“However, the only drawback is that there is currently no way to create them on a large scale.”
“The success rate of creation is still relatively low, and we are currently trying to improve it,” White Skull said with a hint of regret.
Purple Hammer looked at the well-behaved giant lava skeletal lizard before him.
“If you use this as a mount, Master Purple Hammer, your journey ahead should be a bit easier.”
Purple Hammer was slightly surprised. “Can I control it too?”
“You won't be able to give it precise commands, but if it's just as a mount for traveling, it can be done.”
White Skull gently stroked the head of the giant lava skeletal lizard and said, “However, the giant lava skeletal lizard currently cannot move in lava for long periods.”
“It can only be used to cross some lava rivers. If you expect the giant lava skeletal lizard to operate in a lava lake or the lava sea, it won't be able to do that.” White Skull reminded Purple Hammer.
“I understand.”
Being able to help him cross lava rivers and save a significant amount of time spent on detours was already very useful.
“Master Purple Hammer, you may take this mount, but we also have something we need your help with.”
“Go ahead.”
White Skull took out a book made of special paper, with a cover made of a special wooden layer. The special materials used to construct the book could resist the high temperatures of the lava regions without burning.
“This is some knowledge we have summarized regarding the creation of special bones.”
“Since Master Purple Hammer intends to seek the Forbidden Fire, cross the lava lake, and reach the lava sea,”
“I hope Master Purple Hammer can help bring this knowledge to the shamans on the lower floors.”
“After all, even the monster merchant race cannot cross the lava sea to reach the lower floors.”
Purple Hammer carefully accepted the book before him, his mind filled with images of the skeletal shamans crafting bones and creating undead creatures.
The technique of smelting bones with souls.
As a purple-skinned blacksmith who had mastered foundry arts and forging, he was also very interested in this kind of knowledge.
After all, his purpose for seeking the Forbidden Fire was completely different from those adventurers; it was never for power.
Instead, it was so that the purple-skinned blacksmiths could use the power of the Forbidden Fire to break through the limits of foundry arts and find new possibilities for their craft.
This would allow them to follow the Master further, serve the Master better, and offer up their meager loyalty.
However, this was knowledge and technology that the skeletal shamans had worked hard to summarize, so it wouldn't be right for him to just look at it.
“If Master Purple Hammer is interested in this knowledge, you may also look at it along the way.”
“However, much of this knowledge and technology requires the Soul Fire and innate abilities of the skeletal shaman race, so its help to you may be limited.” White Skull seemed to see Purple Hammer's desire for this knowledge and spoke generously.
“Thank you very much for your generosity and help. I will deliver the book in its entirety to the lower floors.”
Purple Hammer was deeply moved.
The skeletal shamans really were a group of kind-hearted people.
Right, since that was the case, he might as well ask about something else.
“I apologize, but I have another question I'd like to ask. Do you know the direction in which the lava rivers in this stratum flow?”
“The direction the lava rivers flow?”
Although White Skull didn't understand why Purple Hammer was asking such a thing, he turned around, took out a simple map, and began to explain.
“The lava flow throughout the eleventh floor has no set rules, but several major lava rivers basically flow toward the west and the east.”
“They then flow from both sides into the mountains of the twelfth floor and finally merge into the lava lake of the twelfth floor.” White Skull made a few gestures on the map.
That's right; the final flow of the lava rivers on the eleventh floor was entirely into the next floor.
Logically, the lava on the eleventh floor would eventually run dry.
However, the lava on the eleventh floor had never decreased. These skeletal shamans ultimately attributed it to the Master's great power.
“Then, is it possible to enter the next floor from the lava rivers on either side?” Purple Hammer asked.
“You would be swallowed by the lava. If one can withstand the high temperature of being swallowed by lava and the falling force between floors, it is theoretically feasible.”
Listening to White Skull's words, Purple Hammer nodded.
The reason he asked this question was that he wanted to find the Forbidden Fire Longbow.
The Forbidden Fire Longbow had already merged into the lava. Logically, it would flow along with the lava of this floor.
In that case, as long as the final location of the lava flow was determined, it might be possible to find the Forbidden Fire Longbow.
From the looks of it, the Forbidden Fire Longbow might have already followed the lava into a lava lake or even the lava sea.
The possibility of finding it was even lower now.
Could he only try to check every large lava lake he passed during his journey to seek the Forbidden Fire?
After gathering some information, Purple Hammer bid farewell to these skeletal shamans, mounted the beast they had given him, and continued toward the passage to the next floor.
A fire-resistant saddle, thoughtfully provided by the skeletal shamans, had also been placed on the back of the flame lizard.
Riding on it wasn't exactly comfortable, but it was much better than riding directly on bone.
One man and his mount slowly disappeared at the end of the distorted horizon.
...
The sixth floor of the Well of Eternal Imprisonment.
Amidst the flying yellow sand stood a small town built of stacked stone.
Thick stone walls, five meters high, surrounded the entire town.
The walls formed an irregular circle, and on them, people dressed as soldiers carrying spears patrolled back and forth.
A tower was built at each of the four directions of the wall. Atop the towers, sentries with mana longbows on their backs constantly monitored the movement of the sandstorms in the desert through telescope-like magic items.
Outside the walls, teams of six also patrolled the main passages leading to and from the desert.
Inside the walls was a mini-oasis, providing a water source and a small patch of shade for this desert town.
Around the oasis, simple houses of various sizes were built.
The rock walls of the houses were, of course, masterpieces created by the joint efforts of first-rank mages, firmly keeping any monsters that might attack outside the walls.
The size of the town was several times larger than the previous settlements, and people were constantly coming and going.
By now, a large number of adventurers had entered the Desert Stratum, using the town as a central base to begin their exploration of the entire desert.
In the town's tavern, as long as you listened patiently amidst the sound of the lute, you could always hear the excited and joyful shouts of adventurers through the spray of low-quality beer.
Some had found treasure chests, some had found monster merchants, and others had found ruins containing precious information.
The dangers of the Well of Eternal Imprisonment exceeded the adventurers' expectations.
But so did the treasures and power.
With the town's safety guaranteed, bold merchants also entered the town to seek business.
The power of the Forbidden Fire had been the main theme of conversation among adventurers for some time.
They discussed which faction would ultimately seize the Forbidden Fire; some thought it would be the Grey family, while others thought it would be lucky adventurers.
And recently, a discussion about a new power had begun to challenge the unparalleled presence of the Forbidden Fire.
That is, monster cards and Summoning Magic.
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