Su Ming did not know the deceased, only the Magic Tool he had been carrying. But that did not matter. They could simply look up the records in the Great Library.
Or perhaps they would not need to.
A few seconds later, Master Hamir gave his answer. He clearly knew how to match the token to its owner.
"He was the Sorcerer Supreme of the Seventeenth Dimension."
The answer was crisp and straightforward, without any nonsense or further questions, just as one would expect from the chief steward.
"The Seventeenth Dimension, huh? Tsk, tsk. Looks like he was too far from Earth and too close to Hell." Su Ming put away the deceased man's accessory, considering it payment for helping collect the body. "By the way, have either of you recently felt that casting spells has become difficult? Or had trouble sleeping at night?"
Su Ming thought this resembled a major event from the comics' Magic World: the Materialist Empire's invasion. In simple terms, it was an invasion of the Main Dimension by a group of magic-immune creatures from an Alternate Dimension. Earth-616's Monark had also died during that incident.
Dimension Invasions were generally rather covert, but the Materialist Empire would first cut off the channels of communication between Mages and demon gods, stripping most people of their ability to cast spells before making their move.
That was why Su Ming had asked whether the two had recently felt any Stasis in their spellcasting or seen omens in their dreams.
"At least I haven't. Since I don't have a body, I also don't have to deal with the frequent nighttime urination that people my age suffer from." Heavy was the first to answer, and he even seemed proud of having no body.
"Mysterious Heavy" was a codename. His real name