It could send the "blueprint" William had mentioned directly to the highest-level structure in the infected zone at the right moment—and that structure was the core conference room where all the plague lords had gathered.
To a certain extent, the other side had even exposed itself voluntarily.
Not a single plague lord could determine how the other party had infiltrated the place in the first instant. Or perhaps there had never been any infiltration at all—the other party had simply appeared directly inside the conference room.
No one across the entire infected zone could accomplish such a thing.
After all, when the Duke built this Genetic Tower, he had taken into consideration every ability he had ever seen. Neither the infiltration of death nor the deep spatial manipulation of the abyss could penetrate it.
This was a system of abilities the Duke had never touched before.
And the threat brought by the other party could directly threaten everyone present.
Based on all this, they did not need to guess. The infiltrator had to be one of the disasters.
"Disaster? And most likely one of the higher-ranked disasters... Has it already begun working for William in secret? Is this what he meant when he said the interference had been completely dealt with?"
The Duke muttered to himself.
Fish Source recalled the eyeball between the seams of the wall, suspended between human and machine, and broke into a cold sweat. "Could William still be putting on an act? Perhaps he deliberately had this disaster cooperate with him, so we'd think he had already taken control of the situation over there."
Those words immediately pushed the Venerable Lord beside him past his limit. "Stinking fish, has the injection of divinity rotted your brain? Our vote has already passed. What would be the point