Undead Monarch of Yore

After briefly speaking with the laboratory employee who had ambushed him and observing his behavior, Ian had already deduced a great deal of information.

First, just like Azure City Laboratory, the researchers at Central City Laboratory could also control some Demonic Beasts and phantoms for their own use.

But there was a limit to this, and there were also some powerful Demonic Beasts and phantoms they could not control. Thus, these researchers connected to the Spirit Cognition Institute had chosen to hide themselves and work with the phantom Demonic Beasts to kill anyone else attempting to approach and explore the laboratory.

Clearly, they had other enemies within the Central Laboratory, whether people from the Grand Duke's territory or the phantom Demonic Beasts themselves. That was why they could only adopt such an aggressive defensive strategy, trying to kill him the moment they saw him.

Besides, even these laboratory employees probably could not find a way out of this subspace. More than that... they surely did not even know the route leading to the Central Nexus and other critical areas.

Ian could tell that, when he had asked those questions, the employee who had ambushed him wore an expression of genuine ignorance—or perhaps the troubled look of someone who knew, but had no idea how to lead Ian there.

But none of that was a problem.

Because he was a prophet.

He did not need a map to find the way.

"Frost Butterfly, let me see."

Ian gathered Frost Butterfly in his hand, then looked at the little fairy tilting her head to meet his gaze and smiled. "Mm, go right."

Setting aside the fact that, after Frost Butterfly had grown stronger, her predictions of danger had become somewhat less sensitive... her foresight regarding what was "beneficial" remained reliable.

Through that,