Elemental Cats
Chapter 450 Flesh Golem (5)

With General Scoll's guidance, Silver Knight quickly grasped the timing and what they needed to do, so they took aim with their recently reloaded ballista and waited. While they waited, they silently ordered the mages around them to help reinforce and strengthen the ballista bolt. Silver Knight didn't want to make their actions too blatantly obvious in case the Flesh Golem or the lich controlling it noticed anything amiss.

Thankfully, most of the Flesh Golem's attention was on Vatel, who was running circles around the Flesh Golem's head. Clad in lightning, Vatel zipped across the Flesh Golem's upper body, dragging his spear around and creating large tears in the Flesh Golem's skin.

The Flesh Golem's skin was too thick for Vatel to do any real damage, not to mention how most of it recovered almost instantly. But the wounds acted as footholds for him as he dodged the Flesh Golem's hands. And if the wounds were open long enough, the mages would have time to land a deeper blow that would take more demonic energy to restore.

After he got a little more used to the Flesh Golem's movements, Vatel also started using his martial techniques to attack it and deal even more damage. Unfortunately, he couldn't get close enough to its head to deal a blow to its more vulnerable areas. The most he could do was poke the Flesh Golem's neck and throat.

Thankfully, Vatel wasn't alone in his assault against the Flesh Golem. And with the other Lightning Rascals helping him, Vatel didn't worry about the Flesh Golem eventually catching him. He just focused on what he set out to do and kept the majority of the Flesh Golem's attention locked on him. Vatel knew that he wasn't the one who would deal the finishing move.

He didn't know what General Scoll had planned exactly. But Vatel could at least understand Hassandra's guess that the special attack divisions and the Golden Wolf Legion were only the setup for whatever General Scoll had in store.

And since General Scoll had proved to be a capable and trustworthy commander, Vatel simply continued fighting while waiting for General Scoll's command. And because Vatel continued fighting without showing any fear or anxiety, the troops he led could do the same.

The fear that came when the melee combatants got squashed like bugs was gradually eradicated, and the combatants of the special attack divisions regained some confidence that they would be able to survive their encounter with the Flesh Golem.

Eventually, Vatel's, the Lightning Rascals', the golden wolves,' and the special attack division combatants' efforts converged and grabbed the entirety of the Flesh Golem's attention.

The Flesh Golem had to use its arms to try and grab Vatel and stop him from piercing the back of its head with the bundle of electricity he had built up around his spear. The golden wolves and Hassandra had worn away at the Flesh Golem's legs and prevented the Flesh Golem from moving by binding and clinging to the legs and feet.

The other attackers worked together to launch magic and projectiles onto the Flesh Golem's head and body. Most attacks were blocked by the Flesh Golem's wildly swinging arms. But some of them slipped through the gaps in its defense and reached its body.

Thanks to the combined assault, some of the attacks even reached the Flesh Golem's face. And in order to defend its eyes and minimize the amount of demonic energy required to restore itself, the Flesh Golem closed its eyes.

It was only for one or two seconds at most. But it was more than enough.

The moment that Silver Knight had waited for came, and without missing a beat, Silver Knight launched the ballista bolt, strengthened and reinforced by several kinds of magic that propelled the bolt through the air. The bolt weaved through the other attacks that weren't as fast. The bolt also wove through the gap between the Flesh Golem's arms before finally arriving less than a meter away from its target.

The Flesh Golem sensed that it had deflected the attacks that forced it to close its eyes and started opening them again. The tingling sensation in his eye also made the Flesh Golem instinctively want to look at what was in front of its face.

However, that was a dire mistake on the Flesh Golem's end as the silver ballista bolt pierced into its eye, unleashing a rain of pieces of the Flesh Golem's exploded eye that splattered on the ground.

The Flesh Golem didn't scream from the pain, but it did take a slight step back from the force of the ballista bolt.

The Flesh Golem tilted its head back as it quickly reached up and pulled out the ballista bolt before roaring to the skies in anger.

Vatel, who clung to the Flesh Golem's neck, endured the roar from up close, and he could feel his eardrums begin to collapse as he struggled not to fall to the ground. He pushed his spear as deep as he could into the Flesh Golem's thick hide and held on to it by curling his body while he raised his hands to his ears to try and shield his ears from the Flesh Golem's roar. Thankfully, the Flesh Golem roared in the opposite direction of where Vatel was, and he was on the other side of the Golem's thick head, so the situation wasn't as bad as it could have been.

But the roar was still loud enough to make the other combatants who were further away also shield their ears as soon as they could, which led to the combatants using weapons or hand-held items to drop them.

Since the Flesh Golem's roar disrupted the special attack division's movements, Silver Knight didn't have time to dispel his bolt before the Flesh Golem sent it flying toward the cluster of mages and fighters with the ballista as the center.

Silver Knight reacted as soon as he saw the bolt fly towards them and tried to dispel, or at least divert it before it was too late.