Thirty years later.
The mining of the Sand of Time was much more complicated than many other resources. A mechanical marionette could only collect one or two grains every day.
Every month, Waldman, the Vine Shackle, would deliver the Sand of Time he mined to the Mountain of Water Flames.
Of course, there would always be a small portion of it secretly left behind. His endless greed had obviously thrown Grimm's warning aside.
"It's so beautiful …"
The Sand of Time slid down from her fingers and fell into a high-level sealing vessel. Waldman slightly opened her red lips and let out a soft moan. She was extremely intoxicated, and her eyes were blurred.
Whether it was a Level-2 Sorcerer advancing to a Level-3 Great Sorcerer or a Level-3 Great Sorcerer advancing to a Stigmata, the Sand of Time could play an excellent auxiliary role in the advancement. The item of time was unimaginably precious for low-level Sorcerers. Even the Holy Tower's ranking every hundred years rewarded the item of time, so one could imagine its amazing value.
It was quite a precious resource for Stigmata, but for low-level Sorcerers, Waldman only needed to steal one to two percent of the Sand of Time each time. If she returned to the Sorcerer World to trade the amount she had obtained for thirty years …
"Unable to restrain her endless greed and possessiveness, she can't even be a trusted Sorcerer as an assistant!"
At the bottom of the Seething Sea, among the many mechanical puppets that were mining the Sand of Time, an ordinary-looking mechanical puppet that looked nothing special suddenly turned around and looked at the sorceress in the distance when it was cutting the rocks.
It was a wisp of Grimm's soul fire hidden in the mechanical marionette.
"Forget it. In that case, I'll take this opportunity to observe the so-called superconducting phenomenon. It's a rare specimen to observe."
Saying this, the mechanical marionette continued to dig the seabed rocks, working tirelessly.
More than ten days passed, and it was the end of the month.
Thousands of mechanical marionettes lined up in a row. Some had no harvest, while others had a good harvest. They handed over the Sand of Time that they had mined. The amount of Sand of Time in front of Waldman was increasing. Together with the part of the Sand of Time that she had privately possessed, the Sand of Time that she had gathered was equivalent to three months of mining.
"This is …"
Suddenly, Grimm's Stigmata Soul, hidden in the mechanical marionette, sensed a trace of a strange fluctuation.
It was an indescribable feeling. It was as though he was walking in the dark when he was young, and his whole body suddenly felt cold and strange!
On the surface, it seemed like nothing had happened, but the absurd worry in his heart was uncontrollable.
This was the sixth sense of life, not rational cognition. The mysterious and strange Time Wizards had used space-time witchcraft to explain this strange phenomenon, which was known as the String Theory.
The world in the eyes of a Time Wizard was different from that of a normal Wizard.
In the eyes of a Time Magus, in this second, we are reborn in the previous second, and in the next second, we are already dead.
In the knowledge of the three-dimensional space composed of length, width, and height, the timeline of a lower lifeform gradually evolved to a higher lifeform.
In ancient times, there was a period of time when Elemental Sorcerers, in the process of exploring the truth of arcane, believed that the endless world that they knew of was like a sealed elevator space. As long as Sorcerers could make a breakthrough in their understanding of time and find the power of time that controlled the sealed elevator, they would be able to step into a higher dimension!
Just thinking about it made them look forward to it!
For this reason, while the Sorcerer World's Slave Legion continued to explore and invade space, the most elite and outstanding ancient Elemental Sorcerers began to explore the path of time, trying to break through the dimensional limit of this endless world with knowledge, instead of those Level Nine lifeforms that had become mysterious forces.
What Sorcerers needed was the truth that could be verified, and the power that could be absolutely controlled in the endless world!
Not only did they want to break through this dimensional limit, but they also wanted to be able to come back, and then, with the power of the "God" of a higher dimension, they could destroy any lifeform, world, or civilization that dared to resist the Sorcerer's Will in the endless world.
Playing with time and space in the palm of one's hand, teasing the crickets inside the box from the perspective of a higher level lifeform outside the box. What a grand dream!
Among them, Antonio, the greatest and most outstanding person since the birth of the Sorcerer Civilization, seemed to have reached the limit of Sorcerer's exploration. Insignificant creatures looked up to him, and he was no different from the Gods described in ancient books and novels.
What was the result?
Even if he was so powerful, he still followed the most basic power engineering method of Sorcerers, using an energy base to pry open the rules of a higher level for his own use.
Just like how Material World creatures could travel in the Void World, they were ultimately not Void Creatures. Creatures that lived in real time could also survive in Superconducting Time, but they were ultimately not Superconducting Time creatures, and could not adapt to the rules within.
Those Sorcerers who studied the truth of time did not find the Dimensional Door of a higher dimension. They only stretched the depth of Sorcerers' understanding of the endless world. The endless world was vast and boundless, as if there was no boundary, no end. The more they explored, understood, and recognized, the more they sighed at its vastness, and the more they were afraid of the existence outside the dimensional limit.
What kind of power did the creature possess to be able to stand above this vast and boundless world, and treat it as a box?
Everyone had no idea.
Those beings that had advanced to Level Nine only stayed in the endless world for an hourglass' time, and then turned into mysterious forces outside the endless world, never to return.
According to Grimm's speculation, there might be some information revealed in the clues left by Antonio, who was the closest to the truth in the Sorcerer Civilization. Grimm already knew three of them.
The Book of Destinies, the Destiny Lever, and the Dimensional Gap Handkerchief.
Two of them pointed directly to destiny, and one was the Dimensional Gap. There must be an answer to the speculation of this Ancient Sorcerer beyond his own cognitive limit.
Grimm firmly believed that only one Sorcerer could stand at the same height as this Ancient Sorcerer, and only then could he try to explore deeper truths and mysteries on the basis of his foundation.
Perhaps that Magus with extraordinary wisdom and insight had already planned to explore to a higher level, but it was a pity that the ancient war had disrupted his plans.
"Hmm?!"
The Soul of the Stigmata hidden in the mechanical marionette suddenly thought of a bold guess that it had never thought of.
Could it be the punishment of destiny?!
Although it did not reach the level of punishing the Xia He civilization's Titan, it was far more severe than punishing the dinosaur world. It was punishing Antonio, who dared to challenge it, and even implicating the Sorcerer Civilization!
This unprecedented bold guess made Grimm's main body, who was drawing runes on the Mountain of Fire, involuntarily gasp and stop.
"If I can know the specific time of birth of the Destiny Lever, maybe I can verify my guess …"
Just as Grimm's main body was muttering to himself, suddenly, through the Stigmata Soul hidden in the mechanical marionette, Grimm discovered something strange about Alderman, who had become an observation specimen.
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