Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 2882

One moment, the visage of Curagulus was struggling and waiting to be taken to the true home of the Weaver of Extremity just like all the others.

And then in the next moment when this didn't occur, his whole demeanor changed as currently, he floated next to the Dikastes of Extremity freely while gazing with coldness towards the visage of Noah!

When did he find out?

In the distance, the Weaver of Extremity had a cold smile as he voiced out.

{I found out the moment I first walked through the doors of the Arcadian High Hall. All those who were Dikastes hiding in other forms…including the shell of Curagulus.}

A shell of Curagulus!

The plots and means of the Dikastes of Extremity were terrifying as they left one of the most important figures in all this to maintain their form until the most important moment!

So long as they gained access to the lands and domains of the Insurgent before them, they could bring everything he had built down.

But even this…had failed.

HUUM!

The visage of Curagulus twisted as in its place, an oppressively powerful Vitalis Dikastes of Extremity appeared.

Seeing this scene caused the Weaver of Extremity to gaze with a sense of loss as he sighed, trying to pierce the veils of mystery to understand.

When was Curagulus truly Curagulus? The Dikastes taking his form…did such a thing mean they killed the original entity or was he locked off somewhere?

Such questions applied to all the forms of beings that the Dikastes of Extremity took for their disguise as at this moment, the answer was not entirely clear!

The Weaver looked at the mixture of Vitalis and Vacuous Dikastes of Extremity in front of him who gazed towards him with their terrifying serpentine eyes, each of them holding tendrils of his Existential Extremity Authorities within their wings as they held their own purpose.

He…also held his own purpose!

{How about it? You all are here, I am here. Why don't we have a bout and see if one side can hurt the other?}

…!

The Weaver spoke nonchalantly as the Dikastes of Extremity continued to gaze at him coldly!

The intelligence of how the body of the Insurgent would disappear the moment they weaved their intent against him was now widespread amongst their forces, along with the fact that a minuscule shred of their authority would disappear thereafter.

They had to first understand his authorities and how to counter them before they proceeded forward, and anything else done at this moment would only be for the benefit of the Insurgent!

At the forefront, the visage of Cavalier Reylyra was cold as the pristine white of Vitalis flowed all around her, her intent weaving en masse.

|You are in a peculiar stage of existence right now where you may feel like you're making some difference, or that you're some Messiah who was capable of rising and doing something others couldn't. That the Seeds stretched out across the Vitalis and Vacuous Hyperversal Domains are some pitiable things you have to save. What you don't understand, Insurgent, is truly how futile all of that is.|