The Golem Mage

Alec opened his eyes and found himself in a city.

He had anticipated various scenarios upon exiting the space passage, but he never expected to be transported to an entirely new world.

"Keep moving, or those coming behind you will have a problem,"
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a man dressed in black armor warned, jolting Alec out of his thoughts.

Quickly surveying his surroundings, Alec realized that he was blocking the space passage.

Stepping down from the passage, Alec noticed several others dressed in identical black armor, resembling a military unit.

It seemed they had caught the attention of the armored men with their sudden appearance.

"Finally, I'm out!, I almost puked inside that space tunnel,"

Arthur's familiar voice rang out, Alec turned toward Arthur, a smile forming on his face as he motioned for him to come down quickly.

One by one, the rest of their group materialized until they were all present.

The men in black armor, armed with spears and shields, looked at them with surprise and curiosity.

It was clear they were wondering how a group of students who hadn't even reached the Tier 3 Mage realm were allowed to enter the abyss realm.

"Hey, kids, are you sure you passed the inspection at the gate?, Did those two grumpy men let you through with your cultivation level?"

The leader of the black armored group stepped forward, removing his helmet as he spoke.

Alec caught a glimpse of his face for the first time.

The man was actually handsome, but his fierce aura overshadowed any handsome vibes he could have emitted.

"Of course, they did, And I think you should mind your own business, city captain, After all, your duty is only to watch the entry gates and nothing else,"

Igor's voice resounded, as he walked out of the space tunnel.

With his elegant demeanor, Igor's statement further cemented Alec's belief that the black armored men were indeed some sort of military unit.

"Great instructor!! We greet you,"

the leader of the black-armored guards, known as the city captain, was the first to bow and knelt on one leg as he greeted Igor.

Though Alec knew that the Great Instructor was highly respected, this was the first time he had witnessed such behavior.

It felt as though he was no longer in an academy, but rather a massive military camp, where the hierarchy really mattered.

"Come, let me brief you all on some things and help you settle down for business,"

Igor said, walking ahead with his hands behind his back, exuding an air of superiority.

Alec and the rest quickly caught up with him as he led them to a building.

They arrived at the entrance gate adorned with the bold inscription, 'War God Armoury.'

Along the way, Alec couldn't help but notice the numerous Tier 3 mages with his insight skills.

Many of them wore beast armors or guards' armors, with student badges discreetly hidden.

It finally dawned on Alec why, since his arrival at the school, he had only encountered low-ranking mages aside from the instructors.

It was because those who were truly powerful had ventured into the space tunnel and entered the second dimension, also known as the Abyss Realm.

Just as their world was called the Human Realm, Alec had learned this valuable information from Instructor Walter's class.

"Who do we have here, a bunch of freshly recruited novices!"

A man sitting behind the counter of the building they entered remarked as soon as they walked in.

"I have come to register them and provide them with the basic armor given to first-timers, as they will be joining an upcoming attack mission soon for five days"

Igor explained with a slight smile on his face. However, the man seemed to ignore his presence, his gaze fixed on Alec and the rest.

"Hmmm, it appears that you guys either messed with the wrong person or found yourselves in the wrong company for someone to want to kill you in such a manner," the short man commented.

"Old elder, I have a badge that authorizes me to bring them to the Abyss Dimension,"

Igor countered, not appreciating the old man speaking so openly.

"Oh, shut up, little boy, there's nothing you or your father's faction can do to me, I can talk to anybody I want, however I want, If you think you're worthy, let's go a round and see if you can talk to my blade,"

the short man declared, his temper flaring. He extended his hand, and a large blade flew from out of nowhere, and rested in his grip.

The scene took Brandon by surprise, He looked at the sword and couldn't help but feel that it resembled his own saber and sword,

Except the aura surrounding the Great Sword in the short man's hand was incredibly heavy, giving off the presence of a wild demonic beast.

"Um, that's not what I meant, just go on with your duties,"

Igor quickly protested, waving his hand in defeat.

Deep down, Igor knew he was wrong about Alec and the others, If the situation escalated, nobody would say anything, but they would still look down on him if they found out he planned to send a group of Tier 2 mages into war within the Abyss.

Furthermore, he had been warned multiple times about a few people he should never offend, and this short old man was one of them.

This man had been around far longer than Igor could even imagine.

All Igor knew was that the man possessed a Tier 8 aura during there argument now, but nobody had ever seen him attack.

Still, Igor chose to believe his father's words, as his father had always exercised caution.

"Considering he mentioned that you would be going on the attack, it means you would never be allowed to join a guard team"

" So, tell me, boy," the old man continued,

"what do you plan to become? A free adventurer who roams the Abyss, unfettered by anyone's restraints and reaping all the rewards for yourself, unless you plan to sell to the academy."

"Or do you plan to become a vanguard soldier and rise through the ranks of the academy army? To see if you have what it takes to become a general, with hundreds or thousands of other mages under your command"

" Though, if you choose to become a vanguard of the academy, you might find yourself constrained by the knowledge of what's really going on,"

the short man said, gesturing towards Igor, who stood there, desperately trying to remain composed and keep his temper in check, It was proving to be quite challenging.

The short man continued to disparage and speak ill of Igor, as if he wasn't standing right there.

Igor deeply regretted choosing to handle this matter himself. He wished he hadn't put himself in this position and sent someone to do it instead.