At this stage, the golem was almost invincible.
Where it passed, no one could stop it.
Without even using magic, it just walked in and flattened hundreds of players along the way who couldn't disengage in time, or who were actively rushing up to attack and therefore couldn't dodge easily.
And those two hundred or so spatial Mages who followed behind the golem, responsible for tactical support attacks as well as clean-up, mercilessly reaped the lives around them.
With fire in their eyes, they did their best to annihilate the players.
They hated them!
In the evening, no matter how delicious the food they ate, it still tasted like sh*t in their mouths.
As superior humans, when had they ever suffered such humiliation!
It was a great humiliation indeed.
Therefore, they put all their strength into it; as soon as they saw Golden Sons, they cast an instant spell at them.
