The being could be nothing other than a golem. It was like a living tree. Its limbs were made of thickly packed roots, and its entire body was wrapped in moss and vines.
Its weapon seemed to be a club, but it was not entirely blunt. Instead, it was shaped like the minute hand of a clock.
Its hollow eyes, two holes in the trunk filled with blue light, locked onto the two geniuses who charged it.
Boom!
Horus struck first. His fists were covered in golden qi as he slammed them into the trunk.
Falling back, he trained his eyes on the area of impact.
"No damage!"
He called out in case Atlas didn't notice, but he didn't need to. Atlas was also watching closely, after all.
[Flame Wheel]
He circled around the back and threw a wheel of flame qi into the beast's periphery.
Boom!
It exploded, wrapping the area in fire. The trunk was consumed as well, but Atlas' expression didn't change.
'No damage again.'
