Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Coral colored.

Magenta.

It could vary depending on the eyes set on it!

The color seemed deeply red at times as an instant later, the milky white turned it into a beautiful coral light that dazzled one's very soul.

Such a dense hue of wonder erupted from Noah and covered the vast Infinite Plane entirely, even blaring out into the Planar Palisades of Extremity as it stretched out across all parts of Noah!

All parts.

His clones.

His Reified Sources of Extremity.

Everything!

In the utterly chaotic domain filled with floating obelisks and Unequaled Aeonic Leviathans of Dissolution- along with a blossoming Extremity Panacea that was radiating less gold and obsidian light as a crimson grandeur Extremity surrounded it!

Many beings were surging towards it even with the massive Leviathans surrounding it, with some regions in particular showing the discrepancy in the power between Unequaled Reverend Emperors.

In one area, a young woman with a dazzling horn on her forehead cut across space like a stellar ruler of light- the sheer heat emanating from her burning the skin of any nearby Reverends as the area around her was entirely empty- and she seemed like a lone sun that was surging towards Extremity!

She was Ayame of the Infinite Extremity.

with his hands freely entrenched in his pockets- his tan skin radiating wonder as his eyes released a calculative

as at this juncture, he passed by a Scion of an Aeonic Inheritance of Extremity who reacted instinctively to stop the advancement of a competitor- his

bat an eye as he

as if they were never there as the Scion who sent the attack out was instantly filled with immense shock and terror- an

those near him seeing this scene and moving away from this region as some even whispered in the

"It is Master Erikson..."

"The Immovable Reverend!"

this was a sense of discrepancy between Reverends as some were leagues apart

them were filled with pride

at this moment...their

Shock overcame them.

a certain direction, there was the visage of an existence whose very body seemed

the Quintessential Emperor of Extremity that at this

the gazes of shock as the souls of nearly

others felt a strain as in one direction, Ayame turned towards this radiating light in

genuine shock as an moment later, a wild

no longer went towards the blossoming Extremity

barreled forth as if he was a volatile singularity, his hands coming out of his pockets as with an imposing demeanor- everyone on his path was smashed away like a cannonball with the wind

with bright coral grandeur, coming to float opposite him as a sense

woman in a tight fitting suit

we doing,

over a dozen Boundary Essences swirled with purpose and intent- a unique Extremity Circulation Modus Operandi being operated by them as they were ready to follow this being in whatever action

gazed towards him coldly as his stare glanced past him towards the shining Extremity Panacea

if seeing this gaze, Erikson smiled