!!

They are all Tier 7 Mage golems!

This information was never mentioned!

How does the Gordons clan possess such an extensive force of Tier 7 golems at their command?” The leader wearing the human face mask seems to be experiencing a setback as he realized they had no real substantial advantage.

“The one who kills the fewest becomes the council slave for the next month!” the patriarch proclaimed resolutely, propelling himself forward as he dashed into battle, his Golems following behind him.

“Leave some to me, i have to take down at least two of them!” exclaimed the Third Elder, determined as he joined the charge, flying towards the invading forces also as the rest of the elders started moving, not wanting to be left out after what the patriarch just said.

Though they might find it unnecessary but it still doesn’t change the fact that they don’t want to be the slave during clan meetings.

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In the city hall mansion, an individual could be seen sitting in a chair, facing a white mirror that displayed the outer regions of the Gordons clan’s estate.

“All this time, I believed I was overestimating the Gordons clan by sending ten Tier 7 mages to wipe them out, who would have thought that even what I considered an overestimation would still turn out to be an underestimation on my part?”

“Old man, just how powerful are the secrets of your clan truly?

If you possess so much power, why are you content with hiding away?” questioned the city lord of Estonia as he gazed into the mirror, until he finally had enough , and he walked towards the balcony, where two mages awaited.

“The mission has changed, we will no longer launch an attack.

Instead, we are going to retrieve those we sent to attack the Gordons clan, i must emphasizes we are not to get entangled in the battle, free the mages and escape from the Gordons clan grounds, If you cannot rescue anyone, find a way to eliminate them,”

“We cannot leave any witnesses for George to exploit, remember, if you’re captured, the only option left is to take poison and die immediately, do you understand?” The Patriarch’s stern gaze shifted between the two Tier 8 mages by his side.

“Yes, sir!” they both replied in unison.

“Very well, let us now rid ourselves of any evidence that the Gordons might try to hold onto,” the Patriarch declared, soaring into the air and dashing towards the location of the Gordons clan, with the two mages closely following behind him.