A few minutes earlier, outside the Modern City instance.
On the livestream screen, Geralt was explaining where the fashion Demonic Beasts usually hid.
"Hidden in some concealed space?" Hearing this, a trace of doubt appeared in Angel's eyes.
From the God's-eye view, Modern City had no blind spots. Everything lay exposed at a glance.
Even if the fashion Demonic Beasts were hiding in a hidden space beyond the God's-eye view, something akin to an "inner world," that inner world would inevitably have an entrance leading to the "surface world."
Yet Angel had roughly scanned every inch of Modern City. Not only had he found no entrance to any fashion Demonic Beast's lair, he had not even caught sight of a single fashion Demonic Beast.
That was why Angel had some doubts about this claim.
But Geralt's next explanation made Angel pause.
"Fashion Demonic Beasts hide in people's hearts?" Angel narrowed his eyes. "That theory... is rather interesting."
Angel could indeed use the God's-eye view to see every blade of grass and tree within the Box Garden instance, but there was one thing he could not see through: the human heart.
Perhaps he could use his heightened senses to detect someone's emotions, but emotions and thoughts were still separated by a vast distance. He could not see through another person's thoughts, much less pierce their heart.
If the fashion Demonic Beasts truly hid in the hearts of NPCs, then he really had no way of detecting them.
Angel raised his viewpoint. The livestream screen now showed a bird's-eye view of prosperous Modern City... neon lights flickered, revelry drowned the night, men in blue and women in green filled the streets.
Each went about their own business. Every NPC had their own path in life and their own logic for acting.
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