The moment Han Dong stepped into Sharnoth, he unexpectedly felt as though he had returned home.
The entire world was actively welcoming Han Dong,
and Gray Spot Tentacles automatically grew from the back of his head. Mouthparts opened at their tips for breathing, greedily drawing in the gray air here with incomparable affinity.
Likewise,
Han Dong could easily see through the clouds here and gaze into the vast Gray World with his demonic eye.
Shock quickly filled his face.
"This world is probably larger than some Large-scale Worlds, comparable even to a Sub-Super World... S-01 can actually peel away an independent world of this scale, and there is far more than just one.
"Perhaps S-01 itself has surpassed the scope of a Super World after being free from the Black Tower's control for so many years.
"This is too exaggerated."
"Come with me, Nicholas... You had better not stay here for too long.
"I do not want the world I created to have too great an influence on you... Your Faceless Myth needs to be distinct from mine.
"If you remain too long, your body will adapt to and imitate the 'grayness' here. That would not be a good thing for you."
"Alright."
This was not the first time the Traveler had mentioned the issue of "differences." Han Dong roughly understood.
Whoosh!
There was no need to fly for the next stretch of the journey.
The Traveler was the ruler here. Even the World Rules had been created by Him.
With a gentle wave of His hand,
the entire world actually revolved around the Traveler, and the earth turned... It looked as though Han Dong and the Traveler were flying at high speed.
As the entire world rotated,
the center of Sharnoth slowly came into view before them.
Amid layers