Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 2442

The First and the Last Crimson Panaceas were the most treasured things in the Initiation Step of the Extremity Vein of a Haven!

As the last Haven to undergo Extremity Sanctification, there were bound to be variations or changes- but this point had so far remained the same.

Like titanic protectors, the Leviathans of Dissolution moved to protect the blooming Crimson Extremity Panacea while this Living Aeonic Treasure had its own Will.

At this time, the truly prominent and powerful Scions made a move.

Erikson of the Sima Clan.

Ayame of the Infinite Extremity.

Atlas of the Plum Sword of Extremity!

And coming in a little later after the battles with the Leviathans of Dissolution started...were the powerful Scions who didn't even bother to speak like the eradicated Phos.

True powerhouses that were forged by Inheritances whose achievements were recorded in the Aeonic Annals of Extremity!

Beings who only considered existences like Erikson, Atlas, or Ayame as those who could even possibly rival them.

ROAAR!

One was a Scion known as Cybele who stemmed from another one of the Seven Aeonic Clans- the Ouroboros Clan!

Her roar shook the waves of power released from the Leviathans and the Crimson Extremity Panacea as her humanoid form transformed into a massive black serpent at least four times larger than the average size of all Scions here.

Uniquely, her serpentine body had two ferocious draconic heads at the front and where the tail should be, massive obsidian flaming wings erupting at the very center as such a being circulated over a dozen Boundaries freely across her body!

Above her, the massive illusory form of a 9-Headed Obsidian Ouroboros flashed as it cascaded with waves of pressure that would erase even the might of Apex Aeonic Soul Totems.

Apart from her, there was also the figure of a blond-haired human with an exceedingly dazzling figure, his eyes as bright as Cosmos as a single white colored wing expanded behind him and stretched out for over a mile.

He was Bharatam of the Prometheus Clan!

The expanded wing was instantly retracted into his body as he filled with light, his eyes releasing bright beams that seemed like tendrils surging out to wrap around the Crimson Extremity Panacea.

Before the tendrils of light could go too far, a snort rang out as opposite to Bharatam, a purple robed woman with a long pointed hat on her head thrust forward a stellar wand from her hand.

It was as if she was holding compressed clusters of Realities in her hand as a beam of light erupted out, her eyes smiling devilishly as she was Antoinette of the Scholars of Extremity!

And then off to the side, above all others, a dark haired man floated grandly as he held a paintbrush in one hand.

He had no canvas to paint on as the vast reality before him... was his canvas.