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.

moved to accomplish

dazzling RUINATION while adorning the cosmic form- this

.

BOOOM...CRACK!.

edges of mirror-like shards as Noah looked around him before seamlessly stepping into these shards of mirrors, with his figure beginning to disappear

close behind as she stepped in with even more ease, their destination being the wondrous and more

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

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

in the Ninth Firmament of Ascendancy then. With his more recent knowledge, he could ascertain that they were more than likely A Legend's Visage or an existence with even more power who was close to becoming a Legend as when he did so…he would more than likely be replaced by another Bloodline Master as no Legend would wish to merely oversee the day to day workings

teleported to his region not just because this being was a target, but because he was the only

this True Sanguine

Yes. Farming!

OOOM!

as they were pulled upon, a few strings loosened in relation to the veil of his own identity, but only in focus with this

it for no other reason than the fact that after he reduced it to a certain level, the concepts of existences overseeing the Primordial Blacklist would be activated as those who

he now merely waited for the fish to come

of this particular clone as, taking our eyes away from this one, we would come upon another True Sanguine Clone that was currently in the depths of the Blacksmith's

make normal Ninth Firmament existences drool were lying out in mountainous piles as nearby- another True Sanguine Clone could be seen hammering down as the allure of an enlightened Primordial Relic could already be seen