Chapter 754
As they entered the corridor, another staircase descended deeper underground. The staircase was long and gently sloped, bending sharply at a right angle midway. The ceiling was high enough that, like the chamber and hallway before it, it felt more like the interior of a castle than something underground.
—Yeah… I think I’m starting to see it now…
As Ian leisurely descended the stairs alongside Roben, Yog’s voice echoed in his mind.
—Why not give me a chance, friend? I think I might be able to get my hands on the binding spells controlling those crude slaves.
It sounded like idle curiosity, but Ian’s eyes twitched slightly.
Is that possible?
Masked slave soldiers were walking on either side of the group, following him, holding the weapons taken from Ian and Miguel.
Of course, he had no intention of testing that idea at the moment. They had only just entered the magic tower.
"You’re not asking anything," Roben spoke then as they walked.