She teleported to the area outside Fir City. Since the city walls had already been captured by [ Zhongde ] and a group of players, Willow was not hindered at all and drew an array that could automatically release spells at the entrance of the tunnel outside the city.
Willow inherited her knowledge from her teacher and mother, the Great Lich Yiwenni, and possesses exceptional talent and knowledge in array design.
She quickly devised the trigger mechanism for the magic circle, which would automatically release once every ten minutes, covering a radius of twenty meters (too large a radius would consume too much power). Additionally, if there were 50 or more people in the area, it would trigger an extra time to prevent anyone from waiting too long and entering the city to fight without receiving the buff.
After successfully replacing human labor with "machinery," the lich finally transformed back into a detective from a ruthless buff machine, and she continued to investigate that strange Psionic Energy.
Following the residual Psionic Energy in the air, she quickly arrived at the destroyed player supply depot.
"The concentration of special Psionic Energy here is unusually high; that document must have been here for some time..."
Willow looked at the road leading north in the distance and murmured:
"Then he was sent to Valhalla, to Ed."
With that in mind, she began to trace the Psionic Energy trail in reverse, trying to find the original location where the mark spell was released.
She used Teleport to pass through the city walls, passed the now-useless Enzo family mansion, and followed the remnants of Psionic Energy to find an empty military camp, which was the former headquarters of the Second Order of Knights.
Willow finally discovered the origin of the Psionic Energy —in a half-burnt tent.
This is the military camp of the Holy Crusaders of the Tree Worship Church. Who on earth could move freely through this camp as if it were their own territory?
Psionic Energy that the Tree Worship Church is not good at...
As Willow pondered, she focused intently, extending her Psionic Energy vision to its fullest extent.
Before the outbreak of the Demonic Tide, Psionic Energy vision could provide the lich race with powerful combat assistance.
In this world, being able to see the conversion and operation of Psionic Energy is equivalent to being able to see the opponent's move list. No matter how well the surface guiding movements are hidden, Psionic Energy fluctuations can never be hidden.
However, after the Demonic Tide, because Psionic Energy vision often allowed its users to see things they shouldn't have, even liches gradually reduced their use of it, and when they did use it, it was only at a superficial level and they didn't develop it in depth.
This was the first time Willow had pushed her Psionic Energy vision to its limit; she wanted to use this last remaining wisp of Psionic Energy to find the spellcaster's trail.
Amidst a series of dazzling flashes, Willow constantly shifted her position, searching for the trace of that wisp of Psionic Energy.
She searched from the north of the city all the way to the west, and then from the south all the way to the east. She finally stopped in front of the east gate, feeling as if she had vaguely grasped the tail of the sorcerer.
Looking at the tightly closed Fir City, Willow sent a message to Ed in her mind:
"Boss, it seems the master of Psionic Energy has left the city."
And Ed quickly responded:
Sorry, the user you are trying to reach is not in service.
"What?"
Willow's brain went blank for a moment, then she remembered the Root Network principle that Ed had told her. The Root Network was essentially a product of Ed modifying the rules by relying on Little Green's powerful computing power and combining it with the Territory Secret Pact. It could only take effect within his controlled area. Outside his controlled area... well, it was up to fate.
The lich then realized that he was currently standing on the soil of Fir City, and it was quite normal that he couldn't contact Ed.
Since that's the case... After making up her mind, Willow's figure vanished instantly, and she quickly reappeared outside the city, a hundred meters away from the city wall, and continued the pursuit, much like a pet cat chasing a ball of yarn.
Sensing the trajectory of the spellcaster, Willow couldn't help but feel a pang of worry.
Why are they heading north? Could it be...?
At this moment, the lich was like a henchman rushing to report to his gang leader, but unfortunately, the surrounding area was still within the territory of Fir City, and the Root Network had not yet Spread here.
Fortunately, Willow still remembered the map of the area and knew that even if there was no signal everywhere, there was one place where there would definitely be a signal.
That's the Verdant Corridor along the border of Aduolin Province, which she and the Soul Returner built bit by bit. Now, the Territory Secret Pact on those [ Stability Anchor ] should be half-ripe and can definitely support the consumption of their own Root Network.
Observing the movement trajectory of the unknown Psionic Energy, Willow was certain that the other party was also moving in this direction.
So she cautiously followed, and after countless short teleportations, she finally saw a patch of emerald green in the biting cold wind.
Willow made no attempt to conceal her movement as she entered the Verdant Corridor. A Worker Bee raised its head from among the enormous flowers, turning its head to stare at Willow from all directions for a while, as if it had finally recognized her.
As promised, the Hive Will did not hold a grudge against Willow's previous stress reaction. Instead, it made the Worker Bee bee wave its two front legs and greet her.
Although Willow responded politely, her mind was preoccupied with something else entirely.
Having found a Stability Anchor as quickly as possible, Willow was finally reconnected to the Root Network.
This feeling of reconnecting to the world made her breathe a sigh of relief; clearly, in the real world, she would also be one of those people who experience cell phone signal anxiety.
A message was quickly received by Ed; it was Willow's explanation in a serious tone:
"Boss, the one releasing that unknown Psionic Energy is most likely heading towards Valhalla. Please be careful."
"Okay, I understand."
This time, Willow was not answered by a cold, mechanical synthesized voice, but by Ed's boyish voice, which rarely showed any emotion.
" The Hive Will has spotted them. Keep going a little further and you'll see traces of the battle."
Just as Willow was about to continue her investigation, Ed's voice suddenly came again:
" Willow, I want to ask you about someone."
For a moment, Willow thought the message from the other party's Root Network had been sent to the wrong recipient.
To her? She's socially awkward.
Inquire? Is there something you know that the other person doesn't?
A person? This was the most difficult part for Willow —she wasn't even a person herself, Ed was actually asking her about someone else's situation? It was simply...
Although her mind was filled with countless thoughts, Willow, like countless cattle and horses in reality, could only utter one sentence aloud no matter how much she thought about it:
"Yes, boss."