Though they were located within the same galaxy,
the group's point of departure was still very far from the Seventh Shattered Mouth,
with nearly half a galaxy between them—roughly two hundred thousand light-years.
Although the Living Planet they had landed on was a Mythical Body, one of G.H.'s Living Planets assigned to observe the Shattered Mouth... it had its own concerns as well, remaining on the opposite side of the galaxy as much as possible to maintain a sufficient safety distance.
To save travel time,
Pope took charge of the spatial crystals embedded within the spacecraft, activating Subspace Navigation mode.
Whoosh!
The closer they drew to the rift, the more unstable space became. Pope was drenched in sweat as well.
"We're about there. Return to the normal route."
Buzz!
Ripples spread through deep space.
The Sevitann emerged from Subspace Alley, its fluid-like Metal Shell still trembling incessantly.
Through the bridge's panoramic glass, the deep cosmos before them was clearly different from before.
"Is that the rift?"
Like a shattered mirror, a broken rift stretching hundreds of thousands of kilometers tore vertically through deep space.
Though such a width did not even count as a 'small hole' to the universe, it was extraordinarily dangerous to individual lifeforms.
Gazing at the "rift" before him, Han Dong seemed able to picture the high-level war that had once taken place here.
Their attacks had surpassed the limits of truth itself, completely shattering the world beyond repair.
At that thought, Han Dong reached up and dug at his ear.
In truth, he was sending a finger into his brain world, touching a special weapon hidden deep within the manor.
*Shattered Dimension—a special space where truth has fallen out of balance. Perhaps the demonic sword I just obtained can display extraordinary effects here... Maybe it will