With the sound of the click, the monster seemed to be rearing its stance. Without time to chat, Krinus flicked his wand and prepared to cast a spell, but not surprisingly, he still couldn't feel the flow of the arcane energy, so he could only dodge to the side.

The monster attacked again, and waves of air and loud noises rushed in, but the gate did not crumble as expected. Looking at the notch on it, it is obvious that the crack left by Augst has caused it to lose its strength.

Looking closely into the gap, I saw the full picture of the monster. It lived like a giant, taller than any human Krinus had ever seen. The muscles made of the rock are clear, and the exaggerated burly shape of its head is disproportionate. How much does it weigh? about a ton or two, depending on what material it's made of. Even if it were crushed and fell, no one would be able to withstand the weight of an arm. Blood poured over its epidermis and dripped down its face. Some of the traces had dried up, and the black-red trail had been washed away by new blood, turning it into a bloody and terrifying reacher.

Because of the impact just now, there were many cracks in the stone gate. It seems that the material of this door is made of small hexagonal pieces inlaid with each other, and only a thin layer is on the inside. If one of the units cracks, the puzzle is not even as hard as burnt bread. The next impact will double the gap, and then another attack will allow the monster to enter unimpeded, and then it will be like a wolf entering the sheep's pen.

The monster unhurriedly made a shoulder ramming stance, just like it had done in its previous rhythmic killing. It makes people feel a kind of despair that is about to be run over and killed. It's slow, but unstoppable.

Boom!

The golem's shoulder slammed in like a sharp blade to your nose, to tell everyone about your death.

"Have you tried to kill it?" Crinus shouted anxiously.

"No, I've been tango with it all the way!" said Selena sarcastically.

Golem withdrew half of his body to deliver the final blow to the crumbling barrier, the gap in the door large enough for Krinus to see clearly. The corridors of the labyrinth had been turned into a slaughterhouse, and it was impossible to tell which part of the body on the floor belonged to the person, let alone bother to count how many poor people had died there. For most people, they don't know that there are so many colors in a person's body that can paint a wall in such a disgusting color.