In the blink of an eye, it had already been the fourth day since the survivors arrived at the underground alchemy factory.
This peculiar Mage Tower covered a very large area. Over these four days, the journey of the survivors had not been long. At every fork in the road, they had to use Divine Arts to judge the correct path, and every passage had to be checked for the presence of traps, mechanisms, and so on.
All of this relied entirely on Jia Sha alone.
For Jia Sha, the burden was considerable. Whenever he was in poor condition, he could only take the initiative to rest.
Without the enhancement of Divine Arts like Shields and Blessings, relying solely on the flesh and blood of the people, it was difficult to contend against a transport golem.
The closer they got to the core of the alchemy factory, the more difficult it became to advance.
Casualties were inevitable.
The group that suffered the most losses was the members of the Sanda Mercenary Group.
