Drift Of The Multiverse: [Marvel] [Resident Evil] [DC] [Bleach] [DB] Chapter 63

Maybe there's a limit to the number of DC universes, but for Ethan, the worlds he could travel to weren't confined to just the DC universe.

Beyond that, there were endless legends, novels, movies, and animations, not to ntion the Marvel multiverse, whose number of universes was no less than DC's. With so many worlds to hide in, even Darkseid couldn't pinpoint soone who wanted to stay hidden.

What's more, among the infinite planes, there were beings even stronger than Darkseid. If Darkseid insisted on chasing soone to his own demise, Ethan didn't mind giving him a little push into a truly unsolvable predicant.

Hearing Ethan's reminder, Hippolyta began to understand. Even with her limited knowledge of the multiverse, she realized that not even Darkseid could search countless universes and find one person in a short period of ti.

"You're right. Darkseid wouldn't specifically target Diana."

Diana wasn't important enough for Darkseid to expend so much effort chasing her down. As long as she left Earth, it was entirely possible she could live out the rest of her life without ever encountering him. After all, Darkseid's focus was solely on the Earth of this world sothing completely unrelated to Diana personally, unlike Ares.

"So, can this artifact allow you to locate this world?"

What Hippolyta cared about was whether Ethan could use the Mother Box to lock onto this world. If not, then all her plans were aningless, leaving her to make a difficult decision with the little ti she had left.

Should she send Diana away just to be safe?

Or should she gamble, hoping that the powerful Darkseid wouldn't act on Earth during Diana's lifeti?

If she chose the forr, she would likely be separated from her daughter forever. While Ethan might be able to return to this world in the future once he had the ability to traverse dinsions freely, there was no telling how long that would take. Perhaps by then, Hippolyta would already be gone.

In Hippolyta's mind, the lifespan of ordinary humans wasn't long. Ethan might have thods to extend his life beyond the norm, but he could never compare to gods or the races they created let alone soone like Diana, a demigod.

To Hippolyta, sending Diana away was almost the sa as saying goodbye for eternity.

Unaware of how low the Amazon Queen's estimation of him was, Ethan stroked his chin and considered her question. "I'm not sure yet, but I can vaguely feel that my connection to this world seems to have strengthened."

Since he couldn't openly summon the space-ti orb or examine the magic circle on his hand in front of others, Ethan could only rely on his ntal senses to make an educated guess.

"I'll need to study it more when I get back. I should have a clear answer by tomorrow."

Hearing this, Hippolyta refrained from asking further questions. She personally escorted Ethan and Arthur back to their small seaside cottage before leaving without another word.

Ethan didn't waste any ti. As soon as they returned, he went inside and asked Arthur to stand guard outside while he focused on studying the changes in the space-ti orb.

Through his brief interaction with the Mother Box, Ethan discovered that the space-ti orb had indeed undergone so changes.

These weren't so much evolutions triggered by the Mother Box as they were functions unlocked because Ethan's own mastery of space-ti energy had reached a certain threshold. The Mother Box had rely served as a catalyst, activating one of the pointer's latent abilities.

"Space-ti anchor?"

When Ethan summoned the space-ti orb and connected with it ntally, this was the information he received.

A new symbol resembling an anchor had appeared on the light sphere at the orb's tip. It flickered unsteadily, and Ethan quickly understood that this ant the anchor point wasn't stable and could disappear at any mont.

At the sa ti, he learned that a space-ti anchor was essentially a coordinate, a way to mark the exact location of a specific plane. With this anchor, the user could travel to a precise plane, eliminating the randomness of previous dinsional jumps.

"Just as I suspected," Ethan thought.

He had theorized before that dinsional travel could eventually be targeted, though he hadn't known how to achieve it. As his mastery of space-ti energy grew, he had felt confident that he would reach this capability eventually, even if the orb itself lacked the ability. With enough magical knowledge and power, he could rely on his own strength to travel across planes.

Perhaps one day, he might fully decipher the space-ti orb's chanics and integrate its functions into his own magic. At that point, he wouldn't need to rely on such a crude, chanical tool.

According to the information provided by the orb, Ethan understood that he had accidentally activated this anchor function. At his current level of space-ti control, it would have taken several more dinsional jumps and significant exposure to space-ti energy to unlock this ability naturally.

This ti, the Mother Box's inherent ability to locate, combined with Ethan's finely-tuned ntal control, had prematurely triggered the function. However, due to a lack of sufficient space-ti energy, the anchor function was incomplete. It could only barely preserve the coordinates of the DC world without establishing a fully stable anchor.

Additionally, Ethan discovered that he could currently set only one anchor point. This limitation ant that unless he encountered another artifact like the Mother Box, capable of assisting with dinsional location, he wouldn't be able to activate this feature again.

"Still… this is good enough for now," Ethan thought, satisfied.

He had gained much from this encounter. The only drawback was that the anchor point was highly unstable. Traveling back to this world via the anchor might not allow him to synchronize with its tiline. The incomplete coordinates recorded only spatial positioning, not temporal flow. As a result, if Ethan returned to this world, he might find that years had passed in the anti.

Ethan massaged his temples, realizing how significant this problem was. If he returned and discovered two centuries had gone by, he would have missed the entire plot of the DC movie universe.

"Well, if I miss it, I miss it," he muttered. "I didn't co here to watch the story unfold. But losing the advantage of foreknowledge would make finding good opportunities much harder."

This was the biggest loss, but Ethan couldn't bring himself to erase the only anchor point he had. Even if he did, there was no guarantee he'd arrive at the right ti or place in the DC Cinematic Universe during his next visit. The landing point would remain completely random, both in terms of location and tiline.

"Never mind. There's no point worrying about it," Ethan thought to himself.

He had already reaped significant benefits from the situation, and there was no sense in wasting energy over sothing he couldn't fix right now. Issues like this could only be resolved by slowly improving his abilities, and there were no shortcuts to that.

What mattered now was whether he could further refine his mastery of space-ti energy using the Mother Box. Even if it couldn't unlock new functions, any additional improvent would still be worthwhile.

So, the next day, when Hippolyta approached him, Ethan expressed his desire to continue interacting with the Mother Box. After a long pause, the Amazon Queen eventually agreed.

For the days that followed, Ethan spent ti with the Mother Box daily, using it to aid in his understanding of space-ti energy. He then devoted the rest of his ti to practicing and refining his control over that energy.

As a result, the ti he could remain on Paradise Island continued to increase.

What had initially been just one month grew significantly after his progress and the Mother Box's influence. Eventually, it expanded to a total of three months. Though the pace of improvent slowed near the end, he managed to extend his stay to an impressive six months.

None of that ti was wasted. Ethan spent every mont imrsed in training.

After the initial days of interaction with the Mother Box, he had minimal contact with Diana. He focused entirely on training and improving his abilities, leaving little room for distractions.

It wasn't until this day that Ethan realized the Mother Box could no longer assist him further. His connection with the artifact had reached its limit, and his stay in this world had also hit its maximum. In just two days, he would have to leave.

Ethan released the Mother Box, his expression calm. The benefits he had gained from it were imnse. Beyond enhancing his mastery of space-ti energy, the artifact had also contributed significantly to his training of spiritual power.

Ethan's thods of training spiritual power were varied and efficient. In addition to using specialized ditation techniques, he relied on the Book of Inheritance, which contained mini-gas designed to enhance ntal focus and strength.

These gas included using his ntal energy to solve puzzles, read and comprehend vast amounts of knowledge stored in the book, and even simulate combat scenarios. The exercises were engaging, safe, and allowed for steady progress over ti.

The Mother Box, however, was a different matter. Using his ntal power to explore its depths was far riskier. Each ti he connected with it, he relied on the Book of Inheritance as a safeguard to prevent irreparable harm.

Even with precautions, Ethan had encountered several close calls. Twice, the Mother Box had nearly drained him of all his ntal energy. Once, his ntal focus beca lost within the artifact, and it was only with great effort that he managed to pull himself back.

Despite the risks, the rewards were undeniable. As rlin had once explained to him, Ethan's spiritual power was gradually solidifying.

Previously, his spiritual energy had been akin to formless clouds of mist. Now, those clouds were beginning to condense into sothing tangible—a small patch of solid ground.

In the future, as this "ground" expanded, it would grow into a vast foundation. At that point, Ethan would possess everything needed to nurture true magical power.

He was still far from that stage, but taking this first solid step was a milestone worth celebrating.

More importantly, as his ntal power condensed, it beca increasingly difficult for other ntal power users to infiltrate his mind without his knowledge. Even if soone as skilled as rlin attempted to invade his thoughts, it would imdiately trigger Ethan's awareness.

Compared to when he had rely touched the threshold of magical practice, Ethan could now consider himself a proper magician.

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