Under the dark sky, a thin rain fell like silk, its barely perceptible black gleam drifting down to the forest below.
The trees in the forest were neither tall nor dense, but their branches and leaves were unusually lush, covered with dark spots as if they were diseased.
"Snap."
When Randall landed, he didn't notice where he stepped until he heard the snapping sound in the mud and looked down to see a thick sap oozing out from beside his foot.
"My apologies, my apologies."
He recognized at a glance that it was an unknown insect egg and couldn't help but frown.
As an insect enthusiast, stepping on an insect egg with his very first step was not a good sign.
Without waiting for his command, a golden beetle crawled out from his sorcerer robe, invigorated by the environment here. Seeing Randall not taking action, the golden beetle muttered a few complaints.
