Duke had registered with the Third Legion, and Black Sail would compile the list and submit it to the Wizard Council.
The list was not particularly classified in the first place. Anyone with even a little status or connections could learn about it, so finding out that Duke had signed up for the Void Corridor would not be difficult.
Duke was certain that, whether Bell wanted resources or wanted to kill him, Bell would definitely enter the Void Corridor.
He had already prepared for it and did not fear Bell, even if Bell's realm was far higher than his own.
Having defeated Bell once while weaker than him before, he could defeat him again now.
Merrick's finger slowly moved across the map, passing over the fragmented regions marked with different colors and symbols.
"See these markings? Red triangles represent known dangerous areas, which may harbor powerful monsters or have extremely unstable environments. Blue circles indicate relatively safe areas, usually temporary camps or resource points for explorers. The paths marked by green dashed lines are relatively stable routes discovered by previous explorers, allowing movement between fragments."
Duke's gaze closely followed Merrick's fingertip, matching every detail on the map with the information Merrick explained and committing it deeply to memory.
"Are these routes stable? Could they suddenly disappear or change?"
"This is precisely one of the most dangerous aspects of the Void Corridor. Those so-called routes are essentially areas where space is relatively weak or energy currents are comparatively stable. They are not permanent. A powerful energy tide, or a violent displacement of a fragment, could cause a route to vanish, twist, or even throw you into unknown void turbulence. So even with a map, you must never let your guard down. Be ready to deal with unexpected changes at any time,"