Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Chapter 3222 Purpose! II

The wings and nine halos of crimson obsidian brilliance behind him retracted into his body.

Purple and blue stellar brilliance flashed as he became shrouded in a purple robe that seemed to be made out of stars, his facial features becoming more defined as he gained more than just singularities for eyes.

His skin still gave off an otherworldly feeling as it held a paint as if he was forged from millions of shattered Cosmos- with his image almost melding with the obsidian stellar brilliance all around the Megalos Beyond!

Behind him, the figures of a shrewd woman adorned in a black dress and a pointed hat appeared, her fair face filled with wrinkles that would remind one of the segmentation of worms as her eyes his immeasurable brilliance.

Beside her, a young woman with white light radiating in her surroundings floated, her visage adorned with a white dress as she held a profound sense of beauty and eyes that seemed filled with insatiable curiosity!

With the visage of an old man with a cane leading at the front, Ozymandias in the middle, and Teo Outerversal Morphons in humanoid forms following from behind…

"Let us go. There are many we must make contact with and gather the support of if you are to last even a single cycle in these Megalos Beyond. Whether you have any connection to the one mentioned in long forgotten Fables or not…will be ascertained in time."

…!

The old man took a step forward.

And their surroundings instantly distorted as the stellar obsidian space below twisted and formed into a disk that carried all of them.

From behind, the wrinkly visage of the old woman stared at Ozymandias as if she were looking at an object of taboo, her voice coming out in hushed tones as she asked.

"Great Phulax, where do you have in mind to even go?"

and who

obsidian disk below them began to move, his voice steady and filled

more comprehensive than anyone else, and if there even stands a chance that the

…!

corner of his eyes, he gazed at

recently born and now, it would be thrust into the center of Fables that it may have nothing to do

'Poor thing.'

Outerversal Morphon Phulax as he went forward, their figures warping across the Megalos Beyond and heading towards a specific

Phulax felt empathic at the woes and dangers to come to this Young One, he still went forward regardless

was the Observer of Old and Young, and he embarked on a journey that even

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the

of Existence and Non-existence- with tumultuous storms capable of shredding even a Foundation

wonder were all that

a large white throne, a curved transparent circular screen showing him the deadly storms

this Vessel can cross unfettered from one Omniverse and into the next with

gazed towards him with glazed eyes as none of their seductive efforts had succeeded, with Noah only asking for more information regarding the Commonwealth and nothing else as his devilish

vessel began to pulse and radiated waves of authority while the scene of storms around them faded, an encompassing multicolored

BZZZT!

of weavings rapidly

him first even before the

of another Omniverse have been