Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

2845 The Weaving of Extremity! VII

Her body was reforged with Quintessence as Vacuous Hyperversal Authority was scorched out of her existence.

After her transformation, strands of dark and white hair flowed to her shoulders as her fair skin glimmered with brilliance, her eyes holding three pupils within that glowed white, black, and gold!

The Purifier of Alchemy and all her glory looked this pristine as currently, multiple Extremes that she controlled weaved together into a flow that bombarded itself into the Cimmerian Architect.

[Selfish!]

BOOM!

Her body was still adorned in a white mourning dress as her power at the Sixth Gradation of Extremity caused the Cimmerian Architect to feel like a heavy weight was constantly pressing down on her!

Light years away in the far distance, Sargon appeared after Ishtar arrived to see this scene as his will spread around with disbelief.

The new lands he was in needed to be ascertained, yes.

But…he felt like a massive weight had been lifted off his shoulders when he saw the Cimmerian Architect alive and well!

He sat down on the space he was floating in and materialized a golden cup that came to be filled with a red liquid, his dark hair messily falling on his burly and muscular figure that was forged from iron working as he tipped the drink in his hands forward.

[I did not fail you, my friend.]

His gaze was deep.

He thought of the dying woman on the Seventh Gradation of Extremity who was on the cusp of achieving the Eighth Gradation, and yet she came to him…dying while holding the tiny hands of a small girl.

He remembered the words she said to him even now.

[Her name…is Elodie. Please, take care of her.]

[...]

him and Ishtar who just happened to be at the time

of the

of Extremity she held and all that power flowing in her existence…how could she possibly

didn't want to day- gazing deeply at the young girl she was leaving

she couldn't see the scene in front of her, and

they needed to keep away from, and who had caused someone

[The Ones…Above Extremity.]

…!

Her final words.

and began folding into itself, her Extremes waning and dying as Sargon and Ishtar watched Extremity Rune Scriptures dim and die right in front

they came

friend's last wishes, and what was more vile was that the daughter she entrusted them with…had also perished at the hands of the same

But no.

There she was.

[Ishtar!]

BOOM!

while dishing out a loving punishment, which also showed where the Cimmerian Architect got

and contentment while speaking

be

as if he knew there was

Sixth Gradation of Extremity, he could see some

Authorities serenely floating across every nook

[You would be correct.]

WAP!

adorned in a royal purple rob appeared, his stature tall and standing above many others as his devilishly handsome looks and demeanor instantly caused all wills light years nearby

the chance to breathe, her figure warping and

me that you brought them