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 enough to not even be capable of looking after him while

her shifts as the sun rose, the yelling she had to endure as her husband told her

his ears to not hear the yelling and arguments constantly occurring around him- making sure to

had to show her son a trace of happiness even if there

love- and it could never be

[Ah…]

the memories of her past faded in the back

far. But she was still his mother. So she replied to the advice of the

sure to tell

…!

moment after, she waved her hands towards the two empty cauldrons and

Quintessence and

with power as wisps of Colorless and Cerulean light began to flow into them, their

Dowager, a mountain of Planalith Krystallos was already beginning to

this space, and this was only the

entirely separate space, the Blacksmith's Forge shone with an even more astounding radiance as Low Grade and Middle Grade Armaments of Extremity

happened

occurred and came to fruition

the further he went, the grander

at this moment

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

at the very Zenith of the murky layer of the Fourth

waters told Noah many things as

Vitalis and Vacuous, and had the whole Infinite Hyperversal Haven in a state of existence and nonexistence…and yet no changes had

Vacuous Annals…as if none of these affected the

already occured since he attained Existential Extremity Authorities- the fact that he didn't have the overabundance of chains holding him down and making his progress across the Gradations so

there were any Primogenitors or Controllers of other Existential Extremity Authorities…they may