"In that case, let's just ride this thing down."
Lava General nodded slightly, then added, "Don't worry, I'll take the lead. The others will protect you guys."
"Of course we trust you. With you here, there's nothing that can threaten us." The mine supervisor gave a reluctant smile, but the worry on his face was clear as day to anyone who could see.
The mine's structure wasn't exactly primitive—there were some simple magic arrays and mechanical devices—but the ventilation was terrible, the air was very foul, and the entire mining area was dark.
Who knows if it was to test oxygen levels or just because they couldn't bear to invest in building self-charging arrays and a Magic Power Network—the lighting choice was still torches.
As the monkey car continued descending, the surroundings got darker and darker. The torches created quite a bit of smoke, making the air quality even worse, and it got stuffier and hotter.
