Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

The figure of Adjudicator Katelyn was floating serenely as essence from the Mirror Dimension freely surged around her- entirely under her control as she stared closely at the figure of the laid back existence who actually didn't bat an eye, and seemed to hold even more importance on the ancient green scroll between them.

No side had begun this confrontation with hostility as they kept it that way, with it merely being a battle of words and will taking place at this moment as force or abilities had nothing in play!

So Noah chose a set of shocking and incredulous words to come out of his mouth that would stop any more discussions- words that nobody would even believe as they were impossible.

"I am merely planning to use them as a reference, with my aim actually being to forge my own Runic Ecriture of Modus Operandi."

…!

OOOOM!

A set of factual words…that nobody would believe!

This was especially so for an existence like Katelyn who knew more mysteries than even most Legends as at Noah's words…

"Hah…" She let out a light chuckle at them while shaking her head.

"The ridiculous thing is the fact that even your reflection in my Mirrors says the words you are saying are true- even when I know they shouldn't be! This is interesting…actually, one of the methods to read them actually comes down to knowing about the being who forged this Runic Ecriture of Modus Operandi or any of the myriad of Runic Ecritures floating out across the Pure-Blooded Cardinal Royal Bloodlines."

The existence who had forged the Runic Ecriture of Modus Operandi currently floating before them!

Noah's eyes twinkled as he pulled upon the many years of memories from the Primordials he had killed, each of them having their idolizing thoughts directed towards a single being that could match a description of the one who had mass produced many different variations of Runic Ecritures of Modus Operandi that the Primordial Bloodlines took hold of.

"The Last Emperor…"

WAA!

Emperor! There were multiple titles for this being, bit his accomplishment were boundless as among a minuscule portion of them- there was his

Ecriture of Modus Operandi will become free for you to browse. His

…!

moved from the verdant floating

deal out of this because of Little Gen…and the fact that you hold a barely discernible trace of a Bloodline from the Mirror

spoke, her fair hands coming to trace the magnificent green scroll before

Bloodline made me sentimental you see, and it is only after I confirmed with your mirror self that you didn't hold any malice towards the Royal Humans that

WAA!

words

you…but, you never told me about the

"..."

pace of this being, eventually shaking her head as the space around her began to break

if you do not know the name. It is akin to paying homage to

space as she spoke, her innocent expression changing slightly as

and kindness right now as naivety. The moment I sense something out of place, I will make a

SHAAA!

next second, leaving Noah to stare at the dazzling green scroll as his will

the existence who countless years ago had done an

Operandi were shielded in the memories of others as Noah could never access the memories of the