2280 Deterioration I

<...Must I show you that I can cause you to return to the same position below these mountains with a flick of my hand?>

...!

The voice was booming as it covered every portion of space, the situation heating up to an extremely volatile moment as all eyes were ready for a show!

On the second mountain with thrones that were blessed with the figures of a dazzling array of women.

A woman with fiery red hair spoke while gazing towards Empress Ophelia who was currently gazing at everything with a pondering expression.

Her brownish skin that released waves of radiance paired with her brown eyes that released tendrils of Light made her look extremely ethereal, her beauty putting all the other women below her to shame as her lips parted in a reply soon after.

Her pondering expression held a hint of a smile as her voice cascaded down to cover her whole mountain, making her intentions clear to all her people as dozens of Boundary Expansion Realm women with exceptional beauty gazed up towards her expectantly.

Many of them were beings that Empress Ophelia had saved in many suffering situations, their trust in her being something higher than even that they would have had with their parents as they trusted her with their lives!

most...were the Words of Wisdom that stemmed from her

wrong so

towards her and the blooming volatile situation outside, she smiled lightly as her gorgeous eyes blinked to reveal a set of golden words forming into a single sentence that now became

the True Emperor of Quintessence

...!

formed O's with

the power of Empress Ophelia in the picture...what did it mean for her to be advised not to make this being before them an

turning back towards the being floating high in space, their Souls

of Wisdom that caused her to constantly shift her expression from pondering, to a smile, and then

was clear amidst all

being brought into the picture by none other than the

the Abecedarian Sacrarium, a critical situation

one being capable of cutting apart any weak Boundary Expansion Realm existences who even touched a

of these glacial tendrils of NULLITY, across many dangerous cavernous paths...the figures of dozens of truly

his figure that was as sharp as a sword could currently be seen trembling, his voice coming out in shocked whispers

Rodwig- the

like him couldn't help it, because among the many parties of Ancestral Lernaeans and NOBLESSE who sent their Aeonic Soul Clones to search

light forming a cylindrical shape all around. And within this film of light...pulsing obsidian white

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