Chapter 782 Hecate's Enlightenment
An object would become a blur when it moved fast, a faint shadow when it moved faster, and practically invisible when it moved fastest. But no matter how fast the object moved, traces of its existence would still be sensed.
This is due to its interaction with other matter during its movement.
However, Hecate realized that was only true up until a certain speed. The limitations of the third dimension had restricted her thinking.
In the fourth dimension, everything would be far more complex.
Anything and everything would contain so much more information, and the fourth-dimensional beings had to absorb this information instantly to function normally.
After all, when third-dimensional beings see their third-dimensional world, they immediately recognize the sun and moon, heaven and earth, and mountains and rivers. They don't just freeze to process what they are; they see what they see and know what they know.
In that case, the concepts of speed, space, and time had to be quite different to accommodate the complexity of the fourth dimension.
Furthermore, the fourth-dimensional beings would have the perceptive abilities to view that complexity as something simple.
Once Hecate understood that, she didn't try to limit her imagination by the "what is" but tried to understand the "what if" to get an idea of the concept of fourth-dimensional speed.
Nothing could move faster than the speed of light in the third dimension, but moving faster than the speed of light was most likely normal in the fourth dimension.
What kind of effect would fourth-dimensional speed have?
Furthermore, how could something be proven to exist if it moved too fast to be seen or even felt? And if it had always been the case since the beginning of time, how could it ever be known or thought of?
That was the domain of nihility â If people never knew it existed, then it was the same as never existing.
Because third-dimensional beings were simply incapable of perceiving things beyond their dimension, they could never understand anything outside of Chaos, in the endless sea of nothingness.
Having given a different perception of the endless sea of nothingness, Hecate realized it couldn't be true nothingness.
Why would true nothingness have any effect on that which exists? How could the state of nothing do anything?
After all, their interests aligned, and they would want each other to be as strong as possible to overcome any disaster thrown at them due to their destinies as bearers of nihility.
As such, Vaan was quite curious how Hecate intended to help him raise his strength once he reached her territory.
Nevertheless, that was something he could only find out later.
More importantly, he needed to settle the Great Ratholos Empire and deal with the Vampire Lords and the Evernight Territory.
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A strange scene unfolded before them when Vaan and Hecate returned to the Great Ratholos Empire's imperial capital.
"What are you doing?" Hecate frowned.
Her nine trusted Dreamcatchers were competing with each other, seeing who could last the longest under the gravitational pressure of the black pillar. Evidently, it was their game to kill time and cure their boredom as they waited.
"M-Mistress! You're back!" Fourth Dream exclaimed with surprise and joy despite being informed of Hecate's imminent return. "W-We are competing."
"I can see that," Hecate's frown deepened.
Her Dreamcatchers were all beautiful fairies, trained to be elegant and gentle but also dignified in the eyes of others as they represented her.
However, at that moment, the nine Dreamcatchers were all soaking in sweat, huffing and puffing like animals in heat. Their ethereal image was completely shattered, making her feel embarrassed.
"Who came up with this idea?" Hecate coldly asked.
The nine Dreamcatchers immediately glanced at the Eighth Progenitor subconsciously, causing the latter to feel weak in the knees, especially after her cool gaze shifted to him.
"P-Please have mercy, Great Devil Hecate! I didn't suggest anything! I'm innocent! I merely made an irresponsible remark!" the Eighth Progenitor quickly cried, fearing Hecate's divine pressure would weigh down on him again.
"Oh? What kind of irresponsible remark? Let's hear it," Hecate demanded.