Chapter 107: Getting Rid of Them

"He's taking too long. What do you think he's doing?" Hex asked impatiently as he tapped his fingers on the counter.

It had been over a minute since the salesman had gone into the back room, leaving the two alone in the store. They couldn't hear any sound coming from where he was.

"How could he be this careless? Leaving all this stuff behind, isn't he afraid we'll steal something?" Hex asked, touching an item on one of the shelves.

"I guess it's probably because he saw the money pouch," Nox shrugged as he walked toward the door, intending to eavesdrop. But before he could get close, the door suddenly flung open, and the man came out.

"Sorry to keep you guys waiting… something came up," the man said, flicking sweat off his forehead. His glowing milky eyes had returned to their normal brown shade.

However, the man kept scratching his neck as if something was itching him there, and he glanced around nervously as if afraid of something, which Nox immediately noticed.

"So, what is it? Can you take us to the alchemist?" Hex asked.

"Yes, I just finished talking with him," the man replied, his leg, carefully hidden from the others, inching close to a formation on the ground. "And he has agreed to meet you!" He smiled.

Hex and Nox found the man's smile disturbing, and before they could react, several walls rose from all four corners of the store, causing the ground to tremble.

"A formation!" Hex shouted, trying to drag Nox to escape. "Come on, let's get out of here!"

"Why?" Nox didn't move from his spot, his gaze fixed on the store owner, who leaped out from behind the counter with surprising agility.

"Huh? Do you know how dangerous formations are? Inside their formations, Ruinsmiths are like gods. They can deliver a fatal blow with just a thought, they can create laws and rules, and you'll be bound to follow them! If you resist, you die!" Hex exclaimed, still trying to pull Nox away.

This was a trap! Ruinsmiths weren't powerful fighters, but once you were caught in their runes, it would be very difficult to escape. Hex was confident he could beat this store owner any other day, but now… if he stayed here any longer, he would only get himself killed.

After telling Nox about the danger, he hoped the kid would run away with him, but the latter still stood there.

"We've been searching for this alchemist for hours now. Why should we leave when we've finally found someone who knows his whereabouts?" Nox stated.

'Four years… that's how long I've been looking for the Elemental Crystal. I'll grasp every opportunity.'

"Are you insane? We could always come back another time," Hex tried to shout some sense into Nox. Honestly, the only reason he was doing this was because the Guild Master found Nox to be a valuable asset… otherwise, he would have escaped long ago.

"What are the chances of finding this man again?" Nox asked, and Hex was at a loss for words.

The kid was right. If they escaped, the store owner would probably go into hiding and inform his masters. Then it'd be very difficult to get their hands on the alchemist, as they'd be aware that someone was looking for them.

At that moment, the rising walls enclosed the entire shop. Several more formations that had been hidden in the ground also lit up with a blue glow, and the ground trembled.

Emerging from the ground were huge rock golems with rough, rocky bodies. They were massive, each standing around eight feet tall with club-like fists, perfect for bulldozing. Two of them carried large stone hammers, while the other two held long stone spears.

"Dammit, I guess we're doing this." Hex stomped on the ground, and ice rose from his feet, spreading across his body. Not long after, his entire body was covered in thick ice armor.

Outside, the citizens didn't notice anything wrong. In fact, even if they walked inside the store, they wouldn't notice anything amiss. The formations the store owner used were high-level, capable of temporarily transferring others into a different realm altogether.

So when Hex tried calling the Guild Master, the communication line didn't connect.

"That's futile," the store owner said when he saw the frustrated look on the cryomancer's face. "You should have escaped when you had the chance. Attack!"

"Ice column!" Hex shouted, and a column of ice shot out from his palm. One of the golems smashed the ice column with its hammer, shattering it into fragments, and charged forward like a bull.

Hex frowned when he saw this and quickly conjured a spear, hurling it at the golem. While he was engaged with the golem, the other three for some reason had all focused their attention on Nox.

Nox dashed to the side as quickly as he could, avoiding a spear that whistled through the air, heading towards his chest. Dagger in hand, Nox leaped forward at the golems, who all attacked with their stone weapons. Though made of stone, the edges still glinted with a sharp light.

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Yet Nox jumped straight at these sharp weapons with an unfazed expression.

"What's he doing?" Rolling and dodging a couple of times, Hex witnessed what seemed like a suicide attempt by Nox. But then he noticed something.

The youth vanished mid-air, causing the golems' attacks to only impale empty air. They seemed perplexed.

"That's an assassin skill. Didn't he say he's a beast tamer? How does he have an assassin-related skill?" It was common knowledge that skills were class-oriented. No matter how Hex looked at it, he couldn't understand how a class that specialized in taming could possess teleportation skills.

Suddenly, the three golems felt a strange sensation as something passed through them.

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