Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

2942 Dominium! IV

These prompts rose before the eyes of Athena and Eowyn as they only held question marks, and they weren't able to see the scene of a golden illusory hologram rising from the Lesser Mimeisthai they had just killed- a new invisible assassin being born to add to the ranks of a deadly army under the Extremity of Loot!

But seeing the changing tide of the battle, they focused and moved to reinforce others.

The Weavings of Noah's extremes through them only became prominent as it was clear that from now on…the challenge of the Lesser Mimeisthai would become an inevitability for them to handle.

All that waited on the opposite side was the allure of Loot, with this challenge from the Codex of Extremity for the second day of Mors Apokalypsis being considered a win for the Infinite Hyperversal Haven once more!

And yet even as the Lesser Mimeisthais became oppressed with the battle dropping in their favor, their eyes remained shining brightly as they continued to collect information.

As they continued to grasp the weavings of the forces of the Extremity of Quintessence!

As if the Codex of Extremity was planning for something even grander for the next day of Mors Apokalypsis!

And truly, in response to what had just occurred with the Extremity of Quintessence…the Codex was already on the move.

It sought to cook up something profound to achieve its set purpose for the next day.

So even though the second day had just begun and its forces were already done for, it began to move and prepare for tomorrow right away.

And this…would have shocking implications for certain Entities.

In the Archaeos Vitalis Pylos.

[Hoo…]

Archon Basileus Al-Abalem rose up on a bed shimmering with soft white clouds as he stretched with contentment, multiple figures of dazzlingly beautiful Basileus being visible on this bed breathing out with exhaustion.

His gaze was cold and calculating as his bare body was laid plain for all to see, his chest showing intriguingly intricate runic weavings as he floated from the bed and towards a crystal table holding a mountain of Fruits of Existence!

This was his glorious life.

Constant elevation and strengthening over eons, and being able to put his hands on any Entity he found to his liking.

Who would ever tire of such an existence?

Especially for someone of his caliber who held shocking aspirations, what could-

HUUM!

His thoughts came to a halt as his hand that was reaching out to one of the few hundred Fruits on the crystal table touched nothing but air, the dazzling Fruits of Existence here instantly fading away with an eruption of white light!

His gaze of contentment instantly faded as an instant later, he bellowed out in shock and anger!

"WHAT!"

BOOM!

The reality around him cracked and distorted as even the figures on the bed behind him shrieked, their bare bodies thrown back from the pressure as white gold blood leaked from their lips.

They shuddered as it felt like the very Soul Dominium of the Archon Basileus Al-Abalem was pressing down on everything- and they may very well die from it if it continued just for another second!

The visage of the Archon Basileus Al-Abalem was currently aflame with rage as the hundreds of Fruits of Existence before him disappeared, and he felt thousands more within his reserves begin to leak out one after another in a nonstop fashion!

Such a development was an obscene one, with all of Archaeos Vitalis Pylos beginning to tremble as the Dominium of Al-

Abalem spread out all around.

It observed the grand appearance and flaring out of an illusory Codex of Extremity in the space above the Archaeos Vitalis Pylos, and it even sought to press down below to see what exactly was happening within the Vitalis and Vacuous Hyperversal Domains.

Because the second day of Mors Apokalypsis had just begun, and the Codex was already taking even more resources in order to complete its task!

This made Al-Abalem want to bellow out towards it- what the hell would need this much of his resources to accomplish?

What the hell was happening down there that even at this moment, Al-Abalem shockingly counted that 33% of his remaining reserves of Fruits of Existence were just taken away?!

"..."

This was his question, but there were no answers.

His eyes blazed with immeasurable flames of anger as at this moment, his Soul Dominium remained oppressively in the surroundings as all Entities quaked from it!

In a corner of the Archaeos Vitalis Pylos, Basileus Anaine could also be seen with a stern expression, gazing unblinkingly at the bright Manifestation of the Codex of Extremity as in her heart, boundless intents surged.

All of this was due to a single being!

A being they all knew of by name and distinction as at this moment, they wondered what exactly he was doing down there to cause all of this.

And what was the Extremity of Quintessence currently doing?

His manifestation within the Waters of the Ninth Gradation of Extremity crossed distances that others would take their whole lifetimes to cross…within mere moments.

The waters around him became thinner as droves surged into him.

His extremes accepted everything as after a certain point, his moving figure seemed to become the center point of these waters.

The chains of Dikastes of Extremity rising off their hibernating bodies trembled and became twisted.

The branches holding barely formed Fruits of Existence shattered, dissolving into the waters of the Gradations that then surged into Noah's visage!

He climbed up like this while his Records, Existence, and Extremes were being empowered all at once, until he finally felt his body slowing down and coming to a stop.

He came to a stop as he reached…the furthest reaches of the Gradations of Extremity.

His Extremes vibrated with wonder.

His will opened to observe….the ends of the Gradations of Extremity.

The extreme of these waters.

The area that one had to cross as on the other side, their Existential Dominium would be formed if ever one crossed!

At such a place, Noah uttered out with defiance.

[Extremity.]

…!

HUUM!

[The Extremity of Extremity is coming to fruition!]

A dazzling prompt arose.

And brilliance followed!