"Let's return to the Mystic Cult headquarters first and find out what has happened in the outside world over the years."
Reaching out to part the mist of history, Little Charon returned to the normal world.
The Mystic Cult was the Beyonder organization he had founded. Although he had been absent all these years, he believed it should still be functioning reasonably well.
Through the Beyonder organization he had created, he could quickly learn about the changes in the outside world during the years he had gone mad.
It would be best if he could find information on someone named George.
However, just as he appeared, a figure carrying a terrifying pressure suddenly blocked his path.
"Got you, Little Charon!"
It was none other than George, the man suspected of possessing the strength of a True God.
"Run!"
The instant he saw George, Little Charon's spirituality, as an Attendant of Mysteries, immediately began issuing frenzied warnings.
The Fool Pathway excelled most at divination, and the higher the Sequence, the more capable one was of sensing danger in advance.
A spiritual warning of this level meant that if he dared fight this George, he would undoubtedly die.
His pupils contracted, and with his heart nearly stopping, Little Charon did not waste a word. He immediately turned incorporeal and entered the gaps of history once again.
"That scare really worked well!"
Feeling a quarter of the Potion within him instantly digest, George nodded in satisfaction before drilling into the gaps of history as well.
As a Weirdo, he could not enter the gaps of history.
But he was not merely a Weirdo. He was also a Creation God infinitely close to the multiversal level, one who commanded the magic of more than a dozen worlds.
Forget the mere gaps of history—even the