In just a few seconds, the Long-Tailed Lizard pounced into the area where Lava Island had appeared and vanished.
It immediately caught the ripples of the space-time structure here, which had just twisted and had yet to fully settle. They were faint, almost imperceptible. From the standpoint of concealment alone, it was highly sophisticated. At the very least, Ronan had detected no obvious disturbance in the Abyss Zone. As for whether it could evade the Reclamation Corps' monitoring system spread throughout the Abyss Zone, they would have to wait for the Operations Division data from Tang Li's side.
Even if there was no such data, and even if there was, as long as the priority of the "High-Energy Tide Warning Sign" record was not high and only triggered a routine response, there was a considerable chance of concealing it completely from the Reclamation Corps—under the premise that this was not a Reclamation Corps trap.
Ronan had only caught that tiny trace as well.
For the next two minutes, he directed the Long-Tailed Lizard in circles through this soft, rotten high-temperature rock strata, but found nothing further.
Ronan was not in a hurry. He had sent out the Long-Tailed Lizard because he had already considered this possibility and the corresponding measures.
Having come this far, there was no point in stopping at a taste.
Thus, a roar like factory equipment running at full capacity sounded from within the Long-Tailed Lizard. Its broad mouth opened, stretching to its limit in an instant, then continued bending backward until its blunt, short head and neck were completely distorted. Like an overturned packaging bag, it instantly exposed every internal component—countless mechanical parts surging forth in a rapid torrent.
As they surged, these primarily silver-white mechanical components, mixed with small amounts of gray and black, rapidly