Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

"You all...gave me a lot of trouble."

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Like a thunderclap descending down, the voice jolted everyone as their eyes were forced to focus on the being that had erupted out of the Universal Construct!

His dark hair fell to his shoulders as his blue eyes illuminated the surroundings a cerulean color, his body enclosed by a black robe that screamed power and regality.

The cerulean planetary-sized eyes moved faster than light as they took in everything, landing on the bodies of the Blue Slime as they lingered here with interest before they quickly locked on to the figure of the Oathkeeper!

The existence that had Primordial Essence practically leaking out of him as he held a Cosmic Treasure on one hand a Sword of Primordial Essence on the other.

The Antiquity saw one of the most important things he had to gain from this trip as the instant he locked onto the Oathkeeper's figure, his hand that eclipsed all of them began to move forward!

He had just arrived as without wasting even a second, he made a move and thrust out a palm forward!

Due to its sheer size, it didn't seem like it was just going for the Oathkeeper as it looked like an enormous palm that would smash into every single one of the Hegemonies in the surroundings.

At such a juncture, the black hole on the Goliath's head shone vibrantly as his voice actually echoed out in a fearless fashion towards the Antiquity.

"Great Usurper! The condition was for us to be shown the path towards Antiquity...and the guarantee of our lives!"

RUMBLE!

"None of us here can face death under your hands...the moment you do so would mean revoking the rights of your descent!"

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knew enough to voice this out fearlessly as the enormous palm of the

"Death...huh?"

spoke out in a mighty tone as his eyes concealed many

to burn to get here. The sacrifices he had to make. Ultimately...his plans for

them reflected on his eyes before his eyes as he found it laughable that these beings before him would

these words. But...when it comes to you all, death is much too simple, and it is not

RUMBLE!

words echoed out as they meant nothing to Oathekeeper and the others, but to

'What the fuck?'

only stemmed from his homeworld,

famous poet! To be or

very quickly linked them to something back in his homeworld, and he didn't think such specific things could be heard from

monstrous being not even from the same Universe or Cosmos as him be able to utter such words?! How did an Antiquity that

with questions, he still made his

from life and death, aside from being or not being...there is also an in-between. There is

Ah!

him turned ashen at such words, replaying them

and death...there were other states

something that these

Goliath of the Primordial Cosmos shook at such a reality as

misery, with you all constantly struggling to make

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