Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse (WN)

2772 I greet the Primogenitor! I

Pristine liquified waves of purple liquified authority flowed below their feet.

An Aurora of lights swirled above them in this domain of the Sima Clan as Noah's figure radiated the unadulterated Bloodline authority of the Havenly Quintessential Hyperversal Emperor Lineage!

He did this while on his forehead, a glorious Quintessential Primogenitor Enneagonal Existential Jewel blazed with multicolored brilliance, looking much grander and holding much greater weight than the Quintessential Enneagonal Existential Jewels that had risen on the foreheads of the Seer of Sima, the Extremity of Foundation, and Erikson.

Yet all three stared at Noah in a dumbfounded manner at this moment as even the Seer of Sima seemed dazed at her hunch being correct.

Her aged figure that seemed young and in her prime at the same time grasped her cane tightly as it tapped on the liquified authority under their feet and proceeded forward, coming to stand before him as in the next moment…

A shocking action was performed.

The Seer of Sima had her dazed eyes gradually develop a profound sense of calmness as this Tier 4 Hyperversal Extremity appeared in front of Noah…her head tipping down in a bow of respect towards him as her voice serenely echoed out as she closed her eyes and spoke.

[This old one greets the Primogenitor.]

…!

WAA!

An unimaginable action.

This was a Tier 4 Hyperversal Extremity.

This was the Seer of Sima!

For her to bow her head to someone…she wouldn't do so even if she were in front of the current Rhetorician of the Senatus of Extremity!

And yet…she truly bowed her head in recognition and respect as off to the side, Erikson and his father turned towards each other in utter incredulity to make sure they were both watching the same unfolding reality.

Yet a moment later, in her slight bow, the Seer of Sima opened her right eye to see their dazed figures as the cane on her right hand quickly struck out twice to smack the heads of Erikson and the Extremity of Foundation while her sharp voice rang out.

[You buffoons are still just standing there in a daze? Pay the man his respects!]

…!

Both father and son were smacked on the back of their heads with the cane in the hands of the Seer of Sima that was a Low Grade Armament of Extremity, the pain waking them out of all incredulity as much greater strength was placed on the Extremity of Foundation.

He stepped forward, still filled with a sense of incredulity as he dazedly spoke out.

[I…I greet the Primogenitor.]

The words felt foreign and right at the same time as the Jewels on their foreheads shone with majesty.

Besides the Extremity of Foundation, Erikson also stepped forward as his tan skin pulsed with a vibrant radiance.

At this scene, Noah turned towards this confident Scion who always saw him as his peer with a slight smile.

As for Erikson himself, he seemed to barely see this smile as his emotions were tumultuous.

He was a distinguished genius.

He held the capability to alter Probability!

Yet in front of a being such as this…he was coming to realize that they truly were not the same breed of peers!

Maybe they were in the past. Maybe then. But not now.

'Ah…'

Erikson shook his head in a daze as the voice of the Seer of Sima rang out again while she observed this scene and Noah's smile.

[Don't make it too hard for them, O Primogenitor. They do not understand things in the same way that I do.]

As she spoke, she raised her head to gaze at Noah fully, especially the dazzling jewel on his forehead as she continued while feeling the immense weight she had to bear just to stare at him currently- a weight that wasn't there before!

[Each of the Seven Clans has a Source of a Primogenitor behind them, with most of them having not appeared before us in the eons that have passed as they all seek grander aspirations of the Gradations of Extremity. Of course, there are Records of other Primogenitors not connected to any Clans or Inheritances as they are even more carefree.]

Her aged figure gazed up as she spoke- as if she could see in immense reality in the far bounds of the unknown.

[The last time a Recorded Primogenitor of the Sima Clan appeared, he just talked with the Sima Extremity Overlord of that time as I barely caught a glimpse of him. He left behind a few Armaments of Extremity and disappeared soon after. You see…Primogenitors don't tend to live and stay among us, much less do they have a Lineage like yours that you are spreading freely.]

Her raised eyes came down again as she tried to lock onto Noah and hold her gaze steady.

[Across the veiled Records, I know of the Primogenitor of Steel, the Primogenitor of the Sword, and Primogenitor of Boxing among a few that have taken their distinctions extremely far in the Gradations of Extremity. I have yet to know of your full distinction…and what your purpose may be among us, Primogenitor.]

The cunning old woman looked at Noah closely as she waited for his reply.

At her words, Noah couldn't help but smile as he thought to himself.

His purpose? His distinction?

His figure shone with a multicolored glow as calmly stood and basked in brilliance, the jewel on his forehead pulsing as it sent information about itself in his soul as Noah spoke calmly.

[Though it's a bit early to say it, but my distinction is one you have heard before. The True Emperor of Quintessence. The Primogenitor of Quintessence! But…I have not arrived at the place where I can comfortably take on this distinction as for now, I am only the True Emperor of Quintessence.]

WAA!

They knew of the distinction of the True Emperor of Quintessence!

But the grander distinction of a Primogenitor of Quintessence…Noah could not take it yet as he had yet to even achieve Extremity in Quintessence.

Not yet, but the time would not be too far away!