Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

The First and the Last Crimson Panaceas were the most treasured things in the Initiation Step of the Extremity Vein of a Haven!

As the last Haven to undergo Extremity Sanctification, there were bound to be variations or changes- but this point had so far remained the same.

Like titanic protectors, the Leviathans of Dissolution moved to protect the blooming Crimson Extremity Panacea while this Living Aeonic Treasure had its own Will.

At this time, the truly prominent and powerful Scions made a move.

Erikson of the Sima Clan.

Ayame of the Infinite Extremity.

Atlas of the Plum Sword of Extremity!

And coming in a little later after the battles with the Leviathans of Dissolution started...were the powerful Scions who didn't even bother to speak like the eradicated Phos.

True powerhouses that were forged by Inheritances whose achievements were recorded in the Aeonic Annals of Extremity!

Beings who only considered existences like Erikson, Atlas, or Ayame as those who could even possibly rival them.

ROAAR!

Scion known as Cybele who stemmed from another

roar shook the waves of power released from the Leviathans and the Crimson Extremity Panacea as her humanoid form transformed into a massive black serpent at least four times larger than the average size

had two ferocious draconic heads at the front and where the tail should be, massive obsidian flaming wings erupting at the very center as such a being circulated over a

it cascaded with waves of pressure that would

as bright as Cosmos as a single white colored wing expanded behind him and stretched out for over a

of the

he filled with light, his eyes releasing bright beams that seemed like tendrils surging out to wrap around the Crimson

opposite to Bharatam, a purple

holding compressed clusters of Realities in her hand as a beam of light erupted out, her eyes smiling devilishly as she was Antoinette

then off to the side, above all others, a dark haired man floated grandly as he held a

on as the vast reality

billowed with power as his paintbrush began to move, depicting and drawing the figures of the beings before him as the clearer they became, the more oppressive a

Leornado Leopold of the Canvas of

made of indestructible Aeonic Stones, Metalloids, and Crystalloids surrounding him as the pressure they gave off was akin to the

there were dozens of

from the Sculptors of Extremity- a

as others were of the same Clan or Inheritances, their power not being any lesser or just slightly behind as these...were the generations of powerhouses that would produce the next true experts among the

own mighty power as an unknown number of them were Mutated Entities, while others simply had too deep of a

as this region became entirely chaotic, the massive bodies of the Leviathans of Dissolution roaring out and moving with utmost grandeur as a terrifying

eyes were radiant as he looked at all

Different forms of powers.