The Goddess of Magic and Book didn't object.
Two gods and one book headed toward the mine.
The entire process—including just standing beside Lava General having a discussion—didn't let him notice even the slightest change around him.
They floated into the mine, not even needing to follow the mine's routes.
At this moment, in Ren's eyes, this mine was totally ordinary, kind of grayish, without any vitality. But he could see that inside the mine, most of the miners' bodies faintly gave off some subtle golden light.
These golden lights eventually gathered into golden threads, then extended from their bodies.
Thick or thin, bright or dim—all these threads eventually gathered at the deepest part of the mine, then tangled together, forming a blurry golden fog-like existence.
