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.

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

his glorious

to put his hands on any Entity he found to

tire of

of his caliber who held

HUUM!

thoughts came to a halt as his hand that was reaching out to one of the few hundred Fruits on the crystal table touched nothing but air, the

instantly faded as an instant later, he bellowed out in shock and

"WHAT!"

BOOM!

cracked and distorted as even the figures on the bed behind him shrieked, their bare

as 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 it continued

of Existence before him disappeared, and

an obscene one, with all of Archaeos Vitalis Pylos beginning to tremble as the Dominium of

out all

of Extremity in the space above the Archaeos Vitalis Pylos, and it

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

bellow out towards it- what the hell would need this

even at this moment, Al-Abalem shockingly counted that 33%

"..."

but

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

be seen with a stern expression, gazing

due

of by name and distinction as at this moment, they wondered what

Extremity of Quintessence

the Ninth Gradation of Extremity crossed distances that others would take their whole lifetimes to cross…within

him became thinner as droves