Suspicion

An hour later, while the vast majority were still searching for clues in the mysterious space, Florence transformed into a body of water elements and flew through the air.

Siliwu floated beside him.

The two looked down at the island, now almost entirely submerged beneath the water, and neither spoke. Only after a long while did Siliwu force out the words, "Lord Sea God, that item still hasn't been found..."

Siliwu's expression was ugly. Even his usual manner of speaking had been forcibly twisted at this moment.

Florence pondered. "It seems it was secretly taken away by that lucky little mouse."

Siliwu nodded grimly. The matter had already been reported to Deep Sea Song. The core faction was mocking him with cold sarcasm, and even Lord Dongse, who was stationed beyond the domain, had made him the very example of incompetence.

"What should we do now? I already explained the situation to Tuvalu, but he sent word that tracking such an elusive target across such a vast area is no simple matter."

Florence hesitated for a moment before saying softly, "Then find clues and narrow the search area."

Florence began laying out his assessment of the "little mouse."

"From the time he left that magic energy array to the time we entered, he destroyed the array in mere minutes. He even used one teleportation to destroy both ends of the teleportation array. This shows that he is proficient in the study of magic patterns. He is very likely a magic pattern warlock—or an alchemist skilled in enchanting."

Florence continued, "Faced with Leviathan's pressure, he did not confront it head-on and instead chose to flee. His strength cannot exceed True Knowledge—he is either a first-level official wizard or below."

"Below an official wizard? Lord Sea God, do you mean he could