The scarab beetle is not adapted to this kind of environment. This is the world of the corpse worm, and those rotten things are the favorite of the corpse worm.
Dole's consciousness gently brushed over the scarab's faint consciousness, and soon, the resistance disappeared.
There are all kinds of tall trees above the head and all kinds of rotten leaves under the feet. Water drops are constantly falling. The surroundings are very humid, and it is difficult to walk on the ground. One step down and you will sink directly into the mud. Walking here will probably take at least five times more time than on a flat road.
Besides, it is difficult to tell the direction here. Relying on the sun is no use. There are leaves above your head and you can't see the sun at all.
No wonder no one has conquered this place, the situation is too complicated.
Dolai just took a look and shook his head. This place was indeed not suitable for developing power because there was no way to expand it. Even if it expanded, it would be impossible to govern it. It could only develop in the form of a concentrated area.
He glanced ahead, and then the scarabs dispersed.
Soon, he found a human gathering place, but it was just an ordinary human gathering place, like a small village, built on a slightly higher mountain. In the village, the strongest person had reached the fourth-level warrior.
Duolai glanced around the village. With the strength of level four, people could only barely survive in the surrounding area. The people here lived a very difficult life.
Dolai saw two wizards, one big and one small, and they were only level three, and shook his head slightly.
There are too few wizards, and it is difficult to rely solely on warriors to guard.
Dolai just glanced at it and didn't pay any attention. He knew that the people here had their own way of survival.
Soon, he walked a thousand kilometers.
Along the way, he discovered several villages, all of which had basically the same way of survival. The number of wizards was very small. The largest village he found had only about two thousand people and looked slightly better.
Moreover, there are not only humans in the rainforest, but also humanoids and other races.
Soon, the scarabs in all directions discovered something unusual. In one of the villages, there seemed to be several people in black robes who were directing the people there to build something like a palace in the middle of the village. Around the palace in the middle, some people were kneeling in the middle.
When Dolai saw this, his eyes lit up and he quickly gathered the scarabs and gathered them here.
The golden scarab was slightly dazzling among the dark trees.
A large group of scarabs came together and soon converged to form a new Dolai.
Then Dolai's figure disappeared into the air.
…
The village is not big and is built on the top of a large high ground.
The village is surrounded by thick trees on all sides, forming a tree wall as high as seven or eight meters, which is tight and airtight.
Behind the tree wall, there are watchtowers formed by tree houses every seven or eight meters. At this moment, there are people on the top of the towers, looking outside nervously.
In the square of the village, a group of people were carrying dozens of prey and moving.
Next to the prey, a group of women were smilingly sorting out the bodies of other prey, removing the hair, skinning, extracting teeth, and other actions.
It can be seen that they have just had a great harvest.
Dorae frowned.
In the many villages they passed by, most of them were just barely able to make ends meet and were not at all wealthy. So many preys were enough to feed them for half a month.
Only then did he notice that there were two people in the village who were out of tune with the others.
The two men in black robes looked high and mighty, with an air of arrogance.
But their strength is not high, and they are not even as strong as the strongest in the small village.
But there is a mysterious aura about them, sacred, weird, and shocking everyone in all directions.
The strongest man in the small village was now crawling in front of him, as devout as a fanatic, giving everything he had to the black-robed man in front of him.
Dole extended his will over and soon heard their conversation.
"Great Mahakala, brings us food, brings us hope, brings us good news. Mahakala is my Lord, Mahakala is my God."
"Great Mahakala, brings us food, brings us hope, brings us good news. Mahakala is my Lord, Mahakala is my God."
…
He kept repeating this sentence, his eyes full of confusion.
The man in black robe seemed to be very satisfied with everything around him and was also very satisfied with the village.
"I thought it would be hard to come here, but I didn't expect it to be so easy. My Lord's will is really powerful."
The black-robed man's heart was filled with Mahakala, but he was more free than the man kneeling in front of him, and not as fanatical. This was because he had used the twisted belief seed that Mahakala had given him before on the man in front of him, which could strongly distort a person's mind and change their beliefs.
It's so amazing. A distorted seed of faith can make people follow Lord Mahakala wholeheartedly. It's incredible.
In a walled city, as long as there is no shortage of food, everyone's face will be filled with smiles, and everyone will live in peace. As long as they feel at ease, these people will soon become loyal believers of Lord Mahakala.
The prerequisite is that there must be a constant supply of food.
As for food, as long as there is a way provided by Lord Mahakala, food will come in an endless supply.
I also have powerful dark skills and Lord Mahakala’s special methods. I don’t have to worry about these people not believing in my Lord Mahakala.
At this moment, the man in black was in a trance and felt as if he was about to fall asleep.
He closed his eyes and prepared to take a rest. He was tired recently anyway.
He stood there and fell asleep.
…
The corners of Duolai's mouth curled up slightly. For a small believer of Mahakala, it was too easy to invade through dreams.
He only used a little trick to plant the dream seed into the man's sea of consciousness, and the other party was completely unaware.
Dream seeds have many uses, such as lurking, detective work, and rebellion. Once a dream seed is planted, the other party almost becomes a dream sub-body.
Of course, Dolai didn't dare to use it indiscriminately, for fear of being discovered by others.
He stood under a big tree, took out some gold, and put it in his mouth to chew.
The food of the black corpse beetle is the corpses of various creatures. When it is extremely hungry, it will also eat rotten plant matter. The diet of the scarab beetle is even more extensive than that of the black corpse beetle. The most important thing is various noble metals, such as gold.
The scarab is extremely hard and cannot be destroyed easily, which is why it has survived to this day.
Moreover, the scarab can last for a long time after eating once.
Dolai had no choice. In such an environment, the scarab was very resistant, and he could only comfort the scarab's weak heart by eating. If he had known this would happen, he would have sent the black corpse worm clone over.
The man in black robe was just in a trance for a few seconds and had a dream in his mind.
In the dream, he became the deacon of this area, in charge of at least ten villages. He took all the women from the ten villages and used all the supplies from the ten villages at will.
After more than ten seconds, he suddenly woke up from his dream. He was surprised to find that he was just standing there and didn't move at all.
The man in black robe felt a little weird that he was actually dreaming.
He looked around and felt that the palace was almost finished, so he lowered his head and glanced at the village chief at his feet, and said, "Today's prayer is over. Tomorrow I, the god, will come down to protect the village. Don't worry, the village will not lack food in the future, no one will starve to death, and there will be no monsters attacking us in the future."