Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 2871

Chapter 2871 The Weaver of Extremity! I

2871 The Weaver of Extremity! I

The phenomenon was a shocking one as Barbatos found her concepts flowing with a shocking sense of freedom and intent, and she found it easy to layer one intent on top of the other seamlessly!

Even more than this, she looked at the enemy ahead of her who wielded a sharp sword.

[You…are the sword itself…] She found herself muttering as her eyes saw something she couldn't see before.

She was seeing the weaving of the Extremity of the Sword as if it were laid bare before her eyes, and she could see its strength and barely any gaps of weakness to exploit as she saw the Primogenitor of the Sword in front of her…

[You're no longer a common Lifeform…for the extreme of the Sword, your very existence is transforming into such a thing!]

A shocking analytical light bloomed in her eyes as opposite her, the Primogenitor of the Sword opened his eyes in stern shock as if he was seen through.

The sword he was holding in his hands disappeared as Barbatos marveled at what she saw next.

The weaving of the Sword unfurled before her eyes as the entity at the Seventh Gradation of Extremity…turned into a gloriously sharp white sword pulsing with tendrils of pure Vitalis Hyperversal Authority!

The extreme of the Sword.

His own physiology was changing to become an indomitable sword!

Yet even as she saw this…

[Haha!] Barbatos laughed out as she felt her Abyssal Hyperversal Undead radiate an even more domineering light as in addition to Tyranny and Infinity, she felt like she could stack the weaving of multiple more extremes on top of Necromancy and Death up to the extent that her soul could bear!

It gave her a tremendous sense of versatility as she could switch out the concepts she was allowing to weave together at any time, unlike a converged Dynamis of Extremity. It was a sense of freedom that could only come from the actions of a single being!

'Little Fish, just what are you doing now?'

She wondered about the Weaver of Extremity.

And this being in question was experiencing a shocking phenomenon in the distant Infinite Hyperversal Haven!

Before his body that was surrounded by an ancient aura of raging vermillion colored flames, dense amounts of prompts continued to fall.

[A Member of your lineage gazed upon the weaving of the Extremity of the Sword.]

[As the Weaver of Extremity, the weaving of this Extreme has become prevalent in your eyes.]

[You have attained the Extremity of the Sword.]

[A Member of your lineage gazed upon the weaving of the Extremity of Dust…]

He wasn't even there.

Just his people were fighting against others utilizing their own extremes as wisps of his lineage caught this, and as a result- he somehow gained understanding in the weaving of these concepts!

The identity he has set for himself…was more outstanding than any unique power or standing as a Chosen One could have granted as its boons seemed to only be getting started.

[As the Weaver of Extremity, the very workings of Extremity, Existence, and Records have begun to communicate with you.]

[From this point forward, Records, Extremes, and the Weavings of Existence prevalent to you will be transmitted and understood.]