Insect corpses littered the ground.
Ahead, the blood grass thinned out across an area several hundred square meters wide.
More than twenty insect corpses of varying sizes lay strewn across the red soil.
There were giant butterflies, mantises, and the same type of beetles they had just encountered.
Pale green insect blood covered the ground, emitting a pungent odor.
Bright yellow shell casings and spatters of scarlet human blood were scattered randomly about.
In the center of it all, a cubic building constructed from massive grey stones came into Han Ning's view.
The surface of the massive stones was engraved with twisting patterns, looking like a chaotic mass of entangled worms.
A trail of messy footprints led toward the center of the square building, to a grayish-white stone door that stood open, leading inside.
"A civilization… This has to be the work of a reasonably intelligent species," Han Ning said, taking a deep breath.
