Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse (WN)

2288 Rough Me Up a Little III

The surroundings brightened up as a dazzling smile of relief erupted from Ophelia.

She didn't ask how, nor did she even question if the words were true or not! She simply felt a massive weight of guilt and weakness lifted off her shoulders as she felt complicit when she watched Theseus and the others carried by the light of the Pylon of Ascension not too long ago!

Beings that she could've crushed with her mere fingers as due to being bound by duty and loyalty to the Will of the Ancestors...she did not do so.

So, how was it any different now?

Why did she stand before the True Emperor of Quintessence that had gone against the Will of the Ancestors with a smile?!

This was an answer that only she knew as she refocused on the dignified and cold figure of the Emperor before her as a voice of nobility and grace emerged from her.

<Your anger towards the decree of the Ancestors that would have killed you and countless others is justified. It is how you will proceed with this anger that will decide whether you can effect great change and just how extensive the rivers of Blood are going to be. At your current stage, you will not be able to demand any answers from those truly responsible, not if you meet them right at this exact moment. This...would also cause for the chance I have been waiting for to uproot the weakness within our Lineage to face a setback, however momentary it is.>

WAA!

Her voice and eyes were utterly magnetic as every word coming out of her lips dripped out like honey, and yet she showed a profound understanding of Extremity as her soul buzzed with power!

<Wisdom tells me you will pull yourself into endless trouble depending on how you move next. The death of a Sacrarium Emperor is not a small thing as word should have been passed around the upper echelons by now, and you and I can still decide what the story for this will be.>

<Oh?>

<Yes. You don't seem to be someone who will veil their brilliance and tyranny, and that's okay. The one thing that Ancestral Lernaeans favor more than anything are the truly strong among them, and I do not see harm in you seeking your retribution this way. Manipulating the minds of all beings in this space who have seen the progression of events will be easy, and altering the recorded scenes of Automaton Boundary Modulators will be even easier with my clearance. The only thing left would be me...and how even though my counterpart who protected this Sacrarium had perished, how Il am entirely fine.>

...!

<Due to that, I will just need you to...rough me up a little bit so that this story blooms without any cracks or leaks when the Aeonic Clone of an Elder Ancestor arrives in the next minute.>

WAA!

Ophelia asked with a straight face and a serious gaze as silence descended between the two's mental conversation.

Noah stared at this dazzling woman with scrutiny as a myriad of paths appeared before his eyes.

Their conversation brought to mind the structuring of the Ancestral Lernaeans in the Aeonic Haven of Dissolution as Noah thought about Ophelia in the grand scheme of it all!

His intuÖtion told him this being had far surpassed the Tth Boundary Layer as she should've stepped on the 8th, the memories of Vulcan that were swirling in his mind and being broken down across the billions of years also showing him a clearer picture.

She was a mystery even to Vulcan as she was appointed as a Sacrarium Emperor tens of Billions of years ago after a previous one was relocated- the reasoning being his inability to work together with Vulcan!

Vulcan had been unable to even get within inches of Ophelia over all those years as he could never fulfill his desires that were directed at her, with his view and the view of pertinent Ancestral Lernaeans at large viewing Ophelia as one of the powerful Sacrarium Emperors with high potential for advancement.

Someone who could possibly attain a seat as an Elder Ancestor!

This was the ranking of Ancestral Lernaeans as they went from Ancestral Descendants, Ancestral Descendant Commanders, Sacrarium Emperors, Elder Ancestors, and then above all of them...were the True pillars of this whole civilization.

The Apex Aeonic Lifeforms.

For one to advance from a designation of a Sacrarium Emperor to an Elder Ancestor, they had to step into the 8th Boundary Layer of a concept and begin elevating the rest of their Boundaries on this stage as well.

An example of such a being was none other than Theseus's father.

Ancestor Rodwig.

An existence that wielded a decent amount of influence as he was among the Ancestral Lernaeans who led expeditions across the most dangerous locations within the Aeonic Haven of Dissolution!

Most beings of their stature would have grown sufficiently strong enough in the manipulation of their Aeonic Soul as they could condense Aeonic Soul Clones that expressed a great deal of their power while their main bodies defended their Sacrariums.

They were also the beings who had access to declare different levels of emergencies with the Automaton Boundary Modulators, with the most recent one being the Code Crimson that was just declared.

It meant that something that could affect the direction of the Lineage was found as any movable forces of a certain level had to be dispatched.

A being such as Ancestor Rodwig...would be arriving within the next few seconds as even among Elder Ancestors, their power ranged greatly as it could be a being who had achieved multiple Boundaries at the 8th Boundary Layer, or even a pristine Elder Ancestor that had Boundaries exceeding such a Layer.

Powerhouses of the Ancestral Lernaeans!

Beings just below the stage that defined the strength of a civilization.

<Mmm...>

Waves of Quintessence surged within Noah's mind as a direction was gradually decided.

He sensed great opportunity and destiny with Sacrarium Emperor Ophelia, as well as whatever event had caused a Code Crimson to be declared!

He could feel Quintessence buzzing as if something grand was waiting for him to discover in the Aeonic Haven of Dissolution.

<Are you able to do it? Just somewhat significant injuries to my Aspects of Existence, and I can seamlessly enact a play, and we can have more time before going on an uncertain path of blood.>