Even though Isaac had seen it before, the sight still left him impressed. The Great Creation truly lived up to its name. It had imitated the Real World so well.
Ordinarily, a Small World either had no spatial fluctuations inside it, or those fluctuations connected to the outside—which meant the Small World itself was damaged.
Even the Dimensional Worlds of Dimensional Demon Gods were no exception.
Only a material plane like the Real World had rules so complete. At least, Isaac had never seen anything like this elsewhere.
After a moment's reflection, the jagged void appeared behind him again and swallowed him whole. He had chosen a site for the ritual, but he still needed to prepare the materials.
When Isaac reappeared, he was outside a Magic Capital.
"Hmm? Isaac?" The moment Isaac appeared, a Gray Robe Wizard materialized nearby with a cauldron ladle in his hand. He eyed Isaac warily. "What are you doing here?"
"Uh... Buying some ritual materials. I was wondering if you had—"
"No!"
"..." Isaac was speechless. "I haven't said what they are yet."
"Oh. Go ahead, then."
"Starlight and Time Shards, and—"
"No!"
Isaac: "..."
Seeing the Gray Robe Wizard's guarded expression, Isaac felt a headache coming on. "I'm not using them to bargain with an Outer God. This is a normal experiment."
"I know, but I really don't have any!"
Olisti, a leading figure of the Astrological School's middle generation, a master who had developed numerous Fourth Tier time spells and earned the titles of Grand Magus of the Stars and Grand Magus of Time, shook his head firmly.
"Then could you tell me where I might gather them in this world?"
"No idea."
"...Do you know who has any?"
"No idea."
Isaac: "..."
Faced with Olisti's endless "no idea," Isaac was completely