The person who arrived was Dilly.

She looked at Enzo and his group with a grin, showing no fear in her eyes.

She was confident in her abilities.

Enzo didn’t immediately take action but instead turned cold and asked, “Dilly, what are you doing here?”

Dilly smiled.

She glanced provocatively at Amy, Clara, and the others, saying, “What, just because you’re allowed to come find me, does it mean I can’t come find you? You did something to me, and I haven’t settled the score with you yet.”

Unfortunately, her scheme didn’t work.

Amy, Clara, and the others looked at Enzo strangely but didn’t pay too much attention, which was not unusual in the jungle and other areas.

Amy even invited, “Miss Dilly, since you’re here, why not try the stew I’ve cooked?”

In fact, Dilly had already smelled the delicious aroma.

Her stomach rumbled uncontrollably, and she boldly found a place to sit down.

Meanwhile, Douglas looked anxious.

He hurriedly explained to Enzo, “Lord Enzo, I really didn’t intend to bring this woman back. I swear, I had already dumped her before!”

Dilly happily sipped her stew and couldn’t help but reply to Douglas’ words, “I can vouch that this traveling merchant’s fleeing technique is top-notch.”

Enzo had no intention of blaming Douglas.

He asked, “Douglas, how did the visit to the exile organization’s camp go?”

Upon hearing this, Douglas relaxed.

He immediately replied, “Lord Enzo, I met the leader of the exile organization, Logan, at their camp and successfully negotiated with him. I obtained the formulas for three Potions and he also gave me some bamboo slips, which supposedly record interesting things about this land, to deliver to you.”

Enzo responded, “Let me see.”

After saying that, Douglas unpacked the bundle he was carrying and handed all the bamboo slips to Enzo.

Enzo glanced over them.

The three Potion formulas—Low-Power Strength Potion, Low-Power Spirit Potion, and Low-Power Recovery Potion—didn’t seem particularly valuable, but they were extremely suitable for the Crimson Star Tribe.

Because the ingredients for these Potions were easy to find.

Perhaps they could find someone to attempt making them.

This way, the Crimson Star Tribe could grow significantly.

Enzo thought to himself and casually handed the bamboo slips containing the Potion formulas to Amy, saying, “Amy, transcribe the contents of these Potion formulas onto paper later.”

Amy nodded and replied, “Yes, Lord Enzo.”

Then, Enzo again perused the bamboo slips Logan had specially given him. The messages on these slips caused his expression to turn solemn, even a bit shocked.

[Terrifying beast tide appears, no one survives!]

[Great deity, why have you forsaken your people!]

[It’s all those damned administrators; if they hadn’t tried to capture the royal supernatural beings for experimentation, the beast tide wouldn’t have been provoked!]

[Where do we go from here…]

The information on these slips consisted of scattered words, seemingly carved by different individuals, passed down and collected together to piece together a “truth” about the past.

Of course, the actual truth remained unknown.

Even though Enzo had witnessed the beast tide in that strange space within the cave, he couldn’t be certain if it was the true history of this land .

Or merely it was a fabricated illusion.

While Enzo pondered, Dilly suddenly asked, “Why did you send him to the exile organization’s camp?”

Intuition told Dilly that Enzo seemed to have a hidden purpose.

However, since Enzo could openly inquire about Douglas in her presence, it was evident this purpose could be disclosed to others.

Enzo didn’t pay much attention to Dilly’s questioning. He responded indifferently, “According to jungle rules, entering a camp without prior notice can be treated as an invasion and the intruder can be killed.”

This statement left Dilly with little room for argument.

She had to reveal her true intentions, saying, “Didn’t you ask me about High Tower last time? I have some new information I want to discuss with you. And of course, I also want to make a trip into High Tower.”

This remark drew the attention of everyone present.

Enzo hadn’t hidden the matter of High Tower, but he hadn’t fully informed Amy and the others about some of the peculiarities within High Tower to avoid causing them unnecessary worry.

Now, Dilly brought up High Tower.

Curious, Enzo asked, “Why do you want to enter High Tower? It’s not a good place, and despite your strength, you’re not necessarily capable of passing the trials within High Tower.”

According to High Tower Soul, the trials within High Tower are supposed to be the same for everyone. This means the basic trial of the first level requires participants to have the strength of a Level 1 individual to defeat two Level 3 Shadow Wolves.

This seems highly unreasonable.

In this world, ordinary people are the majority.

Especially there were many people who were unexpectedly drawn into the High Tower Space.Many of them had not embarked on the supernatural path and were just ordinary tribe members.

However, High Tower Soul claims it’s a rule and cannot release people.

Yet, Enzo learned from Christina and others that ordinary people within the High Tower Space are not forced to participate in the trials.

And they could even receive some food.

This seems more like imprisonment to him.

Enzo can’t comprehend the actions of High Tower Soul, and at this moment, he finds it difficult to understand Dilly’s true intentions. Nevertheless, he decides to hear what new information Dilly has.

So, he asks, “What is the new information?”

The others also look at Dilly curiously.

Dilly begins, “I came across records about High Tower in a certain place. It said that High Tower suppresses terrifying supernatural creatures. These creatures are immensely powerful, with individual strength enough to rival that of an entire powerful tribe.”

Enzo isn’t particularly surprised by this news.

Priest Lucy nods after hearing it and remarks, “Such legends indeed surround the mysterious High Tower. However, they are just legends. Humans are completely outmatched by those powerful supernatural creatures. Even the Barren Mountain Tribe, with countless totem warriors, struggled to destroy those creatures and fell to disaster. High Tower was constructed by the Tower Tribe, which is considerably weaker than the Barren Mountain Tribe. How could they possibly suppress such powerful supernatural beings?”

Dilly argues back, “It’s true!”

She appears frustrated and hurriedly adds, “According to the information I have, on the tenth level of High Tower, there is a terrifying magical dragon named Ogorien, which means Dragon of Illusion. I need its blood.”

After hearing Dilly’s argument, Priest Lucy nods towards Enzo.

Clearly, her skeptical remarks were deliberately made to provoke Dilly.

Dilly remains oblivious to the deliberate provocation.

However, Enzo shook his head and said, “Let’s set aside whether you can enter High Tower for now. Even if you manage to enter, do you have the capability to reach the tenth level? That’s not an easy feat.”

Dilly rolled her eyes at Enzo and retorted, “I have my ways.”

Afterward, she looked at Enzo and asked, “Have you already been inside High Tower Space?”

Enzo didn’t deny it and nodded.

Since the last time he exited High Tower Space, he hadn’t ventured back inside.

One significant reason was the peculiar rules within High Tower Space—once you entered, you had to complete a trial to qualify for leaving, with no option to withdraw midway.

It was an extremely unfriendly rule.

In other words, it felt more like an invisible coercion, demanding that participants in the High Tower trials be fully prepared upon entry and potentially prolonging their stay, as not everyone could clear the trials on their first attempt.

Enzo was skeptical about the authenticity of these rules.

They were all dictated by High Tower Soul without any corroborating sources.

Thinking about this, Enzo turned to Dilly and asked, “Do you have any other information about High Tower Space? Like the rules of the trials within High Tower?”

This time, Dilly didn’t directly respond.

Instead, a smile played on her lips as she said, “If you want to know, help me get into High Tower Space first!”

Enzo shook his head, “I can’t do that.”

He explained further, “High Tower Space requires a special channel to enter. I can indeed open that channel, but it only allows one person in, and that’s me.”

Upon hearing this, Dilly stood up abruptly.

She was clearly surprised. She asked, “What did you say? You can open a channel into High Tower Space by yourself?!”

“What’s wrong with that?” Enzo asked.

Dilly’s expression turned complex as she replied, “High Tower Space was created by the Tower Tribe to train tribal warriors. Therefore, after constructing High Tower, the Tower Tribe set up entry channels fixed onto special items, not something that could be entrusted to any individual.”

Enzo grasped the implication.

The High Tower mark on his body seemed to be a special privilege granted by High Tower Soul.

But why?

Was it because he had awakened High Tower Soul, or was it due to Bookstaver? There certainly must be some hidden reason behind it all.

Furthermore, he had made a wager with Freya.

After careful consideration, Enzo spoke again, “I can help you enter High Tower Space, but in return, you must tell me everything you know about High Tower Space.”

Dilly nodded in agreement and said, “Deal!”

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