Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

2202 Just Who is the Ancestor Here? II

In the expanse of the VOID, Serafina waded through it with 15 other Ancestral Descendants as they monitored the state of destruction of this Dimension, their Aeonic Undead continuing to release bursts of NULLITY every now and then to increase the pace of progression while waiting for the unknown enemy in the dark!

And..they did not have to wait long.

'Hmm?

Serafina's eyes shone sharply as the Boundary of Death pulled her senses towards something new.

Something that stepped out of the folds of Reality as a dazzling crimson gold sword led the way forward!

A sword that when Serafina and the other Descendants squinted, they saw a half-moon crescent disk attached behind it as it released waves of power.

The being to step out of it was a massive silver black Dragon- a past Dimensional Hellion Ruler who was known as the Mirror of Death and someone that all Descendants recognized from the memories shared by CHARLEMAGNE to prepare them for all the beings with a level of importance in the Barren Lands.

Among the information that the Rulers of the Quantum Dimension shared, the names and identities of other Rulers were the basics!

Serafina's eyes released a powerful light as she scrutinized the appearance of this Mirror of Death that she considered far beneath her, his surroundings becoming filled with the aura of death as Legions of Undead appeared with him.

Undead that caused Serafina to sneer in distaste as she spoke out with regality.

"I have seen death. What you show before us...is barely a cusp of death!"

Serafina spoke coldly as the Gehenna Aeonic Undead Daemons around her growled, their eyes only carefully gazing at the radiant sword chained to a half disk that released waves of EPOCH around this being!

But apart from this, the measly Undead Legions were nothing to worry about.

at

SHAA! SHAA!

foldings in space ruptured out as more and more figures

Empress with cold

adorned in a purple battledress and shining with

with a verdant head of hair and beard as he

golden haired girl shining

The Longest Dream and all the rest that were granted the False Epochal Blades of Quintessence appeared with their clones one after another as they faced the terrifying grandeur of Ancestral

as they wanted to see if this was enough

the other Ancestral Descendants gazed at them with extremely coldness and apathy as a Descendant with Obsidian wings of deathly light behind his back stepped close to

the Oldest Tree Albus, Guinevere..all of you were left to be leading figures of your Dimensions by the Will of the Ancestors and

WAA!

Rulers were recognized from the information these beings were provided as let's not forget- all of them were connected in one way or another as the Lineages ruling over Dimensions extended to the Ancestors and Ancestral Descendants outside

rebel against them was an impossibility, and all Rulers were

Yet...

the False Epochal Blade of Quintessence in her hands

past her may have agreed with them

she not observed what a ridiculous reality

Yet towards her words...

are you, child? To speak so arrogantly towards

...!

they were given, Rulers like Eowyn who were considered Dead through the hands of OPPENHEIMER and absent over

clear

False Epochal Blade of Quintessence, choosing to make the first move even though she knew she stood no chance against the beings