Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Chapter 3186 The Commonwealth! III

The figure was that of an old man.

Seeming entirely human without a speck of fur or tail that many of those from the Commonwealth seemed to hold.

His stature was that of an old man, and yet his hair and long beard were black and brimming with Vitality.

He was adorned in a white robe that seemed to hide a robust body underneath, with his pupils dark and cloudy as if they held countless planes of existence within.

In the center of the constructs that looked like Hourglasses, this old man had been walking around when he suddenly raised his head- his eyes squinting as he voiced out in this vast space.

"A sliver of something peering here…going by the fact that nobody from the Commonwealth would be spying on this place or me, this gaze should be one of someone from this Omniverse wanting to see just who has invaded their home."

…!

The old man spoke calmly as he went back to walking around the hourglass constructs, checking them as he passed.

"I commend you for your capabilities and guts. Are you wondering what all these little trinkets are? Whether you've found an answer to what the Commonwealth is doing in this Omniverse?"

His eyes seemed filled with immeasurable wisdom and age as after stroking one last hourglass, he walked towards the absolute center of this space and sat down.

Before him, a golden fire bloomed as a tea kettle came into existence, two cups appearing opposite the kettle as the old man breathed out with tiredness.

"Let's see, by the process of elimination…you wouldn't be that Uttera nor that Imperium. They would want to plan more in their age before they move. Being younger can make one bold in their abilities. So you must be…the youngest faction leader in this place. Osmont, is it?"

…!

within the kettle beginning

man ramble by himself to nothing. As a bonus, I'm currently burning tea leaves from an Omniversal Oak of Existence that an entire Omniverse depended on- the tea born from this is so pricy and hard to even

His gaze was calm.

in this space,

moment, he actually invited him to sit opposite him as while the Authority of the Laborer of the Atlas

WAP!

of colorless singularity appeared beside

distorted greatly before moments later, it transformed

spread out behind his back and feet as he sat down, looking

grabbed

you disseminated to the higher-ups and anyone pertinent already. All analyses they made, your probable psyche, power, and lands governed. The one who holds a Unique Mobile Plane of Existence while also having the youngest probable age of Existence is one that

cup

"And you are?"

An abstruse old man.

unique one as he

man lost in the vast seas of Existence. But those who know me…know

Ashmole!

nodding with contentment as he sipped the tea made from an Omniversal Oak

Sources of Existence that arise across the Omniverses…their differences, and their similarities. The transformation of life itself and exactly what

HUUUM!