Infinite Mana in the Apocalypse Chapter 973
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So fucking dictatorial!
That was the only way to describe such an utterly dominating scene, a scene nobody expected to see at the end of this!
He stood there alone, not a single Paragon or Monarch being seen around him.
Paragon Quinnie became quiet and blank.
The Billions of beings from all 9 Supreme Bloodlines became quiet!
The Great Sages, Monarchs, Paragons….everyone from both sides of the myriad of Legions became blank as their minds buzzed with incredulity and awe!
Not a single soul spoke or said a word!
Far away from them, a Hegemony's fair body was trembling as her face shone with awe and mysticism.
Valentina felt the space around her trembling as she nearly lost control of her abundant essence, not having any words to say as she was utterly quiet as well!
In another region even further away, two Hegemonies were also watching the illusory screens displaying the scene, Ambrose and Solerno looking at the scene with blank faces as even they were quiet.
5 Paragons and tens of Monarchs ambushed a Great Sage.
When the dust cleared, only the Great Sage survived!
The Paragons and Monarchs were nowhere to be seen!
RUMBLE!
Those most affected by this were the Paragons of the 5 Bloodline Races, their eyes searching every nook and cranny of the crevices of space around the magisterial Tyrant Dragon for signs of the Paragons and Great Sages that assaulted them, but they found nothing.
Yet they found nothing!
In the midst of all this, the Tyrant Dragon opened its jaws as its terrifying voice reverberated out for all to hear.
"I told you all it would not matter whether you are a Great Sage or Paragon, I would kill all those following the orders of the Hegemony of Slaughter no matter their rank!"
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RUUUUUUMBLE!
Awe!
Shock!
Stupor!
Everyone was utterly quiet as nobody could refute or say anything.
The Paragons in their high and mighty stature were saying nothing, their eyes flashing with apprehension!
The magnetic eyes of the Tyrant Dragon looked towards the Billions of creatures that were in front of it, not a single one of them moving towards him.
"That promise...I will keep. I will make sure that everyone who caused these rivers of blood and butchered innocent dragons dies in the worst way possible!"
WAA!
"5 Paragons and tens of Monarchs just ambushed me, why don't more of you come right now?"
TRHUM!
Words of utter arrogance and might rang out, openly calling for the Monarchs and Great Sages that wanted to assassinate him to come forward.
"..."
Not a single being moved.
The scene remained quiet!
"You received a command from your favorite Hegemony of Slaughter to kill me yes? Here I am, come and kill!"
WAA!
Still, nobody moved forward!
Not a single soul!
Before the Paragons and Monarchs figures out what happened to cause the disappearance of 5 genuine Paragons and tens of Monarchs, they would not move as such a thing made this magisterial scene of a single Great Sage standing against an entire Legion of Billions of beings...and not a single one moved against him.
His mere demeanor and words were enough to stop them all.
What might!
What majesty!
What tyranny!
"Since you all are simply cowards, then you can watch!"
THRUUUUM!
He told them that since they could not move, they would have to watch! What exactly did he want them to watch though?
To understand this, we have to go back to when Noah teleported the body of the Primordial Ruination Clone and replaced it with the normal clone that everyone was looking at currently.
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The Primordial Ruination Clone disappeared into the Ruination Realm that had a time ratio of 1000:1, where 1000 minutes there was only 1 minute, or we can say 60 seconds in the outside Cosmos!
Within the Ruination Realm, the Primordial Ruination Clone that had the boost of +100,000% in Realm Progression pulled out the duplicated Cores of Monarchs and Paragons that were just taken down in the artificially created Sea of Ruination.
THRUM!
The Monarch level cores buzzed with tens of billions of illusory galaxies, while the Paragon Cores were without a doubt each holding the image of 100 Billion Galaxies! Duplicated Cores from 5 Paragons and tens of monarchs now lay in Noah's hands as the only question that remained was just how high would he be able to reach with these things in hand?!
The answer could only be experienced as the Primordial Ruination Clone began to absorb the Monarch level cores first, pushing the formation of Galaxies ever higher within the Ruination Realm. Such a process would take some time, where the forging of cores in his Origin and completely absorbing an entire Core taking few minutes.
But with the time dilation of the Ruination Realm, every passing second outside was 1000 seconds in the Realm, or 16 minutes! 1 second within the cosmos was 16 minutes in the Ruination Realm, meaning that however many billions of cores that Noah forged within his Origin when he finished absorbing the Monarch and Paragon level Cores in just minutes would be expressed in seconds for those watching his body in the outside Cosmos!
And this...was exactly what happened.
This was what Noah told them all to watch!
…!
The atmosphere around the magisterial looking Tyrant Dragon clone raged as after its words, the eyes of billions of powerful beings focused on its expansive chest where a manifested cluster of Galactic Filaments could be seen.
Their attention was drawn here they saw the vibrant 48 Billion Galaxies that represented a Great Sage just below the Realm of a Monarch, and their eyes shook when in the next second, the inconceivable scene of over 1 Billion Galaxies suddenly appearing within the Manifested Origin as the pressure this being released increased by another level!
RUMBLE!
A preposterous scene!
Over a billion galaxies forged in a second...it was not something one could see as a reality!
The eyes of many constricted at such a scene as they then began to tremble, as before even another second passed, another 1 Billion Galaxy materialized in the fantastical Manifested Origin of this being.
Before they could even blink, yet another 1 Billion appeared as to their dismay, they realized the 50 Billion benchmark that represented a Monarch had already been passed!
Monarch!
Yet...the unimaginable would continue to occur as every single being watching was in for an incredible show!
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