Floating City, Floating Island,
Lis's spiritual power spread out, extending to the surroundings of his body.
He wasn't entirely sure if the mark on the map was in the dilapidated attic in front of him.
This area was just on the periphery of the islands, lacking the strict magical protections found in the inner parts of the city.
Thus, it was easy for Lis's spiritual power to permeate every brick and stone nearby.
"Hmm?"
Lis's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he looked down at his feet.
Why did it feel like the patch of ground he stood on had a higher concentration of magic power than the surroundings?
Could it be that the mark on the map was below ground?
After pondering for a moment, Lis thought it was indeed possible.
Could this special mark on the map be located beneath the ground?
Curiosity piqued, Lis didn't delay further; he summoned a mud puppet, the height of a man, to move the crumbling bricks in front of him and began to explore downward.
