Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 1977

Ezekiel's expression was somber.

He had wanted to introduce Noah to his father as the one his destiny pointed to- the being capable of pulling that ancient sword from stone...without ever coming under the gaze of Morgana or her forces!

Dimensional Ruler Morgana was extremely difficult to deal with as she had taken offense at his Father's relationship with Primordials where he even went as far as to send his son to move around in their Legions.

She hated Primordials, and hated the whole of the Desolate Mausoleum even more. But when everything was facing destruction, could they not put aside their differences?

Her Dual Pupils carried a deadly glare of magic and power as her staff buzzed, her purple white robe rising with tendrils of the Decretum of Avalon as she spoke out once more.

"Who from the Desolate Mausoleum is deserving to have a Prince of the 12 Domains of Avalon lead him directly to one of its Rulers? I'm curious about this, Little Lancelot."

Her words controlled the pace of the conversation as Ezekiel turned solemn.

He gazed at his father trying to send a mental message when...

DANG!

The luminous purple staff in Morgana's hands smashed the unbreakable floor they stood on as her Dual Pupils shone with authority and anger, the essence of the mental message rebuffed!

<Speak openly and without falsehoods!>

...!

Her voice this time carried a unique authority that only those at the peak of power could emanate out.

It was undeniable as Ezekiel was shocked to hear such an outburst in the Royal Dragon Haven!

His will couldn't stop gazing at his father as he wondered why he was letting the Enchantress act like this in his own abode!

Dimensional Ruler Arthus retained his calmness as his exceedingly handsome visage of authority was surrounded by a hazy light.

He seemed to have a sense of the gravity of what his son wanted to speak about, and yet...

<It is okay. Circumstances are constantly changing...you can speak freely.>

The authoritative voice echoed out.

Destiny danced wildly as beside Ezekiel, Noah was gazing at the powerful existences before him.

As if they were surrounded by an unreachable authority, his Tri-Pupiled eyes couldn't discern anything from them apart from what he already knew as he could guess their bodies were surrounded by...Absolute Avalon Authority!

If he wanted to get even a peak of their stats, he would have to utilize significant Absolute Dream Authority through Lavalliere. But this would more than likely alert them as right now, Noah was dancing on the blade of destiny.

While coming here and even as he was here now, he had known there would be a level of danger...but his life was not yet at risk!

Yet.