But the battle this larger camp had suffered was clearly far more brutal.
Nearly half the surrounding bone walls had collapsed. At least two of the three main tents were on the verge of caving in, and more than half the smaller tents around them had been destroyed.
Bloodstains covered the entire camp.
The ground here was also paved with Black Stone, in a visibly thicker layer than at the previous camp. Yet blood was splashed all over that solid black surface.
Everyone knew what that meant. Only the blood of Wanderers would not be reclaimed by this world.
Many Wanderers had died here.
Frey's heart shattered.
The very thing she had dreaded most had happened. She had gotten another group of people killed, people who had helped her.
But this time, she fought desperately not to show it. She knew she could no longer do much to help Lu Yuan in this world, but at the very least, she absolutely could not cause him any more trouble.
Lu Yuan's brows drew tightly together.
It seemed Frey's memories from last time had been accurate. These camps had indeed undergone another purge, and judging by the scene, there were probably no survivors.
Judging by the traces left behind, at least several months had passed since the purge by this world's reckoning, perhaps even years. Most likely, there were no Heretics here anymore. Of course, he could not rule out the possibility that some had stayed inside to perform a Purification Ritual. If there were any, Lu Yuan would not mind. It would be a perfect chance to push his sanity a little further.
He was only 4.5 points away from reaching 5 sanity.
Once he reached that point, any Heretic who dared come looking for him would die.
"Let's go in