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!

colored light gathered en masse as just when this authority

and Log Off was activated

Authority of

Authorities are refining and purifying

Undefined Existences has reached the Golden

over a dozen Dikastes of Extremity, and it was to the extent that during the 'Log On' where Noah would return

of surrounding intent was filled with harmful Weavings as he

automatically teleported towards the space where new entrants were about to

.0005 as his identity as the Weaver instantly increased how much

even more on the Seventh 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 Paradox, Tyranny, and Infinity as they began

Annals of

time, the Existential Extremity Authority

a fantastical occurrence

of extremes call out

of hope and eons

…!

called out to

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

his weaving unfurled with glory as he let it descend in the region of the Veil of Arcadia again, this time, it was carrying images and illusory scenes of what had occurred outside of his Dungeon

of Extremity currently hold hostage those with the Primogenitor of Dust and Sword

the Dikastes of Extremity hold the main bodies of the Primogenitors of Vavulcan, Tenebrosity, and many others to do their bidding in their War

BOOM!

intent reached unfathomable

colored light spread out

of hope andeons of extremes

[The weavings…!]

[The weavings…!]

called out to him

not want to live