Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

2942 Dominium! IV

These prompts rose before the eyes of Athena and Eowyn as they only held question marks, and they weren't able to see the scene of a golden illusory hologram rising from the Lesser Mimeisthai they had just killed- a new invisible assassin being born to add to the ranks of a deadly army under the Extremity of Loot!

But seeing the changing tide of the battle, they focused and moved to reinforce others.

The Weavings of Noah's extremes through them only became prominent as it was clear that from now on…the challenge of the Lesser Mimeisthai would become an inevitability for them to handle.

All that waited on the opposite side was the allure of Loot, with this challenge from the Codex of Extremity for the second day of Mors Apokalypsis being considered a win for the Infinite Hyperversal Haven once more!

And yet even as the Lesser Mimeisthais became oppressed with the battle dropping in their favor, their eyes remained shining brightly as they continued to collect information.

As they continued to grasp the weavings of the forces of the Extremity of Quintessence!

As if the Codex of Extremity was planning for something even grander for the next day of Mors Apokalypsis!

And truly, in response to what had just occurred with the Extremity of Quintessence…the Codex was already on the move.

It sought to cook up something profound to achieve its set purpose for the next day.

So even though the second day had just begun and its forces were already done for, it began to move and prepare for tomorrow right away.

And this…would have shocking implications for certain Entities.

In the Archaeos Vitalis Pylos.

[Hoo…]

Archon Basileus Al-Abalem rose up on a bed shimmering with soft white clouds as he stretched with contentment, multiple figures of dazzlingly beautiful Basileus being visible on this bed breathing out with exhaustion.

all to see, his chest showing intriguingly intricate runic weavings as he floated from the bed and towards a crystal table holding a mountain of Fruits of

his glorious

and strengthening over eons, and being able to put his hands on any Entity he

would ever tire

his caliber who held

HUUM!

hand that was reaching out to one of the few hundred Fruits on the crystal table touched nothing but air,

gaze of contentment instantly faded as an instant later, he bellowed

"WHAT!"

BOOM!

cracked and distorted as even the figures on the bed behind him shrieked, their bare bodies thrown back from the pressure as white gold blood leaked from

it felt like the very Soul Dominium of the Archon Basileus Al-Abalem was pressing down on everything- and they may very well die from it if

Archon Basileus Al-Abalem was currently aflame with rage as the hundreds of Fruits of Existence before him disappeared, and he felt

a development was an obscene one, with all of Archaeos

spread out

the Archaeos Vitalis Pylos, and it even

of Mors Apokalypsis had just begun, and the Codex was already taking

out towards it- what the hell would

at this moment, Al-Abalem shockingly counted that 33% of his remaining reserves of Fruits

"..."

was his question, but

immeasurable flames of anger as at this moment, his Soul Dominium remained oppressively in the

a corner of the Archaeos Vitalis Pylos, Basileus Anaine could also be seen with a stern expression, gazing unblinkingly at the bright

due to a

by name and distinction as at this moment, they

what was the Extremity

of Extremity crossed distances that others would take their whole

thinner as droves