Elsewhere, Green flew concealed through the void, his thoughts still lingering on the grotesque absurdity of the Dimensional Gap Sealing Art.
It could affect not only ordinary rulers, but even himself. That was already a true dimensional rule, very likely a deeper dimensional rule akin to the one within Little Eight's belly!
Moreover, compared with the Dimensional Gap rule he had once summoned himself, the manifestations of these two Dimensional Gap rules seemed far more normal. There was no longer anything as bizarre as "picking little mushrooms from girls," with cause and effect turned upside down.
One massive Abyss fortress after another sailed out from Abyss City, advancing through the void toward the war-torn region of the Ring Devil Ancestor.
Like a sheet of paper, Green gradually drew near that largest world fragment—the former central battlefield of the Void Starfall Great World, the place where the war among the three races had begun, the origin point linking to the Abyss World.
It was strangely quiet.
There was none of the imagined tight security around the world fragment. Everything was pitch-black, yet in Green's eyes, those fragments resembled torn pages from a book. Though black as ink, that was merely their outward appearance; countless square-shaped runes still slowly flowed across the pages, representing the rules within the world fragment.
In his two-dimensional paper form, Green drifted outside the last remaining World Garment rule, quietly sensing the interior of the fragment.
Apart from the Space-Time Gate and the fluctuations of the purest Abyssal devil energy, there seemed to be nothing else.
"No matter what it is, I have to go in. Heh heh heh heh."
Since that was the case, Green naturally did not hesitate or linger outside the world fragment. After an arc of World Garment rule lightning ran across the