Chapter 122 Soul of Rock and Earth!

In the depths of the third floor of the labyrinth, suits of magical armor and stone statues stood scattered in the wide corridor, guarding the path ahead like loyal sentinels.

The dust covering their surfaces could easily mislead someone to think of them as mere decorative pieces within the maze; however, experienced adventurers knew just how dangerous these objects were.

Unlike the traps set by Little Demons,

these stone statues were visible traps.

Just then, a pace neither light nor heavy could be heard coming from the depths of the dark corridor.

Upon hearing the sudden noise, the clay golems clad in armor raised their heads, emitting a grating sound of stone friction, and their still eye sockets began to emit a crimson glow one after the other.

They had sensed the presence of an intruder, yet they couldn't pinpoint his exact location.

"Creak—"

That persistent sound was like the prelude to a landslide, as if rocks were tumbling down from the mountain peak.