Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

2278 The Last True Emperor! I

Across endless swathes of space and time.

In an extremely minuscule portion of the Aeonic Haven of Dissolution, near the very center of the Abecedarian Sacrarium that was akin to a grain of sand in relation to the vast Haven it was contained in.

...!

This voice rang out in her ears.

Her dazzling dark hair flowed past her shoulders as they further brought one's focus on the radiant tan skin that was as smooth as the texture of a mirror galaxy.

Flawless by all accounts, her deep brown pupils swirled with countless layers of Havens of Realities, the threads of multiple Boundaries that had exceeded the 6th Boundary Layer swirling in these eyes as they would never show her anything but the truth.

And she had seen through many falsehoods as she had come across multiple True Emperors that had ascended to the Havens of Extremity for the first time- each one always passing through the Abecedarian Sacrarium that she governed with the vile Vulcan.

She had seen many True Emperors, but she had not seen one who stood before them and uttered out that the positioning- that the rankings of the grandeur and authority were actually off!

And this being didn't just say this as he actually acted and formed a throne that rose across the Crimson Sacrarium Antechamber, crossing the heights of the two mountains on either side that held the thrones of her forces and the forces of the loose Vulcan!

Ophelia gazed at him with sharp eyes as those below her began to stir.

On the thrones nearest to her, a wizened woman with elevated beauty gazed upwards as she asked lightly.

As the golden throne the being had enacted moved higher and higher in space, many beings gazed at it incredulously as even those below her questioned!

And Ophelia's eyes twinkled as she shook her head and gave a command to all those below her on this mountain.

...!

As they watched, the golden Throne exceeded the heights of most others and reached the same level as the peaks of the two mountains, but it didn't just stop there as it...actually floated just a few paces above!

A few paces above even the two Thrones of the Sacrarium Emperors!

handsomeness being captured by Ophelia as the Boundaries within her soul began to weave a story

...!

utterly clear and with utmost

he

was the one all others were waiting for before they

and stationed himself so grandly as if everything

of women on the thrones below Ophelia to open their jaws with incredulity, while Ophelia herself...a playful smile came on her lips

none were moving with such conviction as the one she had

to grant her the position of the Sacrarium Emperor of the initial Lands they had first arrived

Vulcan was the muscle...and she was the

Seer in

prominent beings and other Sacrariums Emperors in charge of

But they didn't know.

how close she had gotten her Boundary of Wisdom

stirred in her Aeonic Soul at this moment as the many things she had discerned these past few days began to appear

but she didn't expect their

covering them entirely as they locked onto the being who gazed towards all the thrones on the two mountains as if they were beneath

bellow reverberated out from the mountain to

the Sacrarium Emperor

order and spoke

as waves of authority of a

BZZT!

never finished. They couldn't

lock onto him, an aura that could instantly

him that the moment he finished his words, his

came in, because this was what he really felt his Soul telling him at this moment even though he was an existence that had already achieved a 6th Boundary

had locked onto him seemed like

as if to make it

throne and focused on Commander Lanka specifically, his voice echoing out

...!

spread out Wills here to gaze out in utter confusion and skepticism emanated

Lanka? Towards the right hand man of Sacrarium

her ridiculously beating heart at being pulled along on such