A Sorcerer's Journey Chapter 1180 - 1181: Will of Balance!?

Absurd, eerie, yet seemingly deserved.

This feeling, Green had experienced several tis before. Although as a wizard, Green’s rational thinking and subconscious had already deed this place a deep Illusory World, neither Retrogression of Flowing Light nor the so-called Dinsional Esophagus could be understood through the material rules of the Endless World. However, the absurdity rules here were too different from the Dinsional Esophagus World.

The significance of the deep-level rules of the Dinsional Esophagus is to digest any creature attempting to escape the Endless World, maintaining the internal stability of the Endless World.

The Dinsional Esophagus, in a simple and brutal way, whether it’s internal mutual slaughter or transformation into other phantom worlds of the sa level, is like a constantly writhing stomach grinding down the hard-to-digest food inside, drawing in so other phantom worlds.

In terms of the Dinsional Esophagus itself, the real crisis, or major digestion, only cos at a brief mont during dinsional warfare!

Green didn’t know about Dinsional Gap, but no matter how you look at it, if Dinsional Esophagus welcos the mont of dinsional warfare, even if the Endless World is infinite, Dinsional Esophagus would inevitably be the most dangerous place.

Far more dangerous than the civilization war of the Wizard World!

So then...

At this mont, this absurd eerie feeling of Green’s rationality, the reality dissonance of being deceived by phantom rules, and the truth perception of the Face of Truth’s nothingness...

Roar!

The lion’s skin roared at Green. With the Face of Truth, Green comprehensively perceived insight, regardless of how absurd, terrifying, or strange the appearance was, once all these surface essences were stripped away, as well as that illusionary veil, it was just a piece of lion skin, just a piece of leather with only length and width, as if Green was taking his first crystal ball talent test in Biser City, and the little figure running out from the scroll.

Green slightly floated off the ground, for a three-dinsional creature, it’s just an insignificant instinct, not even counted as any strength system, but at this mont, this terrifying lion skin rug was because of losing Green, this target on the floor, it spun angrily and fearfully, growling on the wooden floor stupidly.

"Is this what it feels like for a higher-dinsional being to overlook a lower-dinsional one?"

Green bent down, softly touched the lion skin rug with a fingertip, and the lion skin rug, clearly fully aware, grew even more furious and terrified, desperately growling on the wooden floor of the room but could not discover Green floating in mid-air.

Even just above length and width, that re tens of centiters in height was a qualitative change to such a low-level dinsional phenonon!

On the wooden floor, the sneering face of the Viscount Mansion’s Old Housekeeper was also filled with fear due to Green’s elevation of re tens of centiters, his triangular eyes darting around non-stop.

Cluck cluck cluck cluck...

Slowly, the lion skin rug and the old housekeeper’s face disappeared from the stall, thousands of little green frogs gathered and leaped onto the rocking chair, the sound of "creak, creak" of wooden structures rubbing against each other echoed.

"Is this your way of communication?"

Green sneered, looking at the old frog on this rocking chair.

"Cluck cluck cluck, no, this is not my way of communication, this is the way of communication under the rules of the Dinsional Esophagus, it is the way of communication on the edge of this dinsion."

The old frog drooped its eyelids, blowing a smoke ring, its voice empty, as if a flesh puppet being manipulated.

"And what about that?"

Green pointed at the lion skin on the ground.

"It? It just did what it was supposed to do, it ate the fish here, leaving the fishbones, and here ate it, leaving its skin, is it not fair?"

Green’s aura suddenly heightened, always maintaining a combat-ready state, with the Three-Colored Light Eyes under the Green Truth Mask staring at this frog as if ready to unleash the most violent attack at any mont!

"Are you...the will of this Illusory World?"

Cluck cluck cluck...

The frog’s "cluck cluck" sound seed like ridicule.

"No no, I am just a strand of will under the Balance Rules of this Dinsional Dinsion, what you and your kind have always sought to break."

Green was shocked, wondering if he was now within a fantasy like the early judgnt of the illusory realm, Cangyan Giant Mountain, Nightmare World, or was it real existence?

Wizards who pry Balance Rules and change the most basic abilities of the world ultimately aim to break the balance, transforming ideal reality, also the ultimate pursuit of the ancestor of humans, rather than a passive power pursuit of evolution, ultimately becoming a destruction-knowing existence.

To be lectured like this by a frog, Green couldn’t believe he was really just caught in a simple fantasy.

"Then what’s the purpose of your presence here?"

Green asked cautiously.

"Cluck cluck cluck, it appears my understanding of you and your kind is very shallow. After all this ti, you actually haven’t tried to break , but tried to understand ?"

The frog blew another smoke ring, but it was just a deceptive facade for material beings of the Endless World. Perhaps others coming here would see a completely different scene, all based on their cognition.

Only the Face of Truth does not lie; there is nothing in this room, no living being exists.

"Break you? I’m afraid, breaking you, due to Balance Rules, you would break like it first broke !"

Green suddenly realized sothing, pointing at Simba’s lion skin rug, muttering deeply.

"Cluck cluck cluck, how interesting, you indeed understand these most basic simple truths, then, how do you intend to realize the so-called dreams you pursue?"

The frog took the smoke pipe from its mouth, flicked its ashes, which were caught by a flash-appearing human mouth fish on the floor, then vanished back into the floor.

"You always want to break through here, break the beautiful everything it has built for you, to kill it, replace it. Although it can’t co in, it can entrust to kill you. The mont you break through the real world to the Illusory World, you have already disrupted the balance, the dangerous scale tilts towards you."

"And the Dinsional Gap..."

Green’s question brought another mocking "cluck cluck cluck" from the frog.

"Such a perfectly balanced rule design, I am proud of my existence. Dinsional Gap? There is none of my extension at all, is it truly the Endless World there? Perhaps...it has already beco their world there, maybe you’re participating in an exchange with them? Maybe..."

"Why did you choose ?"

Suddenly Green asked!

The old frog beca eerily silent, slowly opened its enlarged eyelids to gaze at Green.

"Because on you, there is sothing I cannot influence, and it is continuously swelling, expanding. I want to know what it is."