Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

2879 Call out to the Weaver!

Words that seemed so easy to say, and yet their weight was something others truly could not bear!

Under the blooming authority of multiple Dikastes of Extremity, the Extremity of Quintessence voiced out that if the most powerful entities of the Vacuous and Vitalis Hyperversal Domains wished to break free of the influence of the Dikastes- they simply had to call out to him.

These simple words from the perspective of the Dikastes of Extremity were akin to a single Corrupted Seed seeking to spread its corruption wantonly to other Seeds!

And yet they couldn't contain these words.

After they weaved out and struck into the hearts of all Entities here, many had complex gazes as the visage of the Extremity of Steel seemed filled with age as he sighed.

He had been looking around earlier even after the Vitalis Dikastes revealed themselves as he didn't expect the reveal to be this drastic.

To the extent that now, after what he had said…there was no going back.

So he was the first.

His extremes buzzed as with the vast majority following a certain flow, he called out.

[O Weaver.]

HUUM!

The moment the words were uttered, a paradoxical light of existence and non-existence flashed.

Amidst the swirling cluster of records, extremes, and existence, Noah himself was in the midst of a terrifying storm as prompts rose before his eyes!

[The weavings of hope andeons of extremes call out to you.]

The moment the intent of Extremity Steel flowed, he was alerted as the Weaver!

gathered en masse as just when this authority began

Off was activated automatically after

miniscule shred(0.0005%) of the Authority of your enemy was

and purifying the foreign

of the Undefined Existences has reached the

Off was being triggered constantly since the arrival of over a dozen Dikastes of Extremity, and it was to the extent that during the 'Log On' where Noah would return to existence

of surrounding intent was

teleported towards the space where new entrants were about

the number of .0001 had changed to .0005 as his identity as the Weaver instantly increased how much authority he could devour during Log On

Gradation, his identity as the Weaver moved as his burning Vermillion flames instantly locked onto the one who had called out to him, their existence becoming wrapped by the light of

the Vitalis Annals of

Extremity Authority of

fantastical occurrence

of extremes call out

of hope and eons of extremes call

…!

more Entities called out to the

the number was nowhere near enough to how many powerful beings in the Gradations of Extremity were in the Existential

descend in the region of the Veil of Arcadia again, this time, it was carrying images and

the Primogenitor of Dust and Sword to force them to

their bidding in their War against me as the rest of you…may soon follow. Escape your bindings and

BOOM!

weaving intent reached unfathomable

light spread out

andeons of extremes call

[The weavings…!]

[The weavings…!]

called out to him en

many, and they all did not want to live under the threat of