Dark said, "That's true, but from what I saw, at least three of those four wanted to leave."
The vote was three to one.
When Him's group had first entered Golden City, they had still been dreaming of the future. Yet in the blink of an eye, they had become deserters.
They took the corpses of the dead, casually picked up a few gold bricks, then hurriedly boarded the Desert Giant Eagle and flew into the tunnel that had been dug from the surface to this place.
This time, aside from those few gold bricks, they had gained nothing from entering Golden City. They had even needlessly lost several lives, and Him's mechanical compass had been taken away.
This could no longer be described with a single word like "loss."
But if they had not happened to draw Dark's group's attention, they would already have died in Golden City, becoming the first humans to be devoured by Greed.
It was hard to say whether they were lucky or unfortunate.
In any case, Him, one of the three great thieves of Golden Land, had exited the stage in such an unremarkable fashion.
Moon God's Chariot sped away. The Golden Elemental Species that Aerodactyl had shredded gradually gathered together, with some of them regenerating.
But that no longer had anything to do with Dark's group. Just as they were about to enter Golden City, Dark finally obtained the mechanical compass. He did not feel particularly moved, but his curiosity had reached its peak.
With Ali Baba at his side, he quickly learned how to use the mechanical compass.
Simply put: drip blood onto it, inject magic power, and activate it. Dark followed Ali Baba's instructions from start to finish, but ultimately got stuck at the very first step—"drip blood."
He had dripped