The two stone spikes in the little dwarf gargoyle's hands were aimed at Lu Yang's face with its hollow eyes. The moment Lu Yang dared step within the staircase's range, it would attack.
Lu Yang knew that with his current reaction speed, he absolutely could not defeat this little dwarf. But he did not necessarily have to fight it. Though this kind of gargoyle could not be stunned or controlled, that did not mean it could not be knocked back.
With a cold sneer, he activated Embers and charged straight at the little dwarf gargoyle. In the blink of an eye, he was before it. The little dwarf actually revealed a sneer as human as his own, and its two stone spikes instantly stabbed toward Lu Yang's chest.
The timing, angle, and placement of the strike were all exceptionally tricky and vicious. Lu Yang had no way to dodge. Seeing the purple-black glow suddenly emerge from the stone spikes, he knew that if they hit him, even if they did not kill him, he would definitely be hard-controlled in place. Given the little dwarf's attack speed, he would surely die. But would he?
"Demon God's Grasp—Heavy Punch!"
A crimson-gold light suddenly surged out from Lu Yang's heart. In an instant, the golden light formed into a fist one meter in diameter, striking the little dwarf's two stone spikes head-on.
Bang!
After a deafening explosion, the little dwarf's stone spikes were knocked aside. The crimson-gold fist struck its body and sent it flying seven or eight meters off the platform.
Seizing the opportunity, Lu Yang activated Embers and arrived atop the platform in a streak of golden light. After picking up the final storage pouch, he instantly dashed more than ten meters away from the platform. At that exact moment, the