After teleporting away that transmigrator who had fancied himself an emperor, along with his entire world.
As a member of the Crimson Heaven—the Fallen Machine Intelligence Council.
His true name was an absurdly long string of complex code.
Even written in quantum-sized letters.
It would fill a sheet of paper with a surface area of roughly forty-six quadrillion, five hundred fifty trillion square kilometers.
At present, the name he used most often was Excision, a name that hardly sounded like a name at all.
In any case, he intended to use this name for fifty thousand years first.
He would change it after a while.
Having dealt with one world.
Excision, whose body possessed dozens of heads, each head containing trillions upon trillions of eyes, began carefully sweeping those eyes back and forth through the worlds contained within the current plane.
Using special scanning technology from the Fallen Machine Intelligence Council.
Whenever his eyes swept over a new region, he immediately performed repeated inspections of the information contained within it.
He detected Different Time and Space information utterly unlike the local information, using it to locate all kinds of transmigrators, Reincarnators...
This action.
Though it sounded extremely complicated, was essentially just the comparative method—using the standard information of various spacetime realms as a foundation to conduct targeted, elimination-based inspections of all anomalous information.
It could only be said.
Transmigrators, Reincarnators...
No matter how they hid such abnormal beings.
They themselves would inevitably possess many traits different from ordinary things~
Amid that incomparably meticulous scan.
Before long.
Excision's countless eyes found a new target.
The other party was currently inside a world countless times larger than the previous one.
If the former had been a tiny grain of sand, then the latter was at least a complete planet.
As for the