Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

2973 An Endless Weaving! III

I let him go!

Such a thought repeated within the shaky Dominium of Anaine as the weavings of Existence…were ultimately all made up of choices.

The weavings of the choices of all beings here were ultimately what led to the current reality.

But some…truly could not accept it!

They had done so much.

They had plotted for so many years!

And for others like Al-Abalem…they had just lost the home to their Legacy.

One's legend and the legend of their Legacy was determined by their capability to generate wealth.

Existential Domains were one of the main methods to generate wealth as a Legacy that had lost their Existential Domain…may as well lose Tier status as a Legacy!

Unless they could accumulate their wealth again through more dangerous means than when compared to Existential Domains.

Or if they had the capability to start up an Enclave and produce niche products to be sold in the Existential Imperium Exchange.

Ultimately, it was all about wealth and resources.

And on this day, barring any entities whose plans and weavings went to waste, the single entity that had lost every ounce of his wealth…was none other than Al-Abalem.

white brilliance covered his body as his Dominium felt Vitalis

but he could no longer feel the sense of absolute control with it to the extent

lost the right of its control as he now shared no connection to Vitalis itself,

other Existential Extremes, and not the one he had focused

...

A tremendous loss.

this moment, his mind

Noah…Osmont!

…!

name was uttered out, thought about, and questioned about at this moment as multiple Legacies and a man of the Imperium stared at a crumbling

distance away from this

of the endless absence of

with a wondrous purple light were watching

they had forms most similar to Eonic Existential Gold Dragons, their visages dangerous and filled with power as the purple hue around their Dominiums rivaled that of Al-Abalem and other Archon

and yet above one of them was a woman robbed in a

not too far away in distance, neither the Observer nor the Archons of the

of the crumbling Existential Domain, the draconian entity that the gorgeous visage of a woman sat on sharpened its gaze

lands actually showed them blatantly destroying an Existential Domain. Shall we make a

…!

callous and filled with immense malice, and yet the

shoulders, her endlessly green eyes serpentine in nature as her Dominium also radiated a purple light- a

[S] glowed in a gorgeous verdant light as this dazzling woman replied

emanated weavings placing the blame on Omniversal Pillagers,

Sanctus Princess, they don't know the first thing regarding Omniversal Pillagers. If even a single one passed through here, not even a shred of our bones

were exchanged by the woman termed Sanctus Princess and the entity she