Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3465

The precipice of the battle.

Everybody knew they had arrived at such a place as they could feel how fickle their lives could be.

Many came here because their Palaces of the Expanse sent them to confirm and obtain the possible weavings of the Megalonians.

They weren’t able to obtain a definitive confirmation, but everything they saw so far pointed to a single conclusion.

And now, with the very real threat of death towards entities such as them, their paths kindled brightly as they gave it everything they had.

In the periphery of the Relegation Zone of Existence, there were also the Existence Severing entities who came, and yet they had been shockingly ignored this entire battle as only the Pioneers had joined in!

Every single one of them turned against the Instrument of the Beyonder who even at this moment radiated the aura of Severing.

But…

|That is not existence severing…!|

…!

A group of humanoid Existence Severing entities adorned in white robes had ashen expressions as they watched their remaining Pioneers surge toward Ozymandias.

The more they looked at this being who was pulling on a bowstring and releasing bursts of heavy complexity, the more they confirmed again and again that he seemed to be in an entirely different League!

He had shown at the very least twenty Severed weavings of Existence.

Did this mean that he held a power equivalent to twenty Existence Severing entities in his body?

No!

Even this felt wrong as at this moment, even though his aura felt like Existence Severing, even though it looked and smelled like Existence Severing, they were convinced that it was not!

These Existence Severing entities who became wallflowers in the background felt the same stifling sensation from Ozymandias as the renowned Pioneers they knew.

And this sensation was continuing to rise in an even more obscene manner. His complexity continued to climb! _{ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom}

This could not be allowed to continue!

The Existence Severing Palace Masters knew this, and the Pioneers knew this even more.

So the last assault began.

Pioneered Paths flourished.

In the middle of all this, Ozymandias held a dazzling white bow filled with the coursing aura of Genesis, his hands moving nonstop as he pulled on the bowstring and released arrows filled with the Severed Weavings of Chronos!

At this moment, time felt like it slowed.

Around him, rivers of blood of Pioneers poured in large numbers as finally, all those 20+ Pioneers who were sealed and sent towards the edges of the Relegation Zone of Existence perished.

All of their collapsed weavings and blood flowed into him with the estimate of a single Pioneer giving approximately more than 25+ Globules of Blood.

It meant a gain of more than 500 Globules of Blood of Pioneers.

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In the slowed time, as Pioneers surged all around him to fight their very lives, Ozymandias paused to wonder how he got here.

How a young man from a blue planet was standing in a place known as the Expanse while entities that had lived for billions of years before him…were dying due to his means.

Pioneers.

He closed his eyes as he felt all of his Ordinances that were unsealed.

He felt the beat of his heart. He felt his Invictus Wings. He felt…his weavings.

His weavings! What made him who he was.

What allowed him to do what he was doing now with no regrets or worries on what the consequence could be in the future.