With This Treasure, I Summon Primordial Weapons
Chapter 13: Colossal Monster

Chapter 13: Colossal Monster

Godric’s world became a blur of moving shapes as sand continued getting swept from under his feet, his body twisting and tumbling over the escaping ground. Somewhere between the grains of sand scouring his face, he saw Raven fighting hopelessly to find her balance as her body rolled unstoppably just like his.

It took what felt like eternity but was no more than ten seconds before Godric hit something hard with a loud thud.

He coughed sand from his mouth before rubbing the sand from his eyes. The ground beneath him felt solid, unlike the dunes they spent hours on.

When his vision finally cleared, he looked around to see Raven lying a few feet away from him on what seemed like dark earth.

Instinctively, his gaze lifted toward the colossal figure.

The monster standing above them was beyond enormous.

It lifted one leg, and though the motion looked slow, Godric knew it was just the creature’s immense size creating the illusion. In truth, the step came down faster than he could comprehend. An earthquake-like tremor ran through the ground as the monster took the step away from them, completely unbothered or perhaps even unaware of their existence.

Godric had seen depictions of many monsters, wild and summoned, and not even a legendary-grade beast came close to the size of what stood above them.

"Still alive?" Raven asked, scrambling to her feet. She looked him over with more attention than the question warranted, then swept the dust from her uniform. "I knew my mentee wouldn’t die so easily."

"I’m not-" Godric turned to respond, but as he shifted his gaze to the girl, his breath caught at their surroundings.

The ground was now damp, resembling something close to clay. But it wasn’t the ground that stole Godric’s breath away. It was the ruins around them.

Countless remnants of a city surrounded him. Broken walls jutted from the ground like jagged teeth, and a few half-standing buildings leaned stubbornly in the gloom, their dark stone scarred but unyielding.

Godric’s eyes remained on their surroundings as he got up to his feet.

’They’re not broken...’ A realisation slowly dawned on him as he continued to look around.

The edges of the broken walls weren’t sharp as they would be if they were broken. They were round, and across those very walls were remnants of what seemed like hardened black liquid, one resembling the bricks.

’Bricks that can turn to liquid...?’

That didn’t sound right, even for a dungeon gate.

Suddenly, Godric felt a cold shiver run across his spine, followed by an eerie sensation of eyes settling on his back. His head whipped around, scanning the ruined city and finding nothing between its broken walls.

The sensation persisted. The worst thing about it was that it wasn’t coming just from one direction, it felt as though someone, or something, was watching him from everywhere at once.

"Raven..."

"I know," the girl replied, her head moving slowly across the horizon. "Someone’s watching us."

"...or something," Godric added.

Between the enormous monster which broke every piece of knowledge in recorded history, and the ruined city which looked as though it had been melted, this might’ve been the most unsettling thing.

Monsters were exactly what one would expect them to be. They attacked the second they saw you, mindless as wildfire.

Whoever or whatever was watching them was intelligent enough not to act with haste.

"Should we run?" Raven asked.

Godric had already pondered over that idea.

While running from danger was often a smart choice, there was no direction they could truly run towards as the eerie feeling of being watched came from everywhere at once.

"No. Whatever it is, it’s already seen us. Let’s act normal, pretend we didn’t notice anything."

Raven raised a brow. "What if it attacks the moment we get near one of those buildings?"

"Whoever it is, it didn’t attack us for a reason." Godric paused for a moment. "Besides, the sooner it shows up, the quicker we can deal with it."

"...That’s your plan?"

"You have a better one?"

She didn’t.

Moments later, the two of them were walking slowly across the ruined city.

The melted bricks were even more eerie up close.

Godric pressed his hand against one of them and pulled it back just as quickly. They felt damp and sticky to the touch, with almost a slimy texture to them.

The air here felt thicker.

The drop in temperature was a nice change compared to the relentless heat of the desert-like monster, but the lack of drinking water was still an issue.

Tremors continued to run across the ground as the colossal monster moved further away with each step, its massive figure not getting any smaller despite the growing distance between them and it.

"It’s completely empty," Raven said, her voice no more than a whisper.

Godric nodded.

He’d noticed as much.

Despite the countless ruins of some past civilisation, there was no furniture, no signs of life other than the half-melted walls jutting all around them.

That is, until they took another corner around one of the buildings and came to a sudden stop.

A few meters away from them, an entire road was filled with small mounds of sand, each marked with a crooked stick. Most looked plain and simple, while others were decorated with stones and even small wooden ornaments.

Godric’s heart dropped at the sight.

Those were graves, hundreds of them.

And among them, a few holes were left empty, the dirt around them thrown outward, freshly dug.