Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Noah's mission for this portion of his soul was to withstand and not fall from the perils of the Dream Dimension while locating tens of thousands of units of the Golden Sand that could only be found within this dimension.

He didn't know how powerful the existences he would come across would be, nor what other treasures might be waiting for him. But he did know that this soul would not leave until it either perished or came back with glimmering Golden Sand to help him forge yet another TABOO Relic!

He began to wade across the gray misty light and into the unknown as before he could even get too far, his soul began to feel wavelengths of dangerous essence emanating from different directions, this essence carrying with it a resonating voice that seemed to be repeating the same thing over and over again that surged into his mind with purpose!

HOOONG!

With ancientness, this voice felt thick and aged as it came in sequence while Noah floated across the thick gray mist!

A penetrative will that seemed like an attack onto the soul itself surged towards Noah as if he wasn't able to bypass it and move to explore the Dream Dimension even more, the journey of this Clone would end very soon!

One thousand portions of his soul were sent out as this was not the end of Noah's plans. Even as his mesmerizing main body slumbered, there were still five other True Sanguine Clones that currently did not have any major tasks.

one, they moved to

the True Sanguine Clones floated in space with the figure of the dazzling RUINATION while adorning the cosmic form- this clone speaking out calmly at this

.

BOOOM...CRACK!.

Noah looked around him before seamlessly stepping into these shards of mirrors, with his figure beginning to

more ease, their destination being

a TABOO relic, and this True Sanguine Clone along with RUINATION would take care of this

a spatial light as he actually disappeared from the Infinite Reality and traveled fast distances, crossing the folds of space to finally appear close to the border of the Primordial Royal Wolf Bloodline that he had he

A Legend's Visage or an existence with even more power who was close to becoming a

because this being was a target, but

because this True Sanguine Clone had the task

Yes. Farming!

OOOM!

upon, a few strings loosened in relation to the veil of his own identity, but only in focus

reduced it to a certain level, the concepts of existences overseeing the Primordial Blacklist would be

was akin to setting bait as he now merely waited for the fish to come to

eyes away from this one, we would come upon another True Sanguine Clone that was currently in the depths of the Blacksmith's Forge where at this moment, the glimmer of bountiful Limit Breaking Tools

Firmament existences drool were lying out in mountainous piles as nearby- another True