Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

2986 The Eyes of Vassals! II

She was adorned in a black veil that covered her from head to toe, her fair skin only visible through her eyes as she felt like she was back during her tenure as a Shadow Guard.

It was a position that benefitted her even now as since she was a close aide to the foremost Queen of the Infinite Existential Omniversal Seed, she was blessed with many things.

Her Frozen Queen had given her Fruits of Existence freely as her own Gradations had risen heavily, where even though she wasn't among the die hard fans of power, she arrived at the Seventh Gradation of Extremity!

And now, she was observing the visible change and alterations of the weavings of Entities who had lived for billions of years as they came to understand just which lands they were currently in.

One of the foremost case studies was the Primogenitor of Steel who was among those that reigned supreme in the Vitalis Hyperversal Domain.

After the battle with the Lesser Mimeisthais and the subsequent Loot that was granted to him and many others, the stage of power of this old entity…finally came to reach the Ninth Gradation of Extremity.

And when the scribe watched his expression, he seemed more dazed and lost for the most part as if he was questioning what he was doing for millions upon millions of years before this!

Apart from him, there were others whose expressions were filled with determination as the choices they took led them to a similar stage.

The visage of the Young Emperor Prince Henry was bathed in the golden luster of an Existential Extremity Authority as he also stood at the Ninth Gradation of Extremity, his gaze far above as if he were looking at a shadow of his father that he could never overcome.

Sis Barbatos, another Queen of the Infinite Existential Omniversal Seed, held a stage of terrifying power that seemed to be half in the Gradations of Extremity, and half outside of it.

deal of strength

Ishtar, Sargon, and the Cimmerian Architect who had defeated Mimeisthais of their own and attained enough Fruits of Existence to touch upon the Ninth Gradation of Extremity…along with one unlikely contender that The Scribe had

had fallen from her throne a long

rose as she seemed to

who had

stood at the peak of the

eyes whether

past battles were a stage before her but just as happy, with the figure of Ayame coming and hugging

Yes.

Joy.

some beings could bask in their accomplishments- even if momentarily as

all pulled towards another unique location that seemed

other half in a place recently designed by the

when they opened their eyes, there wasn't any sign of the chains they

gazed far above, they seemed to barely catch

Quintessential Gradations

as in her hands, a white book appeared along with a

an innumerable distance above her, she could almost make out the figures

all around her as they found the blue waters all around them…continued to passively flow into their Existence as they reinforced