Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 2751

Chapter 2751 You are in MY Presence! II

2751 You are in MY Presence! II

He was the one standing before the presence of an esteemed council? He should feel veneration and respect by being in the presence of the Senatus of Extremity?

Who did they think they were?!

Billowing waves of Quintessence pulsed from his throne as his voice thundered out into the cold face of the Speaker of the Senatus.

With his flaming multicolored crown spinning, Noah tapped on the armrest of his illusory throne as he uttered out coldly- and this time as he bore the pressure of a Tier 4 Hyperversal Extremity on him, the power of his Unrecorded Havenly Quintessential Hyperversal Extremity Soul spread out.

[No…I am not in your presence.]

…!

Authority.

His voice actually emanated Hyperversal Extremity Authority as it caused some Hyperversal Extremities to rise from their thrones!

Extremity Authority! But they could all very well see that this being's soul did not have even a single Hyperversal Havenly Extremity Rune Scripture as how was such a thing possible?

How could his voice carry the authority of Extremity if he hadn't brought any concept there?

Their questions weren't answered.

The aura around the illusory throne the True Emperor of Quintessence sat on only became more potent as this trace of his soul rejected the pressure from the Tier 4 Hyperversal Extremity, his voice echoing out with majesty.

[I am most definitely not in your presence. You…are in MY presence! You stand before the Tyrannical Emperor. The Gazer of the Unscalable Wall. The Extremity Despoiler.]

WAA!

[You stand in the presence of the True Emperor of Quintessence. You stand before me as for you, it is the highest form of honor!]

…!

The moment these words ended, the multicolored illusory throne shone with blinding light as prompts cascaded over Noah's eyes.

[The Boundary of Tyranny is surging towards Extremity!]

[The Boundary Layers of Tyranny have been scaled at an unfathomable speed!]

Tendrils of purple lightning began to buzz around his throne.

Royal.

Regal.

Majestic!

It was the tendrils of profound Tyranny as his throne and figure very quickly became covered with them!

Surrounded by tendrils of such tyranny, he stared at the cold face of the Speaker that emanated even greater coldness.

Her fair skin and red lips pulsed with a trace of oppression as she uttered out coldly.

[Are you done?]

Her voice now buzzed with a threatening glare.