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!

light gathered en masse as just when

Log On and Log Off was activated automatically after sensing

Authority of your enemy was

Authorities are refining and purifying the foreign Existential

the Undefined Existences has reached

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 again- he wasn't able to do so in the Record of the Veil of Arcadia

surrounding intent was filled with harmful Weavings as

the space where new

as his identity as the Weaver instantly increased how much authority he could devour during Log On and Log Off,

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

Vitalis Annals of

the same time, the Existential Extremity Authority of

a fantastical occurrence as

andeons of extremes

eons of extremes call out

…!

called out to the

enough to how many powerful beings in the Gradations of Extremity were

Arcadia again,

hostage those with the Primogenitor of Dust

the Primogenitors of Vavulcan, Tenebrosity, and many others to do their bidding in their War against me as the rest of you…may soon follow. Escape your bindings and the sword hanging over

BOOM!

weaving intent reached

light spread out all around

hope andeons of extremes call

[The weavings…!]

[The weavings…!]

called out to him

too many, and they all did not want to live