Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 1579

Chapter 1579 The Reality Warping BellicoseTyrant Becons! ll

Within the castle that currently housed Empress Genevieve and her female guard.

The Pure-Blooded female guard was currently stretching her body while putting on an annoyed expression, her sweet voice ringing out with complaints at this moment.

"Master, you know how much I hate acting stiff and straight for days on end, and you still made me come on this trip!"

The powerful Eighth Firmament guard actually addressed the Empress as such, her fingers tapping the corner of her shoulders as the white cape flowing serenely behind her disappeared, leaving her in her golden wrappings that tightly hugged the curves of her body.

"Will Little Beatrix really have me do these trips alone? And this time, I even found something interesting in these dry realities. Mere children calling themselves Peerless Alchemists just because they can refine High Tier Pills…the quality has truly continued to fall since the Olden Times!"

The white cape behind Empress Genevieve disappeared with the same motion as she opened the golden doors of the room to enter one of the many balconies of this castle, her eyes watching the stellar twinkling lights before them and the huge Primordial Temple rising ahead of them.

Behind her, the pessimistic voice of her guard could be heard.

"Will this Enlightened Peerless Alchemist really allow you to have any more of an edge over those idiots? The biggest problem still remains those old fools as at this point…ah."

…!

Her words seemed to have brought up old memories as the expression on Empress Genevieve changed to instantly wipe away her smile, the stretching guard seemingly feeling her mistake the moment she finished speaking as she touched upon a heavy subject, her figure walking up to the now quiet Genevieve as she hugged her from behind.

"I'm sorry, Master. But just eons of standing in the same place have made me pessimistic, Empress."

"But…I still understand that anything is possible with the weaving of Destiny. Maybe this Alexander King is another one of the pieces that will give you an edge over the coming times. It's just that we have been doing this for so long…we have seen it play out over and over again…"

The Pure-Blooded Human spoke of hidden mysteries as the expression of Empress Genevieve calmed, patting the hands wrapping around her as she gazed below them where the feast was still going.

"What I need to do Little Beatrix…it must succeed without a doubt. For what they did to me has to be repaid a trillion fold!"

WAA!

Her eyes swirled with shocking mystery as one could see her irises flash with a beastial light every now and then, immense hatred and vicissitude hidden within as she spoke spat out lightly!

"These vile Pure-Blooded Cardinal Royal Humans…they truly took something they should not have taken all those years ago as in this age, I will take everything from them."

…!

Her dazzling eyes shone brightly as she stared at her jade like hands, unbelievable words being secretly spoken by this future Candidate Ruler of a Pure-Blooded Bloodline!

"They can spread their hegemony to as many Realities as they wish. They can contain as many Bloodlines as they wish! But for them to plunder and refine my very Origin since the Olden Times?! They will pay!"

OOOOM!

"I will tear them apart piece by piece as their Legends that are living so lavishly in the Grotto Sanctums…their Blood shall bathe these vast Realities in this Age of Emperors. No matter if it fractures the very fabric of Realities itself, I swear on the Blood of the Old coursing within me that they will pay!"

….!

The figure of the Pure-Blooded Human known as Beatrix hugged the body of Empress Genevieve even tighter as she seemed to sympathize and understand her pain, her voice low as her Jewel-like eyes were watery like an incandescent Reality as she sighed while speaking.

"Master will succeed. I know it."

"Mmm. As for existences like Alexander King, they are merely pieces atop this vast chessboard. They know too little and expect too much…but let's see just what this Enlightened Peerless Alchemist is made of by unlocking his secrets today. He is merely a child as he doesn't even know what his Olden Bloodline means. When his uses run out, he'll simply join the list of Emperors of Old I will refine to elevate myself even higher…"

Her face carried a trace of power and regality as she spoke, turning towards Beatrix as she asked with a smile.

"Remember how we unveiled the secrets and the Runic Ecriture of Modus Operandi of the Telos Chthonian Ninth Firmament Fiend eons ago?"

"Hmm? Ah, that?" Beatrix's face adopted a devilish expression as she nodded while replying.

"Then this one will be even easier."

With conviction and a sly smile, The Empress nodded as she moved her hands. "A piece of cake!"

PAH!

She snapped her fingers once more as the body of Ancestral Elder Chaesalor in the distance trembled, once more leaving the feast and appearing before the door of the castle in mere seconds with a flash of light as he spoke out respectfully.

"What else can this old man do for the Empress?"