Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

2466 No Mercy! I

Henry gazed at the fantastical scene of the expansion of utterly massive Aletheian Hyperversal Planes that used to be small Dimensions not too long ago.

His sight focused on the lowest layer which was the past Dream Dimension as he saw rapidly proliferating sandy gold mountains that were as massive as cosmos, with some snaking across the land to be as stupendous ancient holy lands!

They seemed like a mere glimpse of the titanic Reality Passages he at times saw in his father's Origin along with the unbreakable pillars of stanchions of glorious light.

A sense of profundity was contained within as he watched this process, with his thoughts disorganized as he pondered about what to do for his own Origin.

There were a great deal of opportunities from his father, and if he grasped this one to forge something utterly unimaginable…

HOONG!

While in his thoughts, he felt the booming aura of an Apex Aeonic Lifeform behind him as the visage of Orion came to a stop a few meters from him.

His own gaze was a mix of emotions as this was an Ancestor of the Lernaean Lineage who was the very first True Emperor of the past Barren Lands!

Henry knew why he was here as he spoke calmly towards this being even though he should have been someone of much higher status than him!

"Have you come to take back your eyes?"

a truly short

spoke to a being that had lived for billions of years

shaking

my connection to them, I never tried to regain it as without them, my vision only continued to expand. But…they are still part of me. I wish to know how they have been used. I wish to know

that of an old man wishing to ease his heart as Henry turned towards him briefly before turning his gaze back

light as he began

last person to have them, however briefly it was, was a child known as

utterly young soul and one who had experienced too

BOOM!

A shocking battle!

around him was still at 0, yet the force his enemy released was still enough to

Golden

lips as he remained carefree, bending down to pull one of his beach slippers

gone and made me draw my weapon. Are you

grasped the slipper in his hands with shocking dominance as his enemy was a tall humanoid whose entire body was made of

rising pressure in the surroundings as she scoffed, the robe she wore coming off as one could see a glistening automaton skin layered with dense neon lights, her hands forming into pulsing cannon like weapons as her plump

her heart as behind her back,

hate fools like you the most. Fools that have lived a life so good that they take

WAA!

real as they shone with a dangerous glint-

Emperors in the form of neon death drones, yet