Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

2243 The Halcyon Plane of Loot! II

This was what Theseus had called out as his body that was drawn and strung like a Sword harmonized gloriously, his Soul fervently seeking the thin barrier preventing him from crossing a critical threshold of Extremity!

He could feel his Aeonic Soul squeeze out everything it had and intricately set up the name he wished to represent his Sixth Boundary Layer of the Sword.

It wasn't yet complete, but he sought to complete it today as under a threat of danger he would only feel if he were traversing the Vaults of Extremity- he would overcome it and rise to even greater heights!

Even though he breathed easier after feeling the 4,000 Aeonic Soul Damage Values this being expressed, he still didn't let his guard down as he trusted in his instincts.

The 9 clones before him...still posed a level of danger as he would use this to sharpen himself.

And if it was a greater danger than even he expected...he would dance the line of life and death as at such a juncture, making a breakthrough to an even greater level was much easier.

In the case that his enemy turned out to be overwhelmingly stronger to the extent that Theseus could not fully use the pressure to forge himself, he also would not be averse to retreating!

After all, Life was the most critical thing to beings like him as even if he wasn't able to make a breakthrough here today, he would have many billions more years to so- so long as he was alive.

So the preservation of life was the most critical thing for them as Theseus knew the NOBLESSE not too far from him would do exactly the same if this enemy before them had any more surprises!

So he called upon the Planar Pantheon of the Halcyon Sword as over 95% of it was now covered by his Soul, his control becoming ever greater as all this 959% represented Aeonic Soul Damage Values.

A white gold glint flashed as a Pantheon descended to cover everything.

around an existence that they could manipulate freely with their souls, where anyone caught in their boundary would find it hard to survive unless they released their own Boundary

Theseus envisioned...was glorious in both stature and power as above them, the VOID was parted speedily as the tip of a very real titanic sword descended- shining with white gold glory as it extended a golden domain to cover the 9

the skill that Theseus released

this sword released being supported by pillars of sword light that stood anchored in space, forming into the beautiful shape of

Aeonic Soul Damage Values surged forward as

sword light under his Pantheon, intent on fully finishing this move as he could feel...the 6th Boundary Layer was infinitely

soul cried out with fanaticism as torrential tendrils of white gold sword light snaked out towards all 9 clones

mattered not how many

vast areas as if the enemies were weak,

type attack as for him, taking his Boundary to the 6th Layer was only a matter of time- not

been feeling a threat in the very same Planes of the being he was waiting to mature...it

where he

of his brethren after they were drained of their very Aspects of Existence, and his vow as he was lucky enough to trace one of them

He was patient.

He was calculating.

his actions, and he just needed to complete everything as he released the shackles on his

HUUUM!

Sixth Boundary that was close

he sought to ascertain the full extent of the anomaly before

.

WAA!

darker waves of Obsidian light erupted out, overlapping with the without conflict as the darkness

stemming from his body were an amalgamation of multiple Boundaries with the VOID being at the very core, the scenes of tendrils

heads of