Before long, Dole discovered near the royal city that the royal family possessed a secret realm—a dimensional little world. Behind the imperial capital stood a teleportation array. Though the array had not been activated, it was connected to that dimensional little world.
Without another word, Dole locked onto that little world. With a step, he crossed into the Void.
The Space Godhead remained effective even within the Void. Standing there, even the nothingness of the Void's laws had no effect on him, and Dole's heart finally settled.
It seemed the laws of space were still the most reliable.
He looked down at the great world beneath his feet, then at the small dimensional world in the distance. He quietly drew near before merging into that world.
Yes, merging—not entering. Because space was himself, and he himself was space.
Within the Void, the Space Godhead gave him a conviction: throughout the expanse of space irradiated by the entire Cube Great World, the Space Godhead could be wielded to its utmost limit. Only beyond the boundaries of this domain would it lose its effectiveness. And this small dimensional world was attached to the great world, so he could merge into its space.
He did not need to tear through the spatial membrane. Entering by means of the Space Godhead, he alerted no one.
That was the advantage of the Space Godhead.
The moment he entered the little world, Dole saw a land of birdsong and fragrant blossoms. Valleys, rivers, plains—it had everything, and its area was enormous. This world's laws were equally complete; the four fundamental laws of earth, fire, wind, and water were all present, and they were rather robust.
This place seemed like the royal family's private garden. Of course, in its deepest reaches lay a relatively wild and untamed