With a bubbling gurgle,
the Mutant broth, already giving off a pungent, foul smell, churned eerily with a layer of dark green foam after the Human-Faced Poison Spider's venom was mixed in.
But the roaring fire soon boiled the foam away, returning the broth to its usual murky color.
The venom even contained some unusual nerve-numbing substance that made the broth give off a strange, mouthwatering meaty aroma.
"All right, job done."
Ma Lou casually stuffed the empty skin pouch deep into the haystack and dusted off his hands.
He chuckled under his breath. "We really loaded it up this time. Even if these natives have four stomachs, we'll poison holes through every last one."
Ilyena tucked the powder-stained handkerchief back into her sleeve and signaled for the three of them to retreat.
"Now that we're finished, I'll head back."
"They're about to eat. You should hurry and get out of here too."
With that, she prepared to slip back to the Deity Barrier along the ruined walls she had followed on her way in.
But just as she turned around,
"Please wait, beautiful lady!"
[I'm Not Jiahao], who had barely spoken all this time, suddenly adjusted the Ash Monocle on his nose and called out to stop her.
Ilyena stopped and turned back, puzzled. "Is there something else, Apostle?"
She frowned slightly, a trace of wariness entering her voice.
Deep in enemy territory, where they could be exposed at any moment, every extra second meant the risk of death multiplied.
Jiahao stared at Ilyena's loose nun's robe and asked with a perfectly straight face, "Where did you get those Alchemical Bombs? Do you have any left?"
Ilyena had never imagined that, at such a life-or-death moment, he would stop her just to ask about this.
She paused, taken aback,