Angor only read about them in the magazine "Where are Monsters of Wonder". This was the first time he saw one in real life.
According to the book, the Mud Golems looked like elemental spirits in both appearance and body.
And that was true. It was hard to tell a Mud Golem from an Earth Elemental Spirit by looking at it with the naked eye. Only by using spirit power to examine the Mud Golem's ether body could one tell the difference between them and other elemental creatures.
Mud Golems were not directly related to elemental creatures, but according to legend, they were the creations of an earth god. And this earth god was an elemental creature.
Of course, this was only a rumor. Was it real? At least, Angor could not be sure.
Still, it was not uncommon for elemental creatures to be called gods in general planes. For example, Chen Chi's World, a civilized world developed from flames, had some extremely aggressive evil fire gods. In essence, these evil fire gods were also elemental creatures.
Come to think of it, the main reason why Clay Golems were so rare was because their main settlements were all in other worlds. In the wizarding world, only a few organizations kept Mud Golems to provide bloodline options for earth apprentices.
So … another group of otherworldly visitors showed up after the shallow water strongman?
The people who attacked Bi Lun Tree Ting and kidnapped Paradise Earth, were they really from another world? Or were these people sent by a powerful being from another world to the wizarding world?
These thoughts flashed in Angor's mind.
It was not that he did not want to think about it, but he did not see the real attacker yet, so it was pointless to think about it.
During Angor's visit, he noticed something new happening on Doxx's side.
After staying on the defensive for a long time, Dorcas finally began to attack the Mud Golems.
However, Dorcas did not use any wide-range skills. Instead, he attacked one target at a time. He still did not use his full strength, but he could still kill a Mud Golem with one punch.
The Mud Golems looked like a lot, but there were only about a hundred of them. Some of them were bigger, so they were more than enough to fight together.
It did not take Dorcas long to take out half of the Mud Golems. He did not kill them all. Instead, he knocked them out and tossed them aside.
The remaining Mud Golems were mostly small in size. Without the support of the large Mud Golems, even the passage seemed to be much smoother.
These small clay dolls weren't frightened by Dorcas's display of power. Instead, they became even angrier. One by one, they jumped towards Dorcas, baring their teeth. Even though they knew they were no match for Dorcas, they still wanted to leave a wound on his body.
However, Dorcas wasn't even afraid of the larger Mud Dolls, let alone these smaller ones.
He didn't even bother to pay attention to them. Only those that crawled onto his face or bumped into his hand would be flicked away by him. As for the rest, he simply allowed them to gnaw on him.
At this point, the battle had basically come to an end.
From Benson and Kael's point of view, the battle had been filled with suspense, but in the end, Dorcas had easily finished it off.
It wasn't that they didn't have enough experience, but that the overall strength of these clay golems was too uneven. Moreover, they didn't have a royal clay golem to command them in battle. It was basically impossible to rely on the combined might of a ragtag army to crush a bloodline adept like Dorcas, who had fought his way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Dorcas walked towards Angor's group with his "Mud Doll Pendants".
"How much longer are you going to carry them on your back?" Angor pointed at the clay golems that were still gnawing at Dorcas.
Dorcas shrugged innocently. "That depends on how patient that guy is."
"Who's that guy?" Kael poked his head out of the illusion and curiously looked at Dorcas' clay doll pendants. He didn't know who the 'guy' Dorcas was talking about was.
Angor already knew who it was. Dorcas had already told him through some hints. However, he didn't say anything. He didn't know who "that guy" was, but he didn't know who it was.
"Look at the mud dolls hanging on my body. Do you see any of them acting weird?" Dorcas spun around in a circle in front of Khael, showing off the mud dolls hanging on his body.
Strange one?
Kael subconsciously used his mental power to observe the pendants, and he really did find a very unique Mud Golem monster.
"See? That's right. The "guy" I'm talking about is the one you're looking at. "
At this point, Dorcas lowered his voice and said with a tone of certainty, "You're the real culprit, right? That mud monster that pretended to attack me, but didn't dare to touch a single hair on my body from the beginning to the end?"
But there was no response. There was silence in the air.
The Mud Golems continued to gnaw at him as they should … However, there was one Mud Golem that was pretending to attack Dorcas, and it slowly stopped moving.
Seeing that the other party was unwilling to respond, Dorcas continued, "Or should I change the way I address you, Mr. Mole? Or Ms. Mole? "
The only Mud Golem on Dorcas' body that didn't attack him was a gray mole.
It was only as big as a palm and was hanging around Dorcas' right elbow.
Before this, it seemed to be gnawing at Dorcas's skin. However, it wasn't actually doing anything. It was just an act.
If Dorcas hadn't pointed it out, the little mole would have been mixed in with the other "angry" clay golems. If he wasn't paying attention, he would have overlooked it.
The air was silent for more than ten seconds. Finally, an androgynous voice came out of the little mole's mouth.
"How did you find me?"
Dorcas said, "How could I not find you when you're so unconventional?"
The little mole snorted, "I'm not asking about now. I already felt that something was wrong. Why would you withstand the attacks and move through the clay golems? You must have found me a long time ago, right? "
It was normal for the little mole to be exposed. After all, it was strange that it didn't attack Dorcas in the midst of the clay golems that were obviously attacking him. In Dorcas's words, this was unconventional.
However, it had been hiding among the clay golems and was confident that it had hidden well. Because of this, it really didn't understand how Dorcas had noticed it.
"Was it difficult to find you?" Dorcas asked instead of answering.
Of course it was difficult! The little mole was roaring in its heart. It had completely integrated its spirit into the clay golems. Even Eckstedt had a hard time finding it! Because of this, when Dorcas had found it, it had been so shocked.
However, it didn't show its inner emotions. Instead, it said indifferently, "Put me down first."
Dorcas said, "No."
"You!" The little mole raised its head and stared at Dorcas angrily.
Dorcas tilted his head, "Can't you jump down yourself? If you can jump up, you can naturally jump down. Why do you need my help?"
"Or are you saying that you're still trying to play tricks … You want me to attack you first?"
Hearing Dorcas's words, the little mole didn't show anything on the surface, but its heart was in turmoil.
Not only had this Magus seen through its location, but he had also seen through its intentions.
Indeed, everything it had done, including the act of attacking Dorcas, was to make Dorcas attack it first. Just once would have been enough.
But Dorcas actually knew its goal?
Mind reading? Prophecy?
It should be prophecy, right?
The little mole recalled all the details from before and felt that its guess was correct.
This was definitely a Prophecy Magus!
He was just like Aixen, who seemed to have a strong bloodline aura and was thought to be a Bloodline Magus, but was actually a Magus of the Occult!
Why did it think so? It was because Dorcas hadn't made a move from the start!
Normal Magi, when faced with such a surging wave of magical creatures, would avoid it even if they didn't attack. But Dorcas was different. He didn't dodge, nor did he attack the Mud Golems. Dorcas had obviously seen through it from the start: attacking the Mud Golems was likely to hit him.
After that, Dorcas had moved through the Mud Golems to lock onto its position.
Once he had locked onto its position, Dorcas began to clear it out.
Other Magi who wanted to clear out the Mud Golems would definitely smash a large number of them, but Dorcas was different. He targeted them one by one, afraid that the area of effect damage would affect those that shouldn't be affected.
He definitely had the intention to limit the damage.
There was also another piece of evidence. He didn't even activate his passive defensive spiritual force shield. This was because he was very clear that the spiritual force shield had the ability to defend and counterattack. If the other Mud Golems attacked the shield and counterattacked, it would still count as Dorcas taking the initiative to attack it.
Dorcas didn't use any of these passive abilities that dealt damage, such as Aura Suppression and Qi Blood.
Now, even if it used words to bewitch the other party, as long as the other party took the initiative to put it down, it would fall from a high altitude, or if the other party's elbow was slightly stronger, and it would be "passively" injured. This could also be considered an active attack.
But he could still detect it!
This meant that he knew its goal from the start, and continued to see through its next move.
Other than a Prophecy Magus, it couldn't think of any other ability that could do this.
"I actually met a Prophecy Magus. How unlucky." The little mole glared at Dorcas with some hatred.
Dorcas stroked his chin and didn't deny it.
The little mole jumped down from Dorcas' elbow. Because it had taken the initiative to fall, even if it was injured, it couldn't be considered as Dorcas's doing.
As long as Dorcas didn't actively cause damage, the contract would not work.
The little mole looked at Angor with a strange expression. "A Prophecy Magus, and a Space Magus … You're from the Bilos Family?"
Angor and Dorcas exchanged a glance but didn't say anything.
The little mole's confident tone left them speechless. They couldn't tell the little mole that it was wrong, and that there was no Prophecy Magus or Space Magus.
There was one Space Magus, but he was only an apprentice.
Still, Angor could guess that the little mole was the one who set up the space seal, so it should also know that Khael was a Space Apprentice.
It was likely that the little mole had already treated Khael as his apprentice. After all, a Space Magus with a Space Apprentice was a typical master-student combination.
"You can find me, but you can't do anything to me if you don't join the game. And if you do, you'll have to join the game. " The little mole looked at Angor and Dorcas. "So, if you want revenge, come at me. I'll be waiting for you at the 'Catacombs Arena'. "
As soon as he finished speaking, Little Mole rolled his eyes and fainted.
Dorcas crouched beside the mole and observed it. "That thing's mind is gone. I can't stop it."
Angor wasn't surprised. After all, it was the Space Magus who possessed the clay mole. They might be able to stop it if they were in another place, but they were inside the space seal. It was too easy for the mole to use its spatial abilities to escape.
Besides, the mole had abandoned its body and was only using its mind to escape. This was even harder to prevent.
It wasn't surprising that they couldn't stop it.
Even if they could, it would probably be an "active attack".
"It's fine. It's not our target anyway."
Angor paused. "It kept saying 'active attack'. Does it want you to attack it? Why? "
Dorcas tossed away the remaining accessories on his body. "The contract. It wants us to join the game. If we attack it, we'll sign the contract."
"So, it's part of the contract that it didn't attack you?"
Dorcas nodded. "Forcing a contract requires following the basic rules. If it attacks me, I'll be justified. So, it doesn't make sense. "
Angor could understand that.
But he still didn't understand. "How did you know it wants you to attack it to join the contract?"
Dorcas proudly pointed at his ears. "What else could it be? I definitely heard it."
"Another rule of the contract is that both parties must hear the content of the contract. But I don't need to understand the content of the contract. "
"As long as I'm within the range of the contract, the mole will speak in a normal voice. If there's a louder voice that covers up the muttering of the contract, as long as I'm within the range of the contract, I can still 'hear' the contract. "
"When the clay monster roared, it began to whisper the contract in a low voice. He wanted to use the Clay Golem's cries to cover up his own muttering. "
"I used Mind's Eye and amplified my hearing with Balance of Five Senses. Sure enough, I heard its muttering."
Angor finally understood what Dorcas was trying to say.
The rules of the contract had to be detailed, so Dorcas heard the entire content of the contract. At the same time, he also found the little mole.
After listening to the content of the contract, Dorcas began to clean up the clay monsters one by one.
The logic sounded very smooth.
The only problem was … how did Dorcas know to listen to the mole's voice? And why didn't he attack the clay monster?
The mole interpreted the answer to these two questions as prophecy.
However, the truth and prophecy were two different things. This was Dorcas's unique talent of Inspiration. To some extent, it was even better than prophecy.
At the very least, prophecy had to follow the logic of information collection and interpretation.
Dorcas's Inspiration was the real "mystery".
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