Time passed quickly. As Merlin kept devouring the Latitude Cosmoses, his Illusory World continued to expand until it was almost the size of fifteen or sixteen Latitude Cosmoses. Then, Merlin stopped.
Currently, Merlin was the Absolute Being of a Minor Cosmos. Of course, a Minor Cosmos the size of fifteen to sixteen Latitude Cosmoses was still considered quite insignificant. At most, Merlin was considered one of the bottom-most existences among the Minor Cosmos Absolute Beings. Nonetheless, compared to the short amount of time since Merlin had become a Controller, his progress was quite admirable.
Based on his current abilities, he had already surpassed Aruba, who had lived for countless latitude years. This was the unbridgeable gap between the Free Beings and the Controllers.
"Swish."
It seemed that Tyron had been watching Merlin closely. Once Merlin was done devouring the incomplete Latitude Cosmoses, Tyron reappeared.
"Merlin, how is it?"
