Infinite Mana in the Apocalypse

2278 The Last True Emperor! I

Across endless swathes of space and time.

In an extremely minuscule portion of the Aeonic Haven of Dissolution, near the very center of the Abecedarian Sacrarium that was akin to a grain of sand in relation to the vast Haven it was contained in.

<Yes. The positioning seems a bit off as it needs to be rectified.>

...!

This voice rang out in her ears.

Her dazzling dark hair flowed past her shoulders as they further brought one's focus on the radiant tan skin that was as smooth as the texture of a mirror galaxy.

Flawless by all accounts, her deep brown pupils swirled with countless layers of Havens of Realities, the threads of multiple Boundaries that had exceeded the 6th Boundary Layer swirling in these eyes as they would never show her anything but the truth.

And she had seen through many falsehoods as she had come across multiple True Emperors that had ascended to the Havens of Extremity for the first time- each one always passing through the Abecedarian Sacrarium that she governed with the vile Vulcan.

She had seen many True Emperors, but she had not seen one who stood before them and uttered out that the positioning- that the rankings of the grandeur and authority were actually off!

And this being didn't just say this as he actually acted and formed a throne that rose across the Crimson Sacrarium Antechamber, crossing the heights of the two mountains on either side that held the thrones of her forces and the forces of the loose Vulcan!

Ophelia gazed at him with sharp eyes as those below her began to stir.

On the thrones nearest to her, a wizened woman with elevated beauty gazed upwards as she asked lightly.

<Empress, should we...make a move?>

As the golden throne the being had enacted moved higher and higher in space, many beings gazed at it incredulously as even those below her questioned!

And Ophelia's eyes twinkled as she shook her head and gave a command to all those below her on this mountain.

<Just be on standby.>

...!

As they watched, the golden Throne exceeded the heights of most others and reached the same level as the peaks of the two mountains, but it didn't just stop there as it...actually floated just a few paces above!

A few paces above even the two Thrones of the Sacrarium Emperors!

This being undertook such an action as his visage came under the focus of all, his devilish handsomeness being captured by Ophelia as the Boundaries within her soul began to weave a story while the voice of this being rang out.

<Now this...seems about right. We can now go ahead and get started.>

...!

His voice was utterly clear and with utmost confidence and conviction.

He spoke such words as if he was the Emperor leading this meeting.

As if he was the one all others were waiting for before they could begin.

He spoke and stationed himself so grandly as if everything here revolved around him!

This unbelievable scene caused the array of women on the thrones below Ophelia to open their jaws with incredulity, while Ophelia herself...a playful smile came on her lips as she actually felt her Boundaries continue to move around wildly!

And none were moving with such conviction as the one she had the highest accomplishments in.

The Boundary that caused the Ancestors to grant her the position of the Sacrarium Emperor of the initial Lands they had first arrived in.

The detestable Vulcan was the muscle...and she was the brains.

She...was the strongest Seer in the Abecedarian Sacrarium!

At least, this was what many prominent beings and other Sacrariums Emperors in charge of different Sacrariums believed.

But they didn't know.

They didn't know just how close she had gotten her Boundary of Wisdom towards Extremity!

And it stirred in her Aeonic Soul at this moment as the many things she had discerned these past few days began to appear in her mind.

Her Boundary had informed her of the winds of change, but she didn't expect their propulsion to begin here and now.

The smile on her face only became wider and wider as her brown eyes flickered with light, a golden glow covering them entirely as they locked onto the being who gazed towards all the thrones on the two mountains as if they were beneath him!

<Preposterous!> A bellow reverberated out from the mountain to the left of Ophelia.

The right hand man of the Sacrarium Emperor Vulcan, Commander Lanka, had spoken out!

He was the one who kept order and spoke on behalf of the Sacrarium Emperor.

His eyes showed livid rage and power as waves of authority of a Boundary at the 6th Layer rose out along with his voice.

<To dare raise a throne to the same height as the Sacrarium Emperors, who do you think you ar->

BZZT!

Commander Lanka's words never finished. They couldn't finish.

He felt his last word stuck in his throat as he felt a billowing and tyrannical aura lock onto him, an aura that could instantly erupt with deadly Aeonic Soul Damage Values that gave him a sense of unprecedented danger!

It was as if the Will was telling him that the moment he finished his words, his life would be over!

The rage and pride on Commander Lanka's face quickly faded as shock and incredulity came in, because this was what he really felt his Soul telling him at this moment even though he was an existence that had already achieved a 6th Boundary Layer!

But the being whose aura had locked onto him seemed like something else entirely.

And as if to make it abundantly clear...

He gazed down from his high floating throne and focused on Commander Lanka specifically, his voice echoing out with utmost regality.

<If you dare to speak another word towards me, you will instantly forfeit the remainder of your life.>

...!

Words that caused all beings and their spread out Wills here to gaze out in utter confusion and skepticism emanated out.

Were these words truly directed towards Commander Lanka? Towards the right hand man of Sacrarium Emperor Vulcan?!

They weren't the only ones as to the right side of the risen golden Throne, Luna's figure had to place her hands on her blessed chest as tried to calm her ridiculously beating heart at being pulled along on such a development! At the same time, her daughter on the left had utmost calm as she entirely trusted this man she had given her body and soul too much!

Most beings were still reeling in confusion and incredulity, but the words of the True Emperor atop the floating throne weren't done as his gaze and soul pressure remained locked onto Lanka.

A mere pressure of his Quintessential Aeonic Soul...made an existence who had achieved a 6th Boundary Layer feel oppressed and in great danger! After all, the level of Aeonic Soul Damage Values he could currently release...was enough to wipe beings on the scale of Desiderius and Theseus within an instant.

The boons from Loot, Blood, and Quintessence reaching the 6th Boundary Layers were that obscene! So when his soul focused on beings of this caliber, their souls would very well know just how quickly they could perish.

The concentrated waves of Haki he released came out with glory as his Will emanated out once more.

<Do you understand?>

Lanka felt his Aeonic Soul steer and roil as this being actually questioned if his point came across clearly.

He couldn't even force himself to turn around and seek the aid of Sacrarium Emperor Vulcan as he felt like the moment he tried, the feeling of unprecedented danger would only increase!

None of what was happening made sense as Commander Lanka gulped down a ball of spit, his mouth opening as he prepared to say he understood when all of a sudden, the unprecedented feeling of danger in his soul intensified a million times more as it felt the aura of death come extremely close.

Commander Lanka stopped his mouth and voice.

His face turned even more gray and ashen.

He was about to reply to this being that he understood.

He then remembered the words this being had just said.

He had said that if Lanka spoke another word towards him, he would forfeit his life!

Yet Lanka just realized this terrifying existence had posed a question that would require him to answer, and the moment he answered a single word...this being would have made a move.

He...was actually looking to kill!

This thought only added to the confusion and distress in Commander Lanka Soul as instead of speaking any words, he only found himself nodding his head up and down.

<...>

He...truly didn't dare to speak!

Those looking at this exchange didn't know what to say or think as Lanka...truly didn't even dare to speak another word.

He recoiled into his throne as he still felt the sense of danger, those watching this finding this situation unfathomable as their eyes were drawn towards the Emperor atop the throne.

Just who was this being?

What exactly had he even done for him to begin acting like this as he even oppressed someone as high as Commander Lanka?!