Chapter 1049: Caravan
Four hundred meters.
One hundred meters.
The Sacred Scarab swiftly reached the base of the wooden wall without drawing the statues' attention—or the attention of any other presence.
Dole let out a breath of relief, then had the Sacred Scarab quietly fly inside.
Once it entered the stockade, his perspective shifted. He saw that the settlement had returned to normal. On a vast open square, some people were even training fiercely in the rain. Yet something was deeply strange: bizarre black patterns surfaced across their bodies, stimulating their blood and vitality and rousing their spirits.
Dole was taken aback. Great Black Heaven had taught them this. Though those patterns were indeed stimulating their blood and vitality, it was obvious that the life force in their bodies was slowly dwindling. This thing seemed to have the effect of overdrawing one's potential.
Dole fell silent. Great Black Heaven seemed to be guilty of pulling up seedlings to help them grow. Once these people overdrew their life force and potential in exchange for rapid gains in strength, they might not live very long.
But clearly, these people did not care. Everything was for the sake of growing stronger.
Dole thought about it, then silently reflected that without strength, it was difficult enough for these people simply to stay alive. Why would they care whether they were overdrawing themselves or not?
The ways of the world were hard indeed.
After thinking it over, he controlled the Sacred Scarab and had it make a circuit around the settlement.
There, he also discovered a black-robed man. After quietly planting a dream seed in him, the Sacred Scarab silently settled in a corner and concealed itself.
In a corner of the rainforest, Dole breathed a sigh of relief. The infiltration had succeeded. It seemed