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.

his father would not be drunk

yelling she had to endure as her husband told her how Noah's crying had kept him up all

constantly occurring around him- making sure to always show a smile on her face even as

son a trace of happiness even if

was a mother's love- and it

[Ah…]

as the memories of her

still his mother. So she

sure to

…!

her hands towards

Quintessence

of Colorless and Cerulean light began to flow into them, their lids closing

figure of the Quintessential Dowager, a mountain of Planalith Krystallos was already

brilliance was occuring in this space, and this

space, the Blacksmith's Forge shone with an even more astounding radiance as Low Grade and

of this happened

this occurred and came to fruition because

the further he

at this moment

of the Extremity of Quintessence buzzed as its vision shifted to the murky

a heavy pressure and might at the very Zenith

waters

Quintessential Annals of Extremity, broken off from Vitalis and Vacuous, and had the whole Infinite Hyperversal Haven in a state of existence

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

Authorities- the fact that he didn't have the overabundance of chains holding him down and making his progress across

may mean that if there were any Primogenitors or Controllers of other Existential Extremity Authorities…they may be capable of