Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

2834 Love that cannot be repaid!

The Quintessential Dowager gazed at the three dazzling royal purple colored Middle Grade Tyranny Planalith Krystallos as her eyes were filled with a sense of brilliance.

[The best possibility is even something as great as this…]

Low Grade Planalith Krystallos could be forged en masse.

When she saw such a scene and was also exposed to Records of how other Entities had to Refine things like this, Amelia Osmont couldn't help but feel her heart overflowing with pride.

The one who made all of this responsible was none other than her son.

She gazed at the many dazzling Cauldrons constantly drawing in authority as she asked to the open space around her.

[Do you think he knows? How proud I am of him?]

…!

The Quintessential Dowager said such words as her eyes were full of contentment for how far her son had come!

Yet her words were so striking that even the Infinite Hyperversal Haven didn't reply right away, its voice only coming out milliseconds later.

[I'm sure he knows, but it would not hurt to tell him.]

The pride of a mother seeing their child do so exceedingly well.

The impossible mission of a son to pay back all the grace from their parents for raising them!

Amelia Osmont had toiled for months while the Extremity of Quintessence was in her belly. She went through the difficulty of childbirth with the technology of their time as after that, she raised him from a little baby that couldn't even protect itself.

of picking up night shifts to support her family, hoping that his father would not be drunk enough to not even be capable of looking after him

yelling she had to endure as her

yelling and arguments constantly occurring around him- making sure to

show her son a trace of

mother's love- and it could never

[Ah…]

her head as the memories of her

his mother. So she replied to the

sure to tell him

…!

hands towards

Quintessence and

into them, their lids closing as another round of Planalith Krystallos Refinement began in these

Krystallos

in this space, and

Blacksmith's Forge shone with an even more astounding radiance as Low Grade and Middle Grade

of this happened

of this occurred and came to

even greater heights of power as the further he went, the grander

this moment

buzzed as its vision shifted to the murky waters of the Gradations of

very Zenith of the murky layer of the Fourth Gradation

murky waters

the whole Infinite Hyperversal Haven in a state of existence and nonexistence…and yet no changes had occured within the murky waters of the

Quintessential Annals, Vitalis and Vacuous Annals…as if none of these affected

occured since he attained Existential Extremity Authorities- the fact that he

of other Existential Extremity Authorities…they may be capable of the same versatility