New Clues

The Cockroach People's corpses littered the ground, packed so densely that the whole area looked like a dark, sinister mass.

Two figures hovered in the air, watching from a distance. They didn't approach rashly, merely observing their surroundings in silence.

"Just as I thought. There's more to the Cockroach People's world than meets the eye..."

A young-looking man spoke to the elderly woman beside him.

"There are quite a lot of them. We can deal with them, but we won't be able to clean up very thoroughly..."

Dailan's body seemed slightly hunched, and her face was covered in wrinkles. Her tone was calm, but a faint air of twilight clung to her.

The Abyss had worn her down relentlessly. She had used quite a few life-extending methods, but was now close to the end of her lifespan.

She had taken this mission because she wanted to earn a few more merits for her family before the end.

"There are no obvious external injuries. Their deaths are so inexplicable that it could be a curse, poison, or disease."

"Even the young people from the White family went down. That means it's highly contagious, so we mustn't let our guard down."

Dailan casually pulled out a paper doll and flicked it away. It transformed into a streak of light and appeared beside the Cockroach People's corpses, near the White Star Group's team.

A few wrinkles soon appeared on the paper doll, but it remained intact.

Dailan, controlling the paper doll from afar, nodded.

"It should be some kind of plague, an extremely evil, twisted force. But it's already dissipated, and little remains. The young man from the White family is alive. Two of his subordinates with weaker constitutions—the mechanical bodies—are dead."

"Then... should we send word about what happened here?"

"Mm, send