Under the rejection of the planet's will.
The transmigration Warlock's figure gradually disappeared in front of a stone door covered with dense runes.
The moment the transmigration ritual took effect, Roger peeked out of curiosity. He saw an endless vortex, and in the depths of the vortex, there were distorted figures.
One face after another quickly passed by.
Roger didn't know them.
However, he could sense an undefiable aura from them.
According to the information introduced by the transmigrator Warlock.
These people were all life forms from many universes.
They came and went from different universes.
In pursuit of a higher level of power and goals.
What Roger saw wasn't actually them in person, but just their shadows that were inadvertently cast under the river of fate as they walked through the high-dimensional space.
Just this.
He could feel the terrifying power.
Not even heavenly gods had given him such pressure.
