Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse (WN)
chapter-3136

A terrific set of words were uttered as from them…

Your existence has come across a fundamental concept of Existence!

The idea and weavings of Anchor Existence are being analyzed.

Anchor Existences!

These words flowed out from the weavings of the Faesinged Queen as she referred to the other two leaders of different Sources of Existence within the Var-El Eonic Omniverse Record.

The Sunwinged Leprachanus and the Satyrus Nymph!

Details of the Anchor Existences of the Var-El Eonic Omniverse Record have been theorized.

In the context of Eonic Omniverse Records, Anchor Existences are those that have the ongoing weavings and livelihood of the Eonic Omniverse Record bound to do. The moment their Existence is destroyed, the Eonic Omniverse Record they were in begins to break down and unfold over time.

The succession of Anchor Existences in relation to Eonic Omniverse Records is unknown.

The concept of Anchor Existences in the context of your true relative Omniverse is unknown.

…!

A glimmer of this concept was introduced.

And yet Noah's weavings theorized and uncovered a great deal just as the Faesinged Queen mentioned it!

Even as her surroundings flickered and changed greatly.

The storm of flames changed form.

Around the Faesinged Queen, Nine winged Faeburned Autarchical Minions bloomed.

Becoming surrounded by them, the Faesinged Queen smiled sweetly as her crimson eyes became even further tainted with a colorless radiance- a typhoon of colorless flames beginning to gather on the flaming crown above her head.

My Omniverse dying, I can understand. The Anchor Existence- Nay, what did they call him? The Omniversal Ankyra of my home could not be there because he perished while serving a greater purpose? My strength not being sufficient enough at the end is my own fault. But to be locked in here awaiting a silent but assured destruction? This, I cannot stand!

HUUM!

interminable brilliance raged around her.

Her wings gradually melded the crimson and colorless auras together as they stretched out and bathed the walls of the crimson cage she enacted.

They said this is mercy? Locked in a false record of my Omniverse was the most they could do? Haha…NO!

BOOM!

The Nine Faeburned Autarchical Minions enlarged as if they were pumped full of existence, their hands burning with dazzling weapons as the Faesinged Queen raised her hand and swung it towards Noah and the Sanctus Autarch.

No. With that Base of yours…with such a pristine Autarchical Base- I can reverse this, young friend. So sit tight. I don't want to hurt even a smidgen of that Base as it would be best if you come willingly. Give up, and you will save the lives of many others. Is it not such a noble cause? Is it not worthy of your distinguished existence? Come…for this battle is all but assured, so why struggle?

…!

This whole time, she never stopped her manipulation of Existence as constantly, Autarchical Authority sought to influence and infect the minds of Noah and the Sanctus Autarch.

The gaze of the Sanctus Empress changed as Noah's visage, surging with interminable Existential waves of light, glimmered with brilliant light as his voice echoed out.

I wouldn't be so sure about your victory.

…!

The eye on his chest flashed.

And instantly, the surroundings within the enclosed space flickered as millions of condensed colorless fireballs bloomed!

Towards the oncoming Faeburned Autarchical Minions.

Towards the Faesinged Queen herself.

But even as Noah did this, he was dissecting the words the Faesinged Queen had uttered as within them, he could feel Existential truth!

They were not lies or deceit.

And yet she talked about her Omniverse dying.

About an Omniversal Ankyra perishing!

Ankyra. A word meaning to secure. To protect. To shield. To anchor!

Such an Entity fell…and this was connected to the death of her Omniverse?

Too many dazzling concepts and possibilities floated in front of Noah as the millions of colorless singularities in the form of fireballs cascaded down.

And they…never stopped as while their barrage continued, even more continued to bloom and surge towards the coming Faeburned Autarchical Minions and the Faesinged Queen herself!

Yet her gaze remained immovable as ever before, her hands gathering immense waves of power as the colorless singularities thundering down all around her evaporated the moment they came near her body.

I've told you.

…!

It does not hurt.

WAA!

Colorless wings of light began to appear and gather around her body as with immeasurable coldness, she stared at the Sanctus Empress.

You all do not understand pain, so I will teach it to you. I will show you what it means to lose everything you love. And I…will get started with you.

Thousands of colorless feathered Wings had formed around her as they looked like unfathomably powerful projectile weapons.

And they were all directed towards the Sanctus Empress at this moment!

Your presence is not preferred nor required here. So please…perish.

BOOM!

Utmost brilliance unfolded.

It was a heavy battle, but it wasn't the only one!

—

Outside of the crimson walled enclosure.

The other body of the Sanctus Empress had an expression of rage as around the battlefield in the skies, the Legions of Faeburned Existences had suddenly doubled.

Even more disastrous, a Faeburned Existence emanating waves of power at the Autarchical Stage appeared opposite her!

It seemed as if a bloodbath would soon occur as how could they get out of this?

The moment such a question arose…

O Father…

HUUM!

Towards the front of the battlefield, the visage of the Son of Osmont spoke while raising his right hand up.

...I am honored for the access.

…!

His hands were raised upwards as, at this moment, something the size of a small world blinked into existence above them.

The Infinite Existential Omniversal Seed!

OOOOH!

A booming roar echoed out from it as interminable waves of authority thundered down, and they were followed by invisible Legions that even the Sanctus Empress had to squint to discern!

It was an invisible Legion.

And it was only the tip of the iceberg as the Son of Osmont kept his hands raised high!