The weaving of destiny was unique as it didn't particularly favor any being over others.
Those who had great destinies and high quantified fate or destiny values could understand the weaving of destiny better and navigate it with a level of control, but even they were existences who could have their destiny et an abysmal end at any point in ti.
There were Chosen Emperors...but even they still fell.
The Nightwalker kept this in mind during all his ventures as he was an extrely careful being!
He monitored the situation and forces of Primordials sent against him while carrying out the mission of locating the Dinsional Inimicus.
This mission alone was hard as even locating and knowing the target they sought right before them was nearly impossible unless the will of a Dinsional Ruler ca in contact with the target- their closeness to the Latent Will of the Dream Dinsion allowing them to sense the Dinsional Inimicus.
But for all others, it was the flip of a coin as due to this, they had the commands to raze down all Realities and existences they ca across.
Because they did not know who their enemy was...just that he was in the Desolate Mausoleum.
So the Nightwalker followed the commands of the Dinsional Ruler he followed as after confirming the latest change of the battle to be a particularly unique existence that was tilting it'd favor and pace...he was finally ready to make a move.
The massive nightmarish sword he grasped buzzed as it released torrential flas of sandu black and gold light that wrapped around his body.
The fortune that had gotten him all the way here was this. A unique sword he found embedded in a domain field of Desolate essence in the Dream Dinsion Billions of years ago. He had even hidden its uses from the Dinsional Ruler above him as he let so of its power loose at this mont!
BOOOM!
The torrential flas rose up like hellish mountains as Suzerain Jiyeon and the others had their expressions change, their bodies also lighting up brightly as a shocking change enveloped the battlefield.
From the soul shaking massive nightmarish sword that the Nightwalker held, waves of the Decretum of Dreams echoed out along with potent Absolute Dream Authority.
Potent was the word here.
Its effects were significant as it took the will of the Nightwalker from its Nightmares to portray them to Reality.
The many eyes of this being flashed as he made a move to simply complete the mission given to him with no ulterior motives, his only goal being to erase those who lay in his path!
The Primordial Suzerains were counted in this...as well as the newly appearing entrant that erased a tenth of his forces.
HUUUM!
A dangerous symphony pulsed.
And the Nightwalker spoke out as everything in the surroundings beca enveloped by a blanket of torrential nightmarish obsidian and golden flas.
"Haven Shattering, Reality Collapsing."
...!
The massive obsidian nightmarish sword swung down as like a key unlocking sothing, the Nightwalker turned it.
And then a cataclysm arrived as deadly beams of Nightmare Sword Flas surged out in the Trillions to blanket everything!
Most of them surged towards the 5 Suzerains, but a few streaked towards the prominent Ultima Strata Primordial Commanders, with a not insignificant amount surging towards Noah!
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A field of black and gold sword flas that swathed the very void around it.
The Boundary Between Realities trembled and fissured as this cataclysmic essence wildly spread.
This was what the battlefield had turned into as even the empty area Noah had cleared beca covered, these shocking Nightmare Sword Flas not discriminating between friend or foe as even the 3 remaining Ultima Strata existences Noah faced felt their hearts shudder!
'The one to cause all this...'
The Eyes of the Tri-Pupiled Kainos Emperor flashed as they gazed upon the powerful Dream Master.
Upon the Nightwalker.
: Suzerain Vovadan/The Nightwalker
: Imperial Nightmare Oneiric
: Grotto Haven
: Dream Walker, Terror Bringer...
: 17 Trillion
: 3 Trillion
: 250 Million
: 2,500 Trillion
: 66 : 66…
: Grotto Haven
: !!!
"..."
Dreadful numbers rose before Noah's eyes as this wasn't the most pressing matter about the being he gazed at.
It was the fact that above his head, three exclamation marks were present!
'What the hell is this...?'
Noah's eyes shone with a profound interest in this ti of great danger, focusing in on the prompt that was indecipherable while his will prompted Lavalliere.
From this unique treasure, Absolute Dream Authority flashed as Noah continued to give her the loot he wasn't in great need of that stemd from Beta Strata existences and below.
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