Lava General stared blankly at the creature before him... How should he put it? A miniature "God of Foster Iron Mine"?
These creatures were not particularly large, only about the size of an adult human's arm. According to feedback from the Battle Priests, their attack power was fairly ordinary. Even any low-level transcendent could kill one.
But there were rather a lot of them.
On this trip alone, the Battle Priests had already taken down more than thirty. It went without saying that they could not possibly wipe them all out so easily.
"General, I'm wondering if there's a possibility that the previous 'God of Foster Iron Mine' was merely possessing one of these creatures. Perhaps we never dealt with the true 'God of Foster Iron Mine' at all."
After a slight hesitation, the Battle Priest continued, "These worm-like creatures may simply be an ordinary underground race."
Lava General remained silent, his mind racing.
There did indeed seem to be such a possibility.
Although the "God of Foster Iron Mine" was merely a False God, a collective manifestation of faith newly worshipped by the miners of this vein, its extermination had gone far too smoothly. Perhaps they had really only dealt with an avatar?!
"Organize teams and conduct a carpet search of the mine tunnels. Eliminate as many Worm Monsters as possible and ensure the miners' safety."
With incomplete information, they could only address the immediate problem first—strengthen patrols and ensure no further trouble arose. After thinking for a moment, Lava General added, "We paid Dragonkind a high price to transport our mining machinery. It should all be nearly delivered by now, correct?"
"Yes, General. Most of the equipment has arrived and is being installed."
Lava General let out a long breath. "Good. Once the renovations are complete, the mine's