"By the way, what's deep inside this cave?"
Monark relaxed considerably when he heard Deathstroke promise not to kill anyone. He pointed his cigarette toward the narrow crack in the rock on the other side of the cave. Wind blew from it, and it looked deep enough to lead somewhere.
Chtylok had guarded this place all along. Could there be treasure back there?
"It might connect to the underground world beneath the Savage Land." Su Ming rubbed his chin and took a long drag. A cigarette lit by Strangle tasted especially good. "Honestly, we haven't dealt with the problems on the surface yet. I don't want to go underground."
"There's another level underground?" Monark looked pained.
Su Ming merely glanced at him in the dark and said nothing.
Of course there was an underground level. The Nuwali had been hired to build this museum of plants and animals, and they had collected species of every kind.
So far, Deathstroke's group had only encountered creatures that ran on land or flew through the sky. They had seen nothing that swam in water or burrowed underground.
Ancient Earth had been home to many kinds of Zerg. They, too, had inevitably been captured and brought here. Perhaps they still lived underground.
The Nuwali had also captured plenty of ancient subterranean species, including Lizardfolk and the ancestors of Dog-Headed Humanoids, and shut them all away below.
If the Chicken-Ox Beast guarded this spot, the likeliest explanation was that different-tasting food occasionally emerged from the crack and gave it some variety. What kind of creatures? There was no telling.
"Are you planning to crawl in and take a look?"
Su Ming put the question to the Magic Prince, who didn't seem particularly eager.
Monark nodded. He couldn't sense the Spider Totem and had no evidence,