"If only I had another Oily Technique," Lynch sighed softly.
Nimo heard this and quickly took out a bottle from his backpack, tossing it in front of the illusion. A puddle of yellow liquid spread out. The dwarf turned his head and said painfully, "There won't be any oil left for cooking these days, so please bear with it for now."
"Who cares if there's no oil! We'll slaughter a snake and extract snake oil to cook with! It must be delicious, haha!" Deluo's laughter came from the front.
The passage continued to extend downward. Lynch took out the unextinguishable torch to light the way for his companions ahead. They hadn't gone far when they heard screams and curses coming from behind. The mage smiled slightly, thinking, "Now you'll suffer."
They exited the mucus-filled passage, and an open space appeared before them. In front of their eyes was an enormous underground cavern, with several people standing on a small platform. A simple ladder allowed them to climb down.
