"This is too hard. Do I have to search every area one by one?"
"Not to mention those Weird and Wonderful Divine Entities, this masquerade venue is far too enormous. It must have been enchanted with something like an Infinite Curse."
"Neither brute force nor clever tricks will work."
Aboard the Ship of Fools, Tang Qi sighed.
Although the ship beneath him could travel to any Cosmic Plane, and Tang Qi could freely cast the divine spells he possessed, the Ship of Fools Boatman—whose divine power was equivalent to the rank of an Ordinary Deity—was not actually restricted.
But the world he was currently in was a special one.
Tang Qi had already tried many methods, whether using his own perception, foretelling the future, or peering with Omniscience.
Without exception, they had all failed.
And in the process, Tang Qi encountered all manner of trouble.
There were simply too many "Divine Entities" gathered in this world—the guests invited by the starfish.
Most of them were bizarre, and the Divine Authorities they possessed were rather unusual as well.
Most crucially, they had no fear whatsoever of Master Level beings.
As the Master of Dreams, Tang Qi had undergone several more peculiar experiences during the past half hour of searching for the starfish:
He had been identified as a "kinsman" by a group of jellyfish-shaped Divine Entities, who had tried to drag him back to their nest and crown him their king.
He had been surrounded by a group of Divine Entities claiming to be "novelists," who in reality wielded the Authority of Narrative. Only after a tedious exchange, during which they extracted countless stories of his experiences, had he managed to escape.
He had been forcibly dragged off to serve as a "model" by a Goddess with the rank of a