2282 Deterioration III
Space buzzed and coiled like a spring as if it could burst and release waves of essence at any mont.
The one responsible for this was none other than Sacrarium Emperor Vulcan as tendrils of stellar purple light emanated from his eyes!
His plump figure showed off astounding majesty at this mont as he just told the Last True Emperor of the Barren Lands that had brought his golden throne to a height even slightly above his throne and the throne of the prudish Ophelia...he had just told this being that he could bring him right back down with a flick of his hand!
And what he enjoyed the most played out before his eyes.
Everything fell under the gaze of his Will as he saw the stellar eyes of the True Emperor of Quintessence lock onto his as they showed utmost confidence and power.
He loved this the most. To see the eyes of beings who thought themselves to be special or important shine with such confidence and pride...as he would soon break this confidence and make such beings be re husks of who they used to be!
It had happened too many tis before.
A few hundred thousand years ago, a Descendant of a Sacrarium Emperor was making trips across the Dominions of the Ancestral Lernaeans as she arrived in the Abecedarian Sacrarium and thought she could play high and mighty due to this being considered the beginner Sacrarium under the Lernaeans.
She thought she could rely on the power of her father who was another Sacrarium Emperor as nobody could touch her!
And Vulcan...had put this being in her place as to her shock and dismay, he forcefully toyed with her before throwing her out of the Abecedarian Sacrarium, watching gleefully as she contacted her father as even when this being ca- only a battle erupted as the other party couldn't suppress him!
And the arrogance and pride ingrained in the bones of that woman shattered as she saw her father turn back with an ashen gaze of utmost fury, pulling back all their forces as no justice was achieved.
Her eyes were only a husk of what they used to be as she left, the visage of Vulcan watching it with relish as it fed his Desire.
So billions of years ago, multiple True Emperors had also passed through the Abecedarian Sacrarium as beings like Hideyoshi bowed their heads before him.
True Empress Katya could do nothing but swallow her Karmic pride and enter his abode when he blandly told her it was his way of sowing Karma.
No matter who it was, one after another...they all ca to be broken down of their self-confidence and pride soon after they t him as all this...fed into his Desire!
It was why right now, he was infinitely close to the 8th Boundary Layer of Desire as he felt that if he could break the imnsely high confidence this being displayed... this True Emperor that was actually the last of his kind to stem from the Barren Lands...he may just advance past the barrier that blocked him all these years.
He couldn't help but deepen his smile as after seeing the confidence on this being's face, he continued.
WAA!
The crackling waves of power in the surroundings vibrated madly and coiled and compressed even more as Vulcan raised his hand!
Those in the surrounding felt their hearts and Will be devoid of any thoughts but what was occurring before them now as the majesty of Sacrarium Emperor Vulcan only intensified!
His voice reached a crescendo as his right hand...waved down.
And it carried with it a billowing sense of awe and pressure as even those sitting on the thrones below him felt their souls tighten!
Their Wills trembled and vibrated under the pressure as how would any being who had only achieved the 6th Boundary Layer even face this?!
They expected to see the color drain out of the face of the True Emperor of Quintessence as this pressure surged his way, but their pupils dilated as they saw this being recline back with even greater majesty on his Throne.
His face dripped of utmost glory and coldness as towards Vulcan and the billowing waves of power he released, this being spoke out with utmost clarity.
...!
HOONG!
A horrific storm of purple light thundered down as the True Emperor of Quintessence stared at it calmly.
Could he truly withstand an existence that had reached the very peak of the 7th Boundary Layer? Soone that had been refined in the Havens of Extremity all these years?
Were it other beings, it would be an impossibility.
The rankings of Boundaries were set in stone as the closer a Boundary was towards Extremity, the more powerful it was!
If an existence took a Crimson Planar Boundary to the 8th Boundary Layer stood against an existence who took a Golden Innate Boundary that was higher in rarity and tier to the 7th Boundary Layer, their strength would sowhat be balanced due to the difference of the Planar Ranking and Innate Ranking- but the one closer to Extremity would still show greater power.
But then, there was Noah.
Multiple Crimson Innate Boundaries at the 6th Boundary Layer.
Their Boosts and Augntations...were utterly obscene as a single example was the 5th Boundary Layer of Quintessence that granted 1,000% to All Aeonic Parater Values!
Other beings did not have this!
At most, their augntations stopped at 100% to All Aeonic Parater Values.
So even though Noah's Boundaries were only at the 6th Boundary Layers, the type of boosts they granted due to their high tier and of course, due to their quality of Quintessence....granted Noah Augntations equivalent to those at the 7th Boundary Layer- if not possibly those at the 8th Layer as well.
This was what his soul told him.
His Quintessential Aeonic Soul.
It was also a type of Soul no other beings had as its Aeonic Soul Value that was now surging past 80,000... could not be denied!
This was the reason for his confidence.
And now, the ti ca to put theory into practice as when the billowing tendrils of power from Sacrarium Emperor Vulcan descended, Noah's figure domineeringly settled on his Throne as the radiant luster of crimson, gold, and a myriad of colors blood.
The magnificence of Quintessence...blood in the Havens of Extremity for the first ti!
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