Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse Chapter 1579 The Reality Warping BellicoseTyrant Becons! ll

Chapter 1579 The Reality Warping BellicoseTyrant Becons! ll

Within the castle that currently housed Empress Genevieve and her female guard.

The Pure-Blooded female guard was currently stretching her body while putting on an annoyed expression, her sweet voice ringing out with complaints at this mont.

"Master, you know how much I hate acting stiff and straight for days on end, and you still made co on this trip!"

The powerful Eighth Firmant guard actually addressed the Empress as such, her fingers tapping the corner of her shoulders as the white cape flowing serenely behind her disappeared, leaving her in her golden wrappings that tightly hugged the curves of her body.

"Will Little Beatrix really have do these trips alone? And this ti, I even found sothing interesting in these dry realities. re children calling themselves Peerless Alchemists just because they can refine High Tier Pills…the quality has truly continued to fall since the Olden Tis!"

The white cape behind Empress Genevieve disappeared with the sa motion as she opened the golden doors of the room to enter one of the many balconies of this castle, her eyes watching the stellar twinkling lights before them and the huge Primordial Temple rising ahead of them.

Behind her, the pessimistic voice of her guard could be heard.

"Will this Enlightened Peerless Alchemist really allow you to have any more of an edge over those idiots? The biggest problem still remains those old fools as at this point…ah."

…!

Her words seed to have brought up old mories as the expression on Empress Genevieve changed to instantly wipe away her smile, the stretching guard seemingly feeling her mistake the mont she finished speaking as she touched upon a heavy subject, her figure walking up to the now quiet Genevieve as she hugged her from behind.

"I'm sorry, Master. But just eons of standing in the sa place have made pessimistic, Empress."

"But…I still understand that anything is possible with the weaving of Destiny. Maybe this Alexander King is another one of the pieces that will give you an edge over the coming tis. It's just that we have been doing this for so long…we have seen it play out over and over again…"

The Pure-Blooded Human spoke of hidden mysteries as the expression of Empress Genevieve cald, patting the hands wrapping around her as she gazed below them where the feast was still going.

"What I need to do Little Beatrix…it must succeed without a doubt. For what they did to has to be repaid a trillion fold!"

WAA!

Her eyes swirled with shocking mystery as one could see her irises flash with a beastial light every now and then, imnse hatred and vicissitude hidden within as she spoke spat out lightly!

"These vile Pure-Blooded Cardinal Royal Humans…they truly took sothing they should not have taken all those years ago as in this age, I will take everything from them."

…!

Her dazzling eyes shone brightly as she stared at her jade like hands, unbelievable words being secretly spoken by this future Candidate Ruler of a Pure-Blooded Bloodline!

"They can spread their hegemony to as many Realities as they wish. They can contain as many Bloodlines as they wish! But for them to plunder and refine my very Origin since the Olden Tis?! They will pay!"

OOOOM!

"I will tear them apart piece by piece as their Legends that are living so lavishly in the Grotto Sanctums…their Blood shall bathe these vast Realities in this Age of Emperors. No matter if it fractures the very fabric of Realities itself, I swear on the Blood of the Old coursing within that they will pay!"

….!

The figure of the Pure-Blooded Human known as Beatrix hugged the body of Empress Genevieve even tighter as she seed to sympathize and understand her pain, her voice low as her Jewel-like eyes were watery like an incandescent Reality as she sighed while speaking.

"Master will succeed. I know it."

"Mmm. As for existences like Alexander King, they are rely pieces atop this vast chessboard. They know too little and expect too much…but let's see just what this Enlightened Peerless Alchemist is made of by unlocking his secrets today. He is rely a child as he doesn't even know what his Olden Bloodline ans. When his uses run out, he'll simply join the list of Emperors of Old I will refine to elevate myself even higher…"

Her face carried a trace of power and regality as she spoke, turning towards Beatrix as she asked with a smile.

"Rember how we unveiled the secrets and the Runic Ecriture of Modus Operandi of the Telos Chthonian Ninth Firmant Fiend eons ago?"

"Hmm? Ah, that?" Beatrix's face adopted a devilish expression as she nodded while replying.

"Then this one will be even easier."

With conviction and a sly smile, The Empress nodded as she moved her hands. "A piece of cake!"

PAH!

She snapped her fingers once more as the body of Ancestral Elder Chaesalor in the distance trembled, once more leaving the feast and appearing before the door of the castle in re seconds with a flash of light as he spoke out respectfully.

"What else can this old man do for the Empress?"

This existence that controlled dozens of Pri Realities actually continued to speak in such a manner, the prestige of this being before him simply being too high as he couldn't help it! Yet the reply that rang in his ears nearly caused his heart to break as within the vibrant room of the castle, Empress Genevieve and Beatrix parted and retain their old deanors.

"You arranged entertainnt for all my guards as each of them are locked in castles with multiple won…where is my arranged entertainnt, O Ancestral Elder?"

Empress Genevieve's voice was cold as it caused Chaesalor to sweat, this Ninth Firmant existence never even daring to think about sending n to accompany the Empress similar to how multiple curvaceous won had been given the chance to accompany her guards.

After all, nobody could be worthy of even touching the Empress!

"This old one didn't dare to assu anything. Who would be worthy to entertain Empress such as yourself-…!"

Before his words even finished, Chaesalor seed to have caught on as his face changed, a foreboding sensation welling up in his heart as what he feared was voiced out soon after.

"You seem to already know who I want to entertain . Send him over…discreetly."

…!

Within the castle, the body of the Empress beca bathed with a resplendent golden light as the essence of a Quasi-TABOO Nomological Edict weaved out silently, her eyes gaining a golden sheen as she cast a terrifying ability!

At the doors of the castle, Chaesalor's dim eyes beca brighter and brighter as he truly thought about the situation, understanding and even a light of envy soon appearing on his face as he nodded silently at the end, his figure disappearing to co back to the throngs of Celestial Vines surrounding Noah.

"Alright alright, that's enough. I have things to discuss with Alexander for now, you all scatter!"

The Eighth and Seventh Firmant Celestial Vines nearly let out complaints as they wanted to form stronger connections with an Enlightened Peerless Alchemist, but they didn't have the prestige of a certain Empress as they instantly listened to the words of the Ninth Firmant Ancestral Elder!

This being placed his hand on Noah as the two of them silently disappeared, Victoria and the others watching this scene while sighing as they continued with the festivities.

Spatial waves blood as Noah and Chaesalor were teleported behind an exquisite golden door within a certain castle, Noah hearing the words of this Ancestral Elder in his mind as he actually found this being to be looking at him with an inexplicable light that even had a hint of…envy!

"Do this in service of your Bloodline…though you might be willing even if it wasn't for that, ah!"

This Ninth Firmant existence spoke as such while sighing with an envious light and fading away,

Noah's own eyes let out a splendor of multicolored light as he saw the golden doors open to show the exquisite figure of Empress Genevieve, her Pure-Blooded female guard standing beside a large soft bed as a sonorous voice echoed out.

"What more do you know about the traditions of the Pure-Blooded Cardinal Royal Humans? Of the relations between n and won."

Suggestive words that might cause any man to lose their mind echoed out as Noah stared at the figure of the dark haired future Candidate Ruler of the Pure-Blooded Cardinal Royal Humans. An untouchable being that others couldn't even dream of coming near! Her eyes were currently tinged with gold as Noah felt his Quasi-TABOO Nomological Edict of the Dictum Emperor surging silently within him, a shocking battle undoubtedly about to unfold as he prepared himself.

He lightly walked into the room while shaking his head.

"Not too much, Empress. What should I be mindful of?"

"Mmm…carnal relations are common between n and won as they do not have to hold any special anings behind it. Think of it as…another form of greeting. A different sparring session. Of course, this one is to be discreet as no soul shall know about it unless it is death they seek."

…!

Her words contained a hint of command as she spoke, her exquisite figure walling to the center of the room as she snapped her fingers and caused a robust Domain to cover everything around them!

"With that being said…co in."

"..."

Noah's eyes flashed brightly as he looked into the room and landed on the plump Pure-Blooded crimson haired female guard that was also with them in this room, a powerful light beginning to surge in his Origin as he felt a great sense of danger mixed in with bountiful opportunity!

"Your guard?"

"Pay no attention to her. She may join us if you are as outstanding here as you are an Enlightened Peerless Alchemist."

WAA!

Noah's eyes shone with a light of Tyranny at such words as his illusory crimson gold crown spun with power above him, his figure going into the folds of this room entirely as the golden doors shut behind his back. A light of Conquest surged in his eyes as his Quasi-TABOO Nomological Edicts activated in full, the might of the Tyrannical Emperor being challenged at this mont as he would not have it!

His golden blood of the Olden Tis roared and surged as whatever identity this Bloodline belonged to seed enraged at the constant provocation from another Olden Bloodline. No matter the history and power of these existences, no matter what their identities were…the pride and tyranny of the Dictum Emperor could not be disparaged as the essence of this Edict unfolded freely at this mont.

Deep within Noah's soul, the Nomological Edicts of Apocalypse and Tyrannical Emperor that were simply waiting to be elevated to the Quasi-TABOO level after the return of Noah's 100 Portions of Souls with their new Realities surged as they lay in wait- a battle of multiple sides beginning at this ti!

His destiny was constantly ringing out warning bells as these existences wanted to gaze at him, but under Supre Tier Bloodline of the Watcher…he could gaze back with even more ferocity as this was a chance to understand just what a terrific existence this Empress before him was.

For this…Noah reduced the usage of the Essence of Reality with his other bodies as multiple dium Tier Reality Crystals were devoured to keep him at full capacity, his eyes vibrant with authority as he jumped head first into the battle!