Wizard's Journey

Chapter 297 The World of Bottle Mouths

Three months later.

"The world at the bottle's mouth?"

Upon learning the name of the sealed space inside the teapot, Grimm's eyes flickered beneath the mask of truth. The little boy on the sofa, who was conducting experiments with the metal figurine, also looked up, his face full of curiosity.

"Go do your experiment, little one, what are you looking at?"

The myna bird stood in front of the little boy's experiment, scolding him, seemingly enjoying the feeling immensely, looking extremely smug.

With wings on its back and chest held high, eight arrogant little eyes stared intently at the little boy as he walked back and forth on the experimental table with his tiny paws.

The little boy had become quite accustomed to the myna's temperament over the past month and took it for granted. He quickly lowered his head and continued with his experiment.

The metal figure nodded and said, "This was named by my mentor. According to what my mentor said before he passed away, this is a precious magical artifact that his mentor accidentally discovered on an ancient battlefield covered by a True Spirit Crater."

After a pause, the metal figure seemed to be lost in memories.

"According to my mentor's mentor's research, the sealed space inside this magical artifact should be the result of an ancient holy mark wizard accidentally discovering a fragment of a world that was separated from a certain semi-real, semi-illusory and wonderful world, and then using it as the foundation to create this precious magical artifact."

The little metal figure sighed at this.

If this precious inherited magical artifact hadn't possessed the aura of human despair and been unusable, she wouldn't have been reborn in the Life Box during the last Shadow Mystery World Demon Hunting Expedition.

Green glanced at the metal figure with deep envy.

Although this precious magical artifact is not a legendary artifact that connects the entire virtual world, even if it is just a fragment of the world, its value is enough to make even a Saintly Mark Wizard take notice.

Of course, the specific value can only be determined based on the specific attributes within the sealed space.

This precious magical artifact was found in the ruins of an ancient battlefield covered by a True Spirit Wizard's meteorite crater, which gives an idea of ​​the ferocity of the Second Civilization War in the wizarding world.

The place where the True Spirit Wizard fell must be the most brutal place of war.

It is even unknown whether a single True Spirit Crater covers several Holy Mark Craters.

Fortunately, the Wizarding World, as a large world, is capable of withstanding a large-scale battle between numerous creatures of level seven and above, and has not been torn apart as a result.

Green thought for a moment and said, "Then, what should I be careful about after I enter the bottle-mouth world?"

"My mentor became a walking corpse after his death. Although he has completely lost his intelligence and cannot use advanced witchcraft, he is extremely powerful due to the powerful body he was modified in his experiments during his lifetime, the instinctive witchcraft integrated into his cellular memory, and the despair power of the black wizard. You must be careful."

After speaking, the crystal ball in the metal figure's hand conjured an image introducing his mentor's various instinctive witchcraft techniques.

Clearly, before this metal figure was reincarnated from the box of life, it had tried to kill the monster with its own hands, but it was no match for it and could only flee in panic.

The monster in the video was so deformed that it was impossible to tell it was human; it was just a deformed creature that acted on instinct.

"Furthermore, the interior of any sealed world is completely forbidden from using spatial magic, and its internal rules are completely different from those of the real material world. You will have to experience the specifics yourself. I will assist you from outside the bottle-mouth world when you need me."

The little metal figure handed Green a red gem.

Green accepted the red gem, nodded, and felt a slight sense of relief.

Judging from the footage just now, this deformed monster, although powerful, only possesses the combat abilities of an ordinary demon hunter dark wizard. Moreover, since it has no intelligence whatsoever, it poses little threat.

If one relies on their own wisdom to fight, victory is only a matter of time.

Therefore, in terms of individual combat ability, there is indeed a considerable gap between light wizards and dark wizards.

three days later.

Green snapped his fingers and said to the myna bird on his shoulder, "You can play outside."

"Huh?"

After letting out a surprised cry, the myna seemed not to have expected Green's response and said blankly, "Oh, then I'll wait for you here."

Although the metal figure told Grimm that he could be pulled out of the bottle-mouth teapot world at any time through the ruby ​​connection, Grimm, as a dark wizard, would not place all his hopes on others.

He nodded.

After Green signaled to the metal figure that he was ready, an immense attraction came from the spout of the teapot. Without Green resisting, he felt as if he were being stretched into a noodle and twisted, then sucked into a chaotic space.

Splash...

Like ripples on water, Green emerged from behind a wall, staggering as he steadied himself.

"Huh? This world..."

There was nothing beneath Green's feet.

Above his head, there was nothing either.

This is a fragmented world where reality and illusion intersect, without sky, ground, gravity, or concrete reference points.

Streams of chaotic energy, like ribbons, intertwined and shrouded the distant space in a hazy, indistinct way, drifting irregularly.

Although Grimm had not explored this world at all, based on his instinctive perception at the life level, he felt as if he were trapped in a cage. The actual quality of the energy in this world fragment was basically equivalent to the fragment of Grimm's Demon Hunter Castle world.

Actual mass is not the area or volume of space, but its essence, which is influenced by the balance rules of the endless world.

Since there is no sky, no earth, and no gravity as reference points, living beings cannot perceive any direction in this space, and even moving forward becomes a problem. However, this is not a problem for wizards who can manipulate the power of nature.

Without leaving his original position, Green turned around and looked at the wall behind him.

The so-called wall is a tangible representation of energy, with a diameter of twenty meters; it has no actual physical substance.

The appearance of such an energy layer within this strange space seemed to have become the only reference point in this world. However, at this moment, Green's expression changed slightly.

Wizards manipulate the power of nature, and their power rules are not subject to the rules of a particular world, but rather they leverage the most fundamental balance rules of the endless world. Therefore, any action in the wizarding world is relative to the entirety of the endless world.

But at this moment, Green discovered that this energy layer wall began to change direction and angle according to the internal rules of this strange world.

"Is this fragment of world itself undergoing irregular rotation?"

Green rationally analyzed the situation and immediately mobilized his magic to activate the dual-force spell of repulsion and attraction.

Green discovered that at this point, the repulsion and attraction magic could only use itself as the origin coordinate and could not sense some of the rules of the ley lines at all.

Calmly, Grimm took out the ruby ​​again, vaguely sensing the blurry coordinates of the metal figure. The original relative coordinates of the myna bird and Grimm overlapped...

"It still doesn't work. It seems that the biggest illusion of this so-called world between reality and illusion is that it has no reference coordinates, that is, the loss of direction. In fact, it is itself an irregular, deformed, and rotating world. I wonder which unknown world this strange world fragment broke off from."

Muttering to himself, Green flew off in a random direction.

If Grimm were to name this fragment of the world at this moment, he would most likely name it "The Lost World".

About half an hourglass later, Green flew to a place with a ribbon-like void of chaotic energy. Beyond that, there was only darkness, with only the coldest and most ruthless endless world balance rules.

"Hmm, have we reached the edge of the world? Calling it the Lost World is still a bit inappropriate; this world fragment is, after all, too small."

A wizard's vision is different from that of ordinary creatures.

At this moment, Green was viewing the world of rules from a wizard's perspective, and therefore could perceive the chaotic ribbons of energy. If other beings entered this world, they would only encounter darkness, aside from some special means of perception.

Unlike a truly complete world that has no edges, world fragments have real, tangible boundaries.

In terms of the fragments of the material world, the edge of Grimm's Demon Hunter Castle world fragment is supported by the energy layer of the Seven Rings Holy Tower, and outside is a void world filled with void creatures and void energy.

Beyond the boundaries of the fragments of the illusory world lies this "empty, dark world" governed by only the simplest rules of balance.

Thus, since this world fragment is not a complete world with overlapping edges and an infinite cycle, as long as Green flies within its world, even without any sense of direction, he will definitely be able to find the experimental castle that the little metal figure instructed him to build.

Thinking this, Green was about to change direction and continue exploring when he seemed to suddenly sense something and stopped, peering into the dark, empty world.

This is……

In the infinite, boundless, and endlessly vast dark void, the balance rules at this moment are like ripples on the edge of a whirlpool, spreading to the edges of this world's fragments.

Amidst ripples upon ripples, in a distant, unknown place, a "black hole" that Green could not explain rapidly moved further and further into the dark, empty world.

The edge of the world at the bottle's mouth slowly returned to calm.

Green stood there, lost in thought.

If that feeling just now wasn't some natural phenomenon in the empty, dark world, then it must have been a powerful life form that Grimm couldn't comprehend passing through an extremely distant region, causing ripples of the balance rules to surge to the edge of this world fragment, which Grimm then perceived.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

A radiant light suddenly burst forth from the darkness, flashing and shooting towards a more distant place, after which the dark, empty world was completely plunged into darkness.

It remains a dark and calm place that evokes feelings of oppression, despair, and despair, with only the most basic and essential rules of balance.

I'll upload one chapter first, I have something to do later, and if there's a second chapter, it will be late at night.

(End of this chapter)