As far as the eye could see, the colorful radiance was spreading.
Everything in the Sorcerer World before his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of colorful light. It was dreamy, beautiful, and extended to the end of the horizon. Grimm's tri-colored eyes were a little dazed at this moment.
Grimm also knew that he was falling into the illusory world from the real material energy world.
Gradually, the surrounding Celestial Sorcerers disappeared in the colorful light, and Grimm was like a drop of water, involuntarily flowing with the waves in the distortion.
Whoosh …
The misty black smoke replaced the elemental energy perception. This black smoke should be the energy formed by some negative emotions. Occasionally, when a large mass of black smoke gathered together, it would form a ferocious and strange ghost face, and then it would dissipate for no reason.
This black smoke had the ability to hurt emotions, roasting the inner heart and making it forget the restlessness of emotions.
Grimm was still falling into deeper space-time in the continuous distortion. The surrounding black smoke was getting thicker and thicker, and Grimm broke into the mouth of a black smoke ghost face in the space-time distortion. Boundless dark negative emotions wrapped around Grimm, as if countless ordinary creatures were subconscious when they were young.
There was a period of time, perhaps a certain stage of life, when these creatures were violent, hateful, and world-weary, but in the end, they matured in the growth of social rules, and gradually became the controller of social rules.
However, the negative emotions that appeared in these people did not disappear.
They became a kind of energy similar to the heart devil, hidden in this illusory world, and would take advantage of people's inner emotional defenses at their weakest to return to the material energy world. In the hearts of these creatures, they quietly germinated and grew, trying to replace the body driven by social rules and behavior education, and occupy the main body's thoughts.
After an unknown period of time …
Buzz!
After a long period of negative dark emotions in the world, Grimm gradually found some light in the process of the continuous distortion of space-time.
It was a pale green flame, floating in the air, they would appear out of thin air, and also constantly disappear out of thin air.
Woo woo woo woo …
Amidst the dark flames that covered the sky and the ground, the dolls, toys, and even some beautiful but meaningless stones, broken flowers and plants … were floating spiritlessly, sobbing and sobbing.
They were the joys of the same age, but they were forgotten as they grew up, disappearing from the material and energy world. They could only exist in the corner of the subconscious, yearning for their master to recall them one day and give them a new meaning of existence.
However, this kind of waiting was incomparably hopeless. Most of the childhood memories would be forever forgotten.
At the foot of the faded, worn-out bear, a cricket box hid a piece of paper. On it was a simple drawing of the father, mother, and child. It was supposed to be a birthday gift for the father, the most wonderful and happy memory of the child's life. However, because of the divorce of the father and mother, this box also became the child's lifelong secret, representing a seal. As time passed, due to the huge psychological burden, the child chose to actively forget it.
Wu wu wu wu …
In the cricket box, the little person was also crying. In the distorted space-time, Grimm followed the whimpers of the little person and entered his mouth.
It was as if he had fallen into a bottomless black hole.
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock …
The familiar sound of gears grinding, that was the mechanical movement behind the mechanical hands of a mechanical clock.
Sure enough, as Grimm's tri-colored eyes became clear again, there was a huge illusory clock in front of him. Tick tock, tick tock, the hands turned in a circle, half in the real world, and the other half in the illusory world.
"Superconducting Time."
Grimm suddenly thought of some theories about time knowledge.
Real time was not the limit, and the appearance of time was not the basic hour. Everything was just the self-perception and judgment of the living beings. For example, in the process of waiting for a date, time seemed to be extraordinarily long, but in the process of meeting after a long separation, time seemed to be so fast. This was the difference in the perception of time.
Legend had it that there was a world that affected the perception of the rules of time. It would shorten the good time and make up for the painful time, so that the good time would always be short, and the pain would be branded in the deepest part of the heart, warning people to cherish all the good things.
"This is already an illusory world that affects the basic rules of the Endless World, similar to the Dimensional Esophagus Path, the World of Ashes, and the Colorful Space-Time World. Do I still need to go deeper? Antonio, where exactly have I explored! "
Grimm's body was still affected by the space-time vortex summoned by fate, twisting and falling into a deeper illusory world.
At the center of the illusory clock, Grimm spun and fell into a deeper illusory world.
The spinning light around him seemed to be revolving around him, and Grimm quietly waited for the deeper illusory rules.
Gradually, the spinning light spots around him seemed to slow down, and the structure of space-time was stabilizing. Everything around him gradually appeared in Grimm's eyes.
The strange and boring "tap, tap, tap" sound seemed to be coming from beside his ears, as if someone was constantly tapping something with their fingers, saying something. The "tap", "tap", "tap", "tap", "tap" sounded so boring, but if one was not serious, they would forget these sounds.
"This! This … "
Everything in Grimm's eyes gradually overlapped with everything in his memory. His mouth opened wide under the Mask of Truth, and the pupils of his tricolor eyes shrunk to the size of needle tips. His body stiffened for a moment, and then he gulped.
This was Old Ham's house, Grimm's little nest in Bissel City when he was young!
Everything here was so familiar.
The worn-out blanket, the chamber pot, the kerosene lamp on the dressing table, the wooden box under the bed, and even the stone on the stove were all the same.
"Did I travel back to the wizard world when I was young? Impossible, impossible … Absolutely impossible! "
Knock! Knock! Knock!
"Grimm, get dressed. You'll be late if you don't leave now."
There was a familiar knock on the door. Who else could it be but Old Ham? Green pushed the wooden door open in disbelief. With a squeak, he saw Old Ham sitting in the carriage, smoking his tobacco pipe, "Bang! Bang!"
Old Ham glanced at Grimm and said indifferently, "Get in the carriage. It's foggy today, so let's leave early."
Grimm looked at him quietly. This was indeed Old Ham, but he did not seem surprised by Grimm's wizard attire. Or perhaps, in his eyes, Grimm looked like a different person. Was this how he looked like when he was young?
As expected of the dimensional boundary that Antonio had explored. The laws here were indeed strange!
Apart from the faint "tap", "tap", "tap", "tap", everything was just as Glenn remembered, flawless.
At the same time, Grimm was surprised to find that the laws here had undergone a qualitative change compared to the material world, the illusory world, and even the dimensional gaps. Even his Omnipotent Soul and Mask of Truth were completely useless here!
Without showing any signs of abnormality, Grimm sat in Old Ham's carriage. The "tap" of the horse's hooves on the road gradually merged with the "tap", "tap", "tap", "tap", "tap", "tap", "tap".
Smash, smash.
Old Ham took two puffs of his pipe, put out the fire, and carefully put it away. He looked at Grimm, who was sitting behind the wooden carriage, and said, "Why did you fight again yesterday? Did they bully you?"
Eh?
Grimm remained silent. Old Ham seemed to have expected this. "You're too hot-tempered. We're just ordinary civilians. How many times do I have to tell you not to cause trouble?" he said to Grimm. It is not easy for people to live. Everyone has their own way of living. Take us for example. Every day, we are in charge of taking out the garbage for the viscount's residence, but the viscount doesn't even look at us. Usually, that old butler acts like a tyrant, but if we don't work for a day, the viscount will definitely scold him. Just like our old horse, if we don't take care of it and make it happy, as long as it doesn't work, we won't have anything to eat … "
The familiar tone of voice was exactly the same. Grimm, who was in deep thought, looked at Old Ham with a solemn expression. For some reason, he said respectfully in a low voice, "I understand."
But it was at this time that Grimm found something strange.
The fog was so thick that visibility was less than five meters. The white fog floated like flowing water, but strangely, it was only on this road that the visibility was at least twenty or thirty meters. It was as if someone was afraid of going the wrong way. This was extremely against the rules!
"Grandpa."
Grimm was not used to the sudden call.
"I want to pee."
Old Ham looked at Grimm and stopped the carriage. "Do it on the side of the road."
…
The mayor's residence, the guards, the streets of Bissel City, the garbage at the banquet, the smiling faces of the villagers, and Grimm even saw Lafite in her childhood!
Everything was so familiar and real, except for the strange "tap" sound and the fog, which made Grimm feel a little heavy. He knew that the mystery of the rules of the illusory space and time was hidden in these two things.
It was noon, and the fog was still hazy, but the sky was clear. Grimm suddenly said, "Grandpa, let's go to the other side of the mountain and have a look."
Old Ham, who was happily smoking his pipe, replied, "The sun is going to set soon. Why are we going there? I heard that the road was blocked by rocks a few days ago. Even carriages can't get through. Let's go back and rest."
"No, I want to play!"
Grimm behaved like a child, acting like a spoiled child.
Grimm could not even activate the Universal Soul in his body. It could be said that Grimm had become a completely ordinary person.
If it were any other creature, they would have been scared out of their wits, but not Grimm. Grimm was a wizard, and the source of a wizard's power was wisdom!
"Go on, child. Don't go too far. You have to wake up early tomorrow."
After that, Old Ham ignored Grimm and allowed Grimm to go further into the mist.
The dull and monotonous "tap" sound came from nowhere.
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