Sigurd had traveled through countless dimensions, experiencing all sorts of extraordinary miracles.
He had seen a prophet effortlessly create solid Flame Images as naturally as breathing.
He had even directly witnessed a high-ranking Demon King’s wistful sigh transform into a powerful Flame Image, eventually becoming an entire complete dimension.
“However, nowhere in the world had he ever seen someone who could create the very laws that form a dimension.”
The laws of the Regulated World were truly astonishing.
Let there be light.
When the code was designated as such, the world would forever be bathed in light of a constant intensity.
Let there be life here.
When the code was manipulated that way, bizarre life forms would come to life, completely skipping the processes of generation and evolution.
Moreover, these codes had no physical limitations.
Coordinates could be set as desired, time could be accelerated as desired. As long as the creator wished, the worlds would stretch out infinitely.
“And do you know what was the most mysterious part of it all? The fact that the Oracle who created these beautiful codes was merely a human.”
Not a god, nor some high-ranking Demon King somewhere.
The Oracle of Cornshim.
A spiritual leader of a small clan, whom he…