As they got deeper, the dwarfs were getting stronger and harder to deal with as they had great strength, thick armor, and plenty of health. They often came in a group of ten, including a dead priest. However, Ye Cang’s effort in disarming the traps made their journey somewhat smoother. In the end, they reached a staircase leading them downstairs. Beside the stairs were two streams of lava. CloudDragon felt uneasy and Zhang Zhengxiong laughed condescendingly, “This is no lava, it’s just iron liquid.”
“To be exact, it’s metal in molten state,” Little Ye Tian explained.
“There are two dragons ahead, a large circular field towards the end and a red-armored dwarf sitting on a throne. He looks strong,” Ye Cang explained.
“The dwarf must be Lightning Fist. What are the colors of the dragons?” Little Ye Tian asked.
“Both are red. Their sizes are similar to a special field boss’ and they’re approximately 40 meters long,” Ye Cang replied.
“Then, they’re not the dragons from the five. Each of the five dragons should be at least a hundred meters long. The two dragons you saw might be just some guards protecting the boss,” Little Ye Tian nodded.
“Lele’s dragon-slaying blade is hungry and thirsty already…” Lin Le was trying to imitate villains in movies as he wiped his blade.
“Then this should be a place for us to take a break. There’s no point rushing inside and awakening them. We better be prepared first,” ThornyRose sat on the stairs.
“Lele’s dragon-slaying cannon is hungry too…” Lin Le pushed his handcart cannon.
“Woah, this needs a thorough discussion. We’re only using it on Lightning Fist and we have to go dutch. As for the details, the shots are at five-star strength, cooldown at 5 minutes and only two shots…” LordAsked gave his suggestions.
“No! Lele wants to shoot eight ceremonious five-star shots continuously,” Lele was not happy with it.
Little Ye Tian then calculated the money needed for eight five-star shots without cooldown. “I’ve worked it out. Lele’s idea needs approximately a few hundred million gold coins…”
Just then, he recalled the demon that can breathe fire. He dismantled it and put all of it inside, not missing out its penis too. Next, he added some blood and flesh of the hellhounds and a bone from the ogre that turned into a gigantic skeleton demon back in Thousand Peak Mountain. Not to mention, he even casually scooped up a bowl of molten iron from under his feet as if it was just water. After a round of identification, he realized that it was full of minerals and metals, including mithril, silver, thorium, black iron, and many more in trace quantities. Hmm…not bad. He poured the whole bowl inside and everyone made the decision to log out. Last, I shall pour my secret sauce! The best sauce made out of the boss’s organs and zombie fluid. One small bowl is enough. It’s so precious.
The last time, it was a skull smiling evilly in the air but this time, it was souls and spirits screaming and struggling as if they were enduring some endless torture. A strong and malodorous odor filled the air in an instance. It took away Ye Cang’s consciousness and the rest just could not describe the smell at all. It was nothing but a pure stimulus. An explosive one. Just the smell itself could put all five senses in torture. It was even worse than pouring chili water into the eyes, the nose, the ears or even into all of them at the same time. They all quickly logged out.
