There wasn't much information in the abandoned camp.
After Linsey and Eris found nothing during their inspection, they followed the murderer's trail to the last place he had appeared.
"..."
"There doesn't seem to be anything special about this place?"
"But he really did appear here last, and my skill can only track him this far."
Linsey and Eris exchanged glances.
Before them lay an utterly ordinary mine tunnel.
But with careful sensing, they could detect a gloomy source essence tightly fused with the surrounding soil, muddling all information.
This source essence was like a torrential downpour.
It had physically washed away all traces of information, while on the level of skills, its overwhelming power had drowned everything beneath it.
Eris spoke with great caution:
"Linsey, we might have lost him?"
Then the messenger looked at the little parrot in his arms.
But his magical beast companion merely poked out its head and shook its white little head.
"No. There's no scent either."
"This guy's very experienced. We really might not be able to catch him."
"..."
Linsey fell silent.
Compared to the messenger and his companion, he was much calmer.
Because above this ordinary mine tunnel, the white light of clues was still flickering slowly.
Though obscure, they could still be discovered!
Linsey moved closer to the clues and focused, dissecting each piece of information.
Chaotic source essence—some sort of dark-aspected source essence had disrupted the structure and fused into the surrounding soil, used to erase the traces here.
Dead earth—the spirituality in the surrounding air and soil had been forcibly wiped away by a terrifying skill, making it impossible to gather relevant information from the natural environment.
Messy footprints—many people had passed through this mine tunnel. But judging from the pattern of old and new tracks, it seemed