Grimm found it hard to believe that the deepest part of the dimensional gap was actually inside Little Eight's body.
In order to obtain the Page of Destiny, Grimm had to be his soul partner and enter Little Eight's body in the dimensional gap to get it!
In the Dimensional Gap, Little Myna, who had activated his true form, covered the sky. In comparison, Grimm was just an insignificant flea, so tiny that it was pathetic.
Grimm wanted to enter Little Eight's body and obtain the Page of Destiny!
He did not know what Little Eight was.
According to Grimm's conjecture, Little Eight was a handkerchief made by Antonio based on the image of the ancient Steel Emblem Myna of the Magus World. The picture on it was Little Eight.
However, as Grimm's rank as a Magus increased, he came into contact with more and more knowledge. Unknowingly, he began to doubt this answer.
If this was really the case, then Little Eight was really just a handkerchief made by Antonio using his knowledge of the dimensional gap. Then, why was Little Eight an existence that could crush all other imaginary creatures in the dimensional gap? It was as if she was completely unaffected by the various chaotic and distorted rules of imagination in the dimensional gap.
Perhaps there was a deeper reason why Antonio left this Page of Destiny in Little Eight's body in the dimensional gap!
"Damn it, what did you eat? Your mouth stinks."
Grimm ran on Little Eight's tongue. The soft and moist ground under his feet made Grimm feel very uncomfortable. The air was filled with a strange smell.
"A scallion pancake made from a beautiful goose."
Grimm was speechless as he continued to run. After a few hourglasses, Grimm arrived at Little Myna's throat amidst his panting. Below him was its body.
"Great Necromancer Antonio, where did you put the Page of Truth? Your body is so big. Do you want me to slowly search for it for a few hundred years? "
Uh …
Faced with Grimm's question, Little Eight was stunned for a moment. She stammered, "How would I know? The old bastard said that I, Lord Ba, am the one who wants to change the Sorcerer World. He said that only those who have signed a soul partner contract with me can go in and find it."
To be able to sign a Soul Partner Contract with Little Eight, it must be the talent of the Dimensional Gap.
Grimm stood beside Little Eight's throat. He was like the entrance to an abyss, swallowing everything, or the door to the world, waiting for the brave to barge in, or a bottomless tunnel …
"Go!"
Grimm let out a low roar, as if to encourage himself. He took a small step forward, but this step seemed to bring him to a whole new world, a world full of unknowns.
The surrounding tunnel was slippery, and Grimm, as a weak and insignificant existence without any abilities, kept slipping down.
This feeling was very similar to the process of riding the Destiny Lever during one's apprenticeship, sliding from one end to the other and entering the World Core. It was like falling into the embrace of one's mother, warm and tolerant.
"Little Eight, I wouldn't have entered your stomach, would I?"
Grimm communicated with Little Eight's will, alleviating the fear of sliding into the endless unknown darkness below. He did not know where he was going, and what the outcome would be.
The unknown was the source of fear for Magi.
However, at this moment, Grimm seemed to have lost contact with Little Eight, and he did not receive any response.
"Little Eight? Little Eight! "
He tried to call out twice more, but he still did not receive any response. Grimm could not even feel Little Eight's existence, and the slipperiness around him gradually disappeared. There was no gravity, no reference, no feeling of falling. It was incomparably dark, like the fear of locking himself in a dark room on a snowy winter night to avoid the cold. It was incomparably lonely and empty.
For some reason, Grimm suddenly thought of the words Mickey Mouse had said when he had first entered the Dimensional Esophagus.
What … are we?
What is the deepest level of the Dimensional Gap in Little Eight's body?
Is it also the deepest level of the Dimensional Gap in the bodies of other Dimensional Gap creatures?
After a series of questions, Grimm's surroundings gradually changed. Wisps of gentle light gradually appeared from all directions. At the same time, it was accompanied by some noises and strange tones. It was as if every rhythm was penetrating the endless laws of the world, but it was incomparably messy and mysterious, and there was no way to understand it.
In his fear, Grimm was filled with infinite anticipation. He stared in all directions, trying to find clues from the light.
These lights did not have the meaning of color. If one had to compare them, it would be the light of wisdom that occasionally appeared in a Magus's mind!
Its existence could not be described, could not be materialized, could not be possessed for a long time, and could not even be sure if it would appear again. However, as long as a Magus had appeared once before, they would be absolutely certain that this kind of light did indeed exist.
It was not a mysterious power, it was not a law of mystery, it was not the foundation of matter and energy, it was not a random event, nor was it an inevitable event. It was not a type of energy that Magi could imagine, nor was it some kind of supernatural natural phenomenon.
If one had to compare it, one could only say that it was "truth and fate," a gift from "God."
However, ironically, the word "God", this kind of idealistic value system would never appear in the Magus system. Magi were more inclined to call it a creature from a higher dimension, an incomprehensible existence overlooking a cricket from outside a box.
Gradually, the light of wisdom began to gradually materialize, as if it was surrounding Grimm, forming a small scene of a certain world.
Grimm was looking forward to it.
The Mask of Truth did not have any effect. Grimm could only look forward, observe, and feel with the most instinctive wisdom of a Magus.
Gradually, Grimm realized that these sounds seemed to be the chanting of a group of reckless, happy, and carefree adolescent children. Grimm slightly frowned, it seemed that the environment here was completely different from the Sorcerer World.
At least, even in the Bright Sorcerer Academy, there would not be such a joyful chanting of the children who were chasing and playing on the streets of Bi Seer City.
As the voices gradually became clearer, the scene that the light of wisdom had formed gradually began to take shape, and there were some blurry shadows.
From the rough scene, it turned out to be a group of human-like creatures that were extremely similar to the humans in the Sorcerer World, but their appearance was relatively simpler. As the light of wisdom had not been very clear, Grimm could only vaguely determine that it was a group of black-haired human-like creatures, sitting in a room filled with chairs and books.
Above them were simple lamps and a few thick ceiling fans. There was a pitch-black wall in front and behind them, with blurry white writing on it.
"The laws of the world!"
Grimm suddenly realized that the writing on these black windows was impressively the same as the protective runes on the huge picture scroll that appeared under the Mask of Truth. They were all incomprehensible and strange forms that did not make sense, as if they were the most basic laws of the endless world, including the laws of the balance lever.
Gradually, as the light of wisdom had materialized everything, the simple, backward, and unknown world in Grimm's eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of light gauze.
He could feel it, but it could not be concrete, as if a very distant memory had been materialized.
In such an environment, there was only a white-skinned boy who was lowering his head and writing something with a fountain pen. This gradually became clear in Grimm's eyes.
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