Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

2880 Treachery and Plots! I

This was a place laid out purposefully by Noah- an intermediary to accept the many incoming powerful entities as their Extremes were burned out and filtered!

Very soon, after the arrival of the Primogenitor of Steel…

WAP! WAP!...

One after another, powerful Entities ranging from the Fifth to Seventh Gradations of Extremity appeared as their bodies were being burned of either Vacuous or Vitalis, their eyes coming to hone in on Noah's glorious figure as his voice echoed out.

[Welcome to my Aletheian Dream of Arcadia. Like the Veil of Arcadia you all stemmed from, it is meant to contain the weavings of hopes and dreams…a place to burn away your old reliance on Vitalis and Vacuous Hyperversal Authority before embarking on an entirely different path.]

…!

The Aletheian Dream of Arcadia!

On this day, under the calm gazes of Noah's people, dozens of Entities began to enter one after another as their bodies were being cleansed of Vacuous and Vitalis!

At the forefront, the visage of Steel was bright as with his burning eyes, he called out mightily.

[The Most Recent Honored One- Noah Osmont…you lived and made something grand!]

WAA!

He survived against the Dikastes of Extremity and even enacted a domain like this that could not fall under the gazes of others!

His expression was bright as he looked around and continued.

[Where is this? How can the gazes of the Ones Above Extremity not fall here?]

As he spoke, more and more Entities appeared behind him as the visage of Curagulus also appeared not too far away, his gaze bright as he gazed around with wonder.

Noah's figure was calm as when he opened his mouth to reply…

Marvelous…

…!

A voice boomed out.

But it wasn't just a voice.

It was an intent!

6th Gradation of Extremity whose body was being burnt of the last remaining shreds of this authority, tendrils of Vacuous

blooming intent alarmed the new entrants

because you live between Existence and Non-existence, surrounded by the light of a weaving that keeps you constantly moving across

RUMBLE!

intent spoke, the body of the Entity at the Sixth Gradation of Extremity exploded as in its

A Dikastes of Extremity!

that were previously wrapping around it, its wings held an obsidian transparent

from all the Entities who had arrived in

scrambled away as their extremes began to burn with even more fear and a

made this choice as they

lived even longer and were more perceptive had their gazes turn toward the Most Recent Honored One

unfettered as his hands remained

their sense of calm as

this? Did he plan for this? Did he know this

of Extremity as the serpentine eyes of this entity curved into a cruel smile while its intent weaved

smug, Insurgent? Finding the cave you were hiding in was hard as wondrously, a worthless seed like you led us right to it with

…!

Extremity?

auras blared and emerged as an Entity who was known as the Primogenitor of Bones at the Seventh Gradation of Extremity…had his visage explode as from it, a Vitalis Dikastes of Extremity

TRING!

of a somber symphony echoed out at this moment as far in the distance, the visage of the Bard of Vitalis could be seen as he held his guitar lightly, other instruments manifesting around him as a heavy and sorrowful tune

going on concerned him and didn't concern him at the same time, the Bard sought to

if his existence was extinguished, at least he would have been playing a grand

BOOM!

the body of an entity at the Sixth Gradation of Extremity changed as another Vacuous Dikastes of Extremity appeared, and such a scene continued to play out as multiple Entities who had attended the Existential Symposium…turned out to be Dikastes of Extremity lying dormant

spread out in the surroundings and encircled the

the newly appearing ones, one with a distinct appearance reminiscent of

Corvin of the

me that you love to see the expression of arrogance and narcissism the most on those like me. That I would come to grovel- kneeling at your feet as this expression turns into despair and shock. Do you still feel that same way, Little Rat? Do you feel an overabundance of control at

…!

waters of the Sixth Gradation of Extremity taunted

dreamy sandy gold domain as

Enough.

WAA!

the Legacy of Al-Abalem spoke out grandly

on her chest locked onto Noah's figure as her intent

calmness must mean we've possibly only located one of the caves you hide in,

WAA!