On the broad road, He Ao raised his head and looked at the road ahead, which had been repaired only to be destroyed again. He frowned slightly.
Those who had attacked the Church of Death God's caravan had dealt with more than one Wilderness Wanderer. Yet those Wilderness Wanderers either never returned, or mysteriously vanished soon after returning, never to be seen again.
That attacking force seemed exceptionally ruthless and decisive. They had eliminated everyone who had seen them, leaving He Ao unable to find a single survivor who could tell him what the attackers looked like or what characteristics they had.
However, He Ao had learned one thing. From the relatives of those slain Wilderness Wanderer merchants, he had pieced together that the group had come from the southwest. They had also been extremely cautious, unwilling to enter Wilderness Wanderer camps directly to purchase supplies.
And to the southwest lay Konovi City. The Church of Death God's caravan had come from that direction as well.
In other words, the attacking force had likely followed the Church of Death God's caravan all the way here before launching its attack.
But why here?
He Ao raised his head and looked behind him.
Because the Church of Death God's headquarters was nearby?
But when He Ao had come out, he had also surveyed every road leading out from the Church of Death God's headquarters.
That Church of Death God's caravan had actually passed the turnoff leading to the Church of Death God's headquarters long ago.
In other words, the caravan's destination was most likely not the Church of Death God's headquarters.
And if the attackers knew where the Church of Death God's headquarters was, and also knew where the Church of Death God's caravan had come from, they would most likely have