At the sight, though he had witnessed it before, Isaac couldn't help but marvel. As expected of a Great Creation, it imitated the Real World with such perfection.
Generally, the interior of a Little World either has no spatial fluctuations, or it has a connection to the outside—which would mean the Little World itself is damaged.
This was true even for the Dimension Worlds of Dimensional Demon Gods.
Only a Material Realm like the Real World possessed such perfect rules. At least, Isaac had never before encountered such a situation anywhere else.
After a moment of wonder, the jagged Void reappeared behind him and swallowed him whole. He had chosen a location for the ritual, but he still needed to prepare the materials.
When Isaac reappeared, he was just outside a Magic Capital.
"Hm? Isaac?" Isaac's figure had just materialized when a Grey-robed Mage, holding a crucible ladle, appeared nearby. He watched Isaac warily. "What are you doing here?"
