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?"

…!

his beard, the tea within the kettle beginning to release golden steam as

currently burning tea leaves from an Omniversal Oak of Existence that an entire Omniverse depended on- the tea born from

His gaze was calm.

there was someone in this space, and

Authority of the Laborer of the Atlas of Existence burned around

WAP!

point of colorless singularity appeared beside the

distorted greatly before moments later, it transformed into the handsome visage of Noah in

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

the old man smiled at him with interest as he nodded and grabbed the tea kettle, pouring golden liquid brimming with Existence onto the

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 caught my eye. Emperor

information were revealed as Noah took the cup holding the

"And you are?"

An abstruse old man.

his disposition was a unique one as he smiled while taking a sip

But those who know me…know me as

Ashmole!

an even more unique occupation, this being nodding with contentment

Existence. The variety of Sources of Existence that arise across the Omniverses…their differences, and their

HUUUM!