Ed Adrian requests to share his perspective.
Muttering this phrase to himself, [ Ginseng Rooster ] almost burst his bandage.
If you're not the boss, then you've definitely gone too far, haven't you?
Even though it's just a small amount of light, a small amount of light is still light; not turning it off is the same as turning it on...
He vaguely heard a "ding" sound coming from high above.
After agreeing in his mind, [ Ginseng Rooster ] instantly lost control of his left eye.
His left eye still had vision, but it was no longer under his control; instead, it began to look around aimlessly.
The two perspectives appeared simultaneously in [ Ginseng Rooster ]'s mind, and within seconds he felt dizzy and nauseous.
In order to avoid vomiting on the spot, he immediately focused his attention on his player panel and began to walk casually.
Soon, [ Ginseng Rooster ] noticed a "Currently Occupied" notification in his status bar.
If other Soul Returner were to turn around at this moment, they would find that the [ Ginseng Rooster ]'s left eye had turned emerald green at some point, and that the two eyes were looking in completely different directions, giving it a chameleon-like style of "left eye on guard, right eye on sentry duty".
Far away in Valhalla, Ed had already projected his consciousness into the mind of [ Ginseng Rooster ], an ability possessed by all vampire grand dukes. After absorbing Adelaide's True Blood, Ed could now be considered a newly born vampire grand duke.
Unlike ordinary grand dukes, these native vampires naturally don't care about the lives of their subordinates, so they always act without respect when projecting their power.
Just like a truck that's overloaded by more than ten times, once this trip is over, it's basically done.
But Ed didn't want to reveal his presence, and he also didn't want [ the Ginseng Rooster ]'s body to explode right next to Colin.
Therefore, he exercised great restraint in projecting power. Facing this body that barely possessed Middle Tier entry-level abilities, Ed only manipulated one of the [ Ginseng Rooster's ] eyes.
His reaction wasn't a whim, but rather because, as his strength increased, his perception of Psionic Energy had become increasingly acute.
The underground Root Network and every logged-in player are like cells on a tentacle or taste buds on a tongue to Ed, constantly transmitting a wealth of information to him.
After being filtered by Little Green, most of the information is discarded as meaningless, and the remaining information is processed by Ed's main thinking.
Just now, after [ Practice More If You're Bad ] noticed the unusual movement in the direction of the river, Ed also sensed a special kind of Psionic Energy.
Ed Psionic Energy sensed it once before; the source was the guy who ultimately used a water curtain to separate the battlefield during the Great Labyrinth City battle some time ago.
That's why he sent a notification to [ Ginseng Rooster ] to take over his left eye, intending to see for himself what was going on in the Demon Realm.
[ Ginseng Rooster ] is in a very absurd state right now. His right eye is looking straight ahead, while his left eye seems to be rolling back and he's about to faint as he desperately looks upwards.
Ed manipulated the muscles of the Soul Returner to forcefully rotate his eyeballs upwards, finally seeing several figures gathered in the air.
He easily identified one of them. Whether he was Sailesi, [ Nether Crossing ], or [ Giant Arms ], the four arms and familiar skeleton were very conspicuous.
The other person was slightly shorter, with strangely fused bones in his legs and a large tail fin, resembling the skeleton left after eating a steamed sea bass.
Although we've never met, this should be the same councilor who previously created the water curtain to protect his companions.
Then, Ed saw a third figure, a tall and strong skeleton. Its body was basically no different from a human's, but it had three pairs of wings with a touch of holiness growing from its back.
Good heavens, could this be an ordinary person?
There's only one possibility for what we're seeing: these are three councilors!
Has the Skeleton Alliance gone mad?
There are only five special High Tier in total, and they sent out three at once. If they lose, is the game over?
Ed's mind instantly sprang into action, and a name popped into his head—Grand Duke Hall.
That despicable guy who likes to keep his true intentions hidden is probably still figuring out how to exploit this information gap... Little does he know, he's not the only one planting spies all over the world...
If Ed was originally on the first level and Hall on the second, then Ed has now reached the third level, giving him the right to turn the tables once again.
But how exactly should this crucial intelligence be used?
Ed was pondering this question when he suddenly glanced at the player's name again—
[ Ginseng Rooster ]
Yeah, it's you!
Ed suddenly felt enlightened—if it were any other player, he would probably still be thinking about how to make the "official involvement" less obvious.
But since it's a [ Ginseng Rooster ], all we need to do is give a hint.
He believes that the Idea King master will make the best choice.
After all, when it comes to stirring up trouble, players are just as good as Hall.
One minute later, Ed ended his manipulation of the [ Ginseng Rooster ]'s eyeballs, and the [ Ginseng Rooster ] instantly regained control of its eyeballs.
At the same time, a new semi-transparent notification box appeared in his field of vision:
Ed Adrian's shared vision has ended.
Ed Adrian expressed his gratitude to you.
Your Obsidian Bank account has been credited with 3 Gold Coins. Transferor: Ed Adrian.
Postscript: A viewing fee will be charged as a reward for assisting in pinpointing the locations of the three skeletal councilors.
Wow, the boss is so generous!
[ Ginseng Rooster ] sighed inwardly:
I barely watched for three minutes, and they only gave me three gold coins as a reward? It's just...
Wait--
[ Ginseng Rooster ] suddenly felt that something was wrong.
What did this postscript say?
What was it used to reward someone for?
Three skeletons of councilors?!
Location locked?!
[ Ginseng Rooster ] instantly recalled the scene of his eyes rolling upwards with all his might just now. Although his expression remained unchanged, he had already realized something in his heart.
Those three in the sky are all skeletal council members!
This isn't their great desert, it's the Demon Realm!
In other words, the Skeleton Alliance is currently in its weakest state in history!
With three of the five councilors gone, if the empire seizes this opportunity to launch a full-scale attack...
This is such an important and urgent military intelligence!
If this information could be sold to Imperial Marshal Luokenuosuos i, what impact would it have on the entire war effort?
[ Ginseng Rooster ] dared not think any further; this information was simply too terrifying.
How much can it sell for?
Who cares!
All he knew was that he had to contact [ the Great Wei Boxing Champion ] and [ Practice More If You're Bad ] --
Now, immediately, start stirring up the shit!