After the notion of Nelson headed straight towards the Undead Skyfall Canyons, Myth of Reverend's brows frowned slightly, "How troublesome. Or is it merely a coincidence, and he's heading somewhere else? Anyhow, he can't leave this continent, and that's enough!"
The possibility couldn't be dismissed. After all, his current method wasn't tracking Nelson directly but tracing the unique destiny intertwined with ATLAS and the Order of Evernight. It was a unique method of the Blissful Everlife God for hunting down constants!
If those people happened to move toward the Undead Skyfall Canyons, the result would naturally point there as well.
Without another word, he began moving, and each step crossed dozens of kilometers. The crystalline bracelet emitted faint pulses; each pulse further refined the direction.
After one hundred kilometers…three hundred…a thousand, his expression gradually changed as the bracelet never deviated, not once.
