Luo Yan's carriage did not enter the stone castle ruled by the Knight Lord of Eagle Rock Territory. Instead, as usual, he found a secluded corner in the broader, more chaotic Traveler Camp on the outskirts of the city to set up camp.
"Rock and Earth, heed my command... If anyone you don't recognize comes in, give them a little lesson." Luo Yan waved his Magic Wand, weaving a Spell.
Two clay golems, half-human height, quickly rose from the muddy ground.
They looked like gray snowmen, bowed slightly to their master, and then, like loyal guards, stood one on each side of the tent door.
Elemental Demon Statues may not be as handy as those stone men from the Rock Soul Tribe, but executing these simple commands is very convenient.
Around them, people who had recently awakened their potential for Magic looked on with envy and turned to whisper with their companions.
"This bigshot must be Bronze Level."
