Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Chapter 1527: The Soul LV

Noah knew this powerful Overseer had to have just gone through many things as while waiting for the other Clone to arrive, he spoke slowly.

"How is the situation now?"

"...My authority over the Isles of the Gilded Forge has entirely been erased, with the lives and well-being of my people unknown."

"..."

Natalya's shimmering crimson gold hair sparkled with Flames as it danced over her shoulders, her voice steady as her eyes held Flames of anger and sadness!

Noah steeled himself at such a scene as he recalled the many memories he had just obtained from the dead Primordials, his reply coming out as he raised his head to gaze at the faraway Mirror Reality that continued to suck out droves of Mana and 10 Units of the Essence of Reality every minute.

"The ones we took down are connected directly to the Royal Wolf Emperor. Based on the memories I've obtained…they should have used the deaths as an excuse for Conquest."

"..."

Silence reigned in the surroundings as Natalya seemed to know this very well!

his head simply as he felt like he didn't belong in this conversation, his purple blue body floating back slightly as

Legend

question that caused Natalya's eyes to flutter, deep pain rising within them as she spoke out while turning

might of the Primordial stretches further than the scales of the Firmaments as if the Cardinal Royal Wolf Bloodline has set its sight on the Primal Titan Bloodline, they will proceed unhindered with even

WAA!

unable to do anything before…and he is

she spoke, the bow within her hands being grasped

Noah, her eyes going on to gaze at the shimmering Mirror Reality

I confide in you,

Noah feeling his other True

Reality of my own father was destroyed, powerless to do anything or stop it in any way. It wasn't just me…the

…!

I utilized to propel myself to the Eighth and Ninth Firmament and ultimately…Reality. If I were to achieve Reality…I told myself that I wouldn't just stand by. That unlike all the other Legends, I would have the backbone to move against the one who

voice were palpable as she floated beside Noah, her eyes turning to once more stare at him head on as

your Identity as a Peerless Forger, I had simply thought you would be an existence that would be a piece to help me achieve what I wanted…to the point that

arcs of gold light as she spoke up to this point, her eyes only focused

us. After going through that and understanding just the cusp of the capabilities you have shown me…I have to first apologize

the serene golden rivers of essence that had returned to the surrounding space as her sonorous

you help me, O Peerless Forger? Will you sate just a little of my anger…Noah Osmont? Just until I gain the capability to kill a certain Legend of

…!