Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse (WN)

2287 Rough Me Up a Little II

Her words were explosive as the souls of beings trying their best not to move even a little almost stirred, their hearts containing raging emotions as towards such a reply, they saw the Last True Emperor raise his brow with skepticism!

<Oh? I was weaker than you when 1 did something about it. This...just seems like an excuse.>

The Last True Emperor was undaunted in the face of her exceeding beauty as towards his words, Ophelia still kept her smile as someone of her caliber quickly closed the distance in a short period of time- where she could have even closed it in an instant if she had wished!

She was many times more powerful than Vulcan.

She was an existence that had actually reached the 8th Boundary Layer of Wisdom as her strength...was on par if not exceeding beings like Ancestor Rodwig who managed multiple Sacrariums and led expeditions across the Aeonic Haven of Dissolution!

It was veiled and hidden as it wasn't even publicly known by others, with Seers like her being the most dangerous beings as they could keep their information hidden seamlessly from others.

Yet her expression was one of calmness as her light smile remained, her figure appearing inches away from the throne of the True Emperor of Quintessence as she nodded towards Luna and Katelyn whose eyes suddenly turned sharp at this moment.

Her gaze came to land on the Emperor before her who still reclined on the throne as he scrutinized her figure, her voice coming out in mental soul waves in reply to his words of calling weakness an excuse!

<Yes. Even in my lamentations, I still did not step out of line after Il made my opinions against this move known- because I simply had no power to stop it as my Wisdom told me to bide my time. That an opportunity would come in the future for me to get a chance of changing the weakness within the Ancestral Lernaeans that led to them condemning their own home to cataclysm. I just didn't think....that chance would walk in here so quickly.>

...!

WAA!

A shocking set of words.

Words that others didn't hear as they were sent as a mental message due to the caution of Ophelia just in case there were prying eyes!

They held many meanings and possibilities as the True Emperor of Quintessence weighed them closely, his Boundaries filtering out boundless waves of information and possibilities.

But his gaze remained the same as he seemingly contemplated a verdict!

It was a gaze that Ophelia turned her head to the side while sending another mental message.

<You would still treat a beauty like me with such a cold gaze after my confession?>

...!

Words like this were enough to madden any weak man, especially when paired with her ridiculous levels of beauty as Noah's brows only raised up as he asked with genuine curiosity.

<A beauty like you? Do I look like someone who would be short of beautiful women around me?>

Ophelia was taken aback with his words as she turned towards Katelyn, whose eyes had become increasingly sharper even though she couldn't hear any of the mental messages sent forth!

A smile of curiosity was the only thing on Ophelia's face as she actually floated ever closer to the golden throne that Noah sat on.

<No...I suppose you do not.>

She approached dangerously close as if it were an enemy, this distance was a deadly one!

Yet...her next mental message would have utterly broken down the men sitting atop the mountains behind her as it flowed into the consciousness of the Last True Emperor.

<This one is Ophelia Ranault Erikson. I pay respects to the True Emperor of Quintessence.>

...!

She reached out her hand to hold onto and lift the right hand of the True Emperor on the armrest, her visage actually bending to give this hand a kiss of recognition and respect as the Sacrarium Empress Ophelia...actually paid obeisance to the Last True Emperor!

Ah!

It was such a devastating scene to see as some beings felt their souls steer as they faced an unprecedented trial in all their lives- not making any exclamations or expressions of shock even amidst all this!

Their status was very different.

One was secretly an existence that had reached the 8th Boundary Layer.

The other only had the 6th Boundary Layer as his highest achievement, and yet...the red lips of the stunning Ophelia graced the right hand of the True Emperor of Quintessence as an instant later, the golden light of Wisdom bloomed from her lips to course over the skin of the True Emperor of Quintessence!

BZZT!

<Do you want to die?>

Noah's eyes turned piercingly cold as the multicolored chains in the surroundings blazed with radiance while coming to life once again!

His 6th Boundary Layer of Quintessence granted a domain that could be laid for a duration of 2 minutes.

This time was not up!

A deadly suppression could erupt at any moment as in response to Noah's words, Ophelia's lips parted from his hand as she straightened up while showing a fearless expression.

<I had to be sure.>

She locked her eyes with his as they held no shred of fear even though she had released an ability that required her to be in close contact with her target- one that scanned the target as any intricacies of Destiny, Providence, and a myriad of other connections would become that much clear!

But she did this against the Will of the True Emperor of Quintessence.

<I had to be sure as my life is on the line, and I needed just a little more wisdom about you in order to understand just how I would move from here on out. For doing it like that, I apologize. But I do wish to ask first... are the Barren Lands truly destroyed? Even the Minor Planes attached to it? Or when you say you acted against the Will of the Ancestors, you were able to save at least pieces of it?>

...!

Her radiant face showed faint traces of worries and expectations as Noah kept his cold stare before continuing their mental conversation.

<Since I made a move to save it, then of course, the Planes of Existence of the Barren Lands were saved.>

...!

Utmost glory and brilliance erupted out as exceeding nobility released from the Emperor atop the golden throne!

Tomorrow's working chapter titles: Rough Me Up a Little III, The Abyss I

Adui