Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

2899 Momentum! V

A meeting of insurmountable importance!

This was exactly what was occurring at this moment in time as the Archon Basileus Al-Abalem and Archon Basileus Ignatius stared at each other.

Each of their bodies radiated a shocking amount of brilliance and majesty as the meeting of these beings was not a normal one.

They were Rulers of their Legacies- they were Entities who stood atop domains other beings could only dream of.

They were existences with immense power and wealth as the names of their Legacies were etched across uncountable eons.

When they met, something critical would occur thereafter!

The shining bald head of the Archon Basileus Ignatius draped in black and violet glinted with even grander brilliance as he spoke.

"We seem to have allowed a disease to fester to such an extent that it has now jumped onto many prominent Seeds."

His words were light and full of ease as towards them, Archon Basileus Al-Abalem merely nodded with a reply.

"Yes. It may be a first for us while managing these lands, but these things happen. Now, we don't need to allow the disease to fester even more as I can initiate 'that' with the Codex of Extremity. We each just have to bear the cost but…"

The eyes of Archon Basileus Al-Abalem shone as he continued with a level of authority.

"Since the usage of the Codex of Extremity falls under my heel, I will be gracious enough to provide 60% of the required Fruits of Existence."

…!

The brows of even Basileus Anaine arose at such words, not to mention Archon Basileus Ignatius and the entity beside him.

Since when has Archon Basileus Al-Abalem been such a gracious being?

Such a question arose as every move of entities of their level was measured and filled with purpose, and they couldn't yet see why the Archon would take a greater loss than what he already had to currently pay!

But no answer came as faced with his stoicism, Archon Basileus Ignatius simply nodded while replying.

"Alright. Let us proceed with enacting that."

That.

Many of those who spoke about it didn't prefer to call it by its name as it was truly a distasteful thing.

But it was also a necessary thing.

Something to bring it all to an end and start anew.

That.

It was…

"Mors Apokalypsis."

HUUM!

Archon Basileus Al-Abalem spoke sufficiently as the surroundings trembled at the mere mention of it.

Mors Apokalypsis!

The eyes of Basileus Anaine turned sharp at these words and their sheer gravity as Archon Basileus Al-Abalem continued.

"After its activation, many things will not be the same as within 9 Days, all Seeds within the Gradations of Extremity shall have everything of their weavings of Records, Existence, and Extreme erased. All Seeds that ever had at any point in time been recorded in the Codex of Extremity shall face this as none can escape. Once initiated, the absolute restrictions on us will become utterly impossible to break as we won't be able to influence any of the lands below us by any margin. We won't be able to know what happened, nor will we be able to even gaze at the authority unleashed by the Codex of Extremity. But…will we really need to?"

WAA!

He asked a question at the end, and yet it didn't need to be answered!

Because within 9 Days, Mors Apokalypsis would occur.

They all knew this.

The first day, all those within the First Gradation of Extremity and below would perish.

For the Seeds of the Vitalis and Vacuous Hyperversal Domains, this was a day that they would perish in the largest amounts!

On the second day, all those within the Second Gradation of Extremity would perish.

This would go on as…

"For these lands, More Apokalypsis will be done on the Eighth Day. At that time, we should see a new land open up before us as the day after Mors Apokalypsis is finished, the absolute restrictions will be at their lowest. We could appear with our main bodies unfettered in the Vitalis and Vacuous Hyperversal Domains as we please to observe the start of a new Eon. A new page on the Codex of Extremity."

…!

A terrifying set of words were strung together.

Ones that did not bode well for the Existences within the Aeonic Annals of Extremity!

Ones that were definitively a death sentence for countless masses!

"Let's get started…"

With a brilliant light, these beings began to move to enact something as terrifying as Mors Apokalypsis.

—

In the Infinite Hyperversal Haven.

Within a section of the Alchemy Hall that held mountains of Planalith Krystallos and some of the most powerful entities to have come out of Vacuous and Vitalis Hyperversal Domains.

After the stark words of the Bard of Vitalis, the Primogenitor of Steel gazed around the faces of others here as with a blinding light of brilliance, he spoke.

[Since things have naturally come to this, we will contribute as needed. But when it comes to the Existential Extremity Authorities here…we know nothing of them. How about…a display?]

WAA!

A display.

What did the Primogenitor of Steel mean by this?

The visage of Noah remained seated atop the mountain of Planalith Krystallos silently as he locked his gaze onto Steel who stared right back at him.

[By display…how about a spar against me or someone else of your choosing to express what the Existential Extremity Authorities around us signify? Then we can all easily make a choice thereafter.]

…!

A spar!

A spar against one of the shocking Legends of Vitalis, or even other legends from the domains!

It was a natural progression for these truly powerful beings as they had already seen the shocking capabilities and machinations of this existence before them when he whisked them away from the Dikastes of Extremity.

Now, they wanted a glimpse of the Existential Extremity Authorities themselves.

And for this spar, would the Extremity of Quintessence truly fight against someone at the Eighth Gradation of Extremity when they all knew he achieved his status as an Honored One and attained Extremity minutes ago?