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"The increase in power is truly rapid!"
In the Fairy Tail world, George watched as his small internal world expanded rapidly after his advancement to the Single Universe level. He couldn't help but let out a sigh of amazement.
The clones in the Magician Apprentice world and the Harry Potter world were stacking, devouring, and fusing with new worlds. This caused his main body and the worlds of his other clones to be synchronously affected, resulting in a massive expansion. Even if he did nothing at all, his strength was increasing drastically with every passing moment.
Normally, after just advancing to the Single Universe level, it would be difficult for his strength to improve significantly in a short period.
But there was no helping it; this was simply his fate!
"I hope the Creator of this world is also easy to talk to."
Releasing his own power, George began to search for the Creator of the Fairy Tail world. A moment later, he reached out and tore open a rift leading to the Chaos.
"As expected, the Creator of this world is also at the Multiverse level."
He had already seen the stories regarding the Fairy Tail world from Ilúvatar. He knew that besides Earthland, where he was currently located, there were several parallel worlds like Edolas. This indirectly proved that the Creator had reached the Multiverse level.
Moreover, magic was extremely common in the Fairy Tail world, and there were dimensions like the Celestial Spirit World. It was by no means a weak world. At the very least, he believed this Creator was definitely stronger than the one from the Harry Potter world.
Even within the Multiverse level, the gap in strength could be vast.
Aside from individual combat power, the most important standard for measurement was the worlds the Creator had made. The stronger the worlds, the more powerful the Creator.
The first criterion was quantity. Naturally, a Creator who made many parallel worlds was stronger than one who made few. For example, if one created four parallel worlds and another only three, assuming the world levels were identical, the one with four would be stronger.
The second criterion was quality, which could be further divided into three aspects.
The first aspect was the number of life-bearing planets and the advancement level of the civilizations within them. Comparing created worlds, a world like George's, which currently only had one life-bearing planet with life still in the evolutionary stage, certainly couldn't compare to the Marvel Universe, which possessed countless life-bearing planets and highly developed civilizations.
The second aspect was the physical size of the world. The size of George's current world was roughly equivalent to a solar system in a normal universe.
The third aspect was the power level of the life forms within those planets.
In the Harry Potter world, wizards like Dumbledore and Grindelwald were already the peak. In the Fairy Tail world, however, there were simply too many powerful mages. There were also Gods, Demons, Dragons, and more.
After comparing the two, George noted that while the Harry Potter and Fairy Tail worlds had a similar number of parallel worlds, the quality of the Fairy Tail world was significantly higher. Therefore, he judged that the Creator of the Fairy Tail world was stronger than the Creator of the Harry Potter world.
Of course, this was just a judgment standard he had summarized himself. The specific strengths and weaknesses would only be known after a fight.
Sometimes, if quantity is pushed to the extreme, or quality is pushed to the extreme, there is no need to consider other factors. Just like Marvel, which has infinite parallel universes and is birthing new ones every moment. Conversely, the Primordial World of Chinese mythology (Honghuang) only requires one sufficiently massive universe to be no less powerful than Marvel's infinite parallel universes.
"Found it!"
Entering the Chaos, George quickly discovered a temple that bore the distinct stylistic characteristics of the Fairy Tail world. Flying to the main gate of the temple, he called out with great politeness:
"I am George, here to pay a visit!"
"Enter!"
The temple doors opened, and a voice devoid of any emotion rang out from within.
George did not hesitate and stepped into the temple.
However, the moment he stepped inside, the temple doors slammed shut with a boom. An aura of decay and death rapidly materialized within the hall. Immediately following this, an old man wearing black robes and holding a magic wand appeared before George's eyes.
"I wonder what is the meaning of this?"
George raised an eyebrow instantly. He could feel a thick, intense malice radiating from the old man before him. Furthermore, the instant the temple doors closed, he discovered that the entire structure was wrapped in powerful energy, seemingly forming a massive cage.
"I originally intended to wait a while longer, for you to become stronger and accumulate more energy within your body, before consuming you. However, since you took the initiative to come to my door and are already capable of breaking through the world barrier to enter the Chaos... then I cannot let you remain. If you were to run away one day while I wasn't paying attention, it would be a huge loss."
A grotesque smile appeared on the old man's face. He looked at George as if he were looking at a plate of delicious food.
"Do you know who sent me to your world?" George frowned upon hearing this, but he steadied his mind and deliberately asked a rhetorical question.
It was normal that he had been discovered; he had used quite a bit of magic from other worlds here, and this old man was a Multiverse-level Creator. He just hadn't expected that the old man hadn't attacked earlier because he was waiting for George to grow so he could devour his power—treating him like livestock to be fattened up.
According to his speculation, the reason his clones could come to this world was most likely due to Old Ancestor Hongjun. And Hongjun had definitely visited this world before.
If the old man guessed his identity, given Hongjun's power, as long as George didn't cross the line, he shouldn't be targeted. Just like Ilúvatar in Middle-earth and the Creator in the purple jade disc from the Harry Potter world—they were both friendly toward him.
But looking at the situation now, it seemed Hongjun's "face" didn't work everywhere. He couldn't hold onto this assumption anymore, taking for granted that the Creators of the worlds his clones visited would be friendly.
"Who sent you here? Of course I know. Who else could it be but that fellow Hongjun!"
A look of venomous resentment appeared on the old man's face.
"If not for him, I wouldn't be on the verge of losing control over the worlds I created, nor would I be suffering from such grievous injuries. But it doesn't matter. Since you were sent by him, devouring you will serve as partial revenge. Moreover, consuming you will allow me to recover a significant amount of my strength. Then, I can take the worlds I created and shift my location in the Chaos. That way, that guy won't be able to find me, and he won't be able to avenge you!"
It turned out that a long time ago, when Hongjun was traveling through the Chaos, he accidentally discovered this old man and his created worlds. Hongjun had barged in, wanting to record the stories happening within those worlds.
As a high and mighty Creator who had formed four worlds, and considered an expert within the Chaos, the old man was naturally arrogant and prideful. He didn't recognize Hongjun and, seeing that the visitor didn't carry a world with him, assumed Hongjun's strength was mediocre. Thus, he harbored evil intentions and tried to devour Hongjun.
The result was that Hongjun slapped him into critical condition with a single strike. His physical body and soul were nearly annihilated, and he was forced to serve as a slave for a month.
After Hongjun left, he had been nursing his wounds for all these years, only recently recovering a fraction of his vitality.
(End of Chapter)