Within the transit channel, it seemed as though she were sailing through higher-dimensional space.
Time was nothing worth mentioning.
Space was meaningless as well.
It was as if countless elements formed axes that never intersected, and countless axes formed dimensions like this.
It looked ordinary, yet was difficult to comprehend.
It had long surpassed humanity's understanding of the outside world.
Although Little Griseo was now fully capable of accepting and understanding these things, and could even take them all in at a glance with ease,
she was not particularly willing to do so unless necessary.
After all, viewed from a higher-dimensional perspective, looking down from such an elevated plane of existence... it would only become boring.
At the same time,
Little Griseo also tried painting some heroic units.
As one could imagine,
although she was temporarily the only one there, with no one else around to grant authorization, it seemed there was no way to speak of authorization at all.
But don't forget!
She herself did not need authorization.
Or rather, she had copyrights of her own, so she could simply use them directly.
Therefore,
Little Griseo, full of leisure and delight, tried it out while adding two more entries to the special area.
One of them was Little Griseo from Honkai Impact 3rd, Starry Impression: World Painting Scroll.
The other was Great Griseo from Honkai Impact 3rd, Sky-Piercing: Star-Painting Scroll.
Little Griseo summoned them one by one. She had seen and played with them all, and they felt pretty good.
With this experience, she would surely become even more proficient at using this ability.
Perhaps, in a sense...
going to the Previous Era and rewriting the past
was also a way of stocking up.
When the time came, none of those important characters would get away! She would collect every last one of them.
In the future,
what would it mean for someone to provoke one Little Griseo and thereby provoke the entire Moth of the Fire?
As long as she did not exceed her load, even a heroic character who existed uniquely could be summoned many times.
Moth of the Fire? Believe it or not, I could slap the Previous Era right in your face!
I alone am a civilization.
Hehehe, are you scared?
Little Griseo smiled adorably.
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Compared to Little Griseo, who might need some time to complete the journey,
the outside world
could no longer be simply judged or sensed through time.
This was all perfectly normal.
Countless spacetime dimensions, countless scenes, and countless nodes kept retreating...
In the end,
they stopped at a point in time that Little Griseo could never forget, no matter what.
Mr. Jade Pendant... he was still outputting.
He really made me cry~
The Ark was about to dock, and the transition was about to be completed...
Please prepare yourselves...
"Okay~" Little Griseo stood up from her chair.
Because this was reality, not a game,
her weapon could not possibly be a cross.
If she was going to have one, it should be a paintbrush.
She raised her hand lightly, and with her immense Imaginary Energy, condensed a brush. She casually weighed it in her hand—it had the familiar feel she was most accustomed to.
This was great!
At the same time,
in the Previous Era, on Mu Continent,
space was violently collapsing and warping, while energy ran rampant, seemingly transforming into a black hole that continued to expand.
But this was merely a phenomenon resembling a black hole.
Calling it a pseudo-black hole was naturally most fitting.
Although a pseudo-black hole was nowhere near as overbearing as a true black hole,
it did not merely swallow light. Everything around it—planets, even space... was devoured completely!
Since it had been given the name of a black hole.
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