"Ah…"
|Oh…!|
Weavings of shock spread out on clusters of hundreds of thousands of Eldritch Horrors watching the events within the Crucible of the Beyonder.
Undoubtedly, there were many here who were more powerful as Outerversal Morphons.
But their surprise ca from the sheer dominance shown within the challenges of The Crucible that should be a level above any entity challenging it!
So how was he outclassing it all so seamlessly?
Near the terrifying Great Wheel, Little Aspasia grasped her hands with a look of reverence as her intent echoed out.
|Believe in the Dream of the Beyonder! Believe in the Instrunt that shall usher in glory for all of galos Beyond…!|
Her gaze was reverent.
Her intent spread to others as they couldn't help but watch the illusory screens of the Crucible with rapt attention.
At this sa ti, a few light years away from this location.
In another area of the Pantheon of Umbra, the figure of Savitar had its eyes gazing all the way from this far distance, and yet he could see everything with clarity as he scoffed.
|The Instrunt that shall usher in glory? What a load of shit…|
His eyes contained particularly great distaste as at this mont, space fluctuated behind him to cause the appearance of a Morphon shrouded in black smoke.
They were shrouded so heavily and fully that the figure within couldn't even be seen.
Savitar beca stern at the appearance of such a figure as the purple flas in his skull blazed heavily.
|Rare to see you in these parts, O Great Ponderer.|
…!
The Great Ponderor.
Nietzsche!
This being shrouded in mystery even caused Savitar to feel uneasy.
Very rarely did he make a move.
But when he did, all things he wanted fell into place!
|Haha, Old Friend Savitar, what puts you in such a foul mood. Surely this so-called Instrunt can't be the cause?|
The black mass, with an indescribable form, released their intent as Savitar scoffed and said nothing.
How could he state that one of his weaker bodies in the galos Ynnere was just killed in one of the most ridiculous ways possible?
He kept it to himself as uniquely, he didn't even know the threatening being who appeared right beside him was one of the major causes for why he lost one of his bodies!
|Well, whatever has you sour, I ca with an opportunity today. The location of an Omniverse within galos Ynnere.|
…!
|Oh?|
The attention of Savitar was aroused.
His flas kindled on his sockets as the Great Ponderor continued.
|A newly discovered Omniverse by the Peons of the Commonwealth. They're wrapping up their little day of discovery as the wills of the Pillars of the Commonwealth are about to leave it. Likely a few weak Protectors will be left behind.|
The flas of Savitar rose higher as he replied.
|If the Commonwealth already has their presence there, I won't even be given ti to form a Dark Matter Core…|
|Is that all you need? There would be many juicy Delegatus there for you to grab.|
…!
The Words of the Great Ponderor caused Savitar to pause.
Right.
He had just lost a few million Delegatus with the death of one of his main bodies.
He could recoup his losses here, and make an exit before the truly powerful Peons of the Commonwealth arrive.
But as always…his flas burned suspiciously towards the Great Ponderor.
|And what do you get out of this information? You could do the sa for yourself and harvest this Omniverse for its life.|
Yes.
The Great Ponderor never did anything without aning.
What did they want out of this?
|Haha, naturally, I gain sothing. By the ti the Peons of the Commonwealth react and send more of their nearby forces, they will take those of nearby Omniverses. And once they do…I plan to attack an Omniverse with a particularly delicious Peon I've had my eye on. That I can't share with you…but yes, I will benefit too.|
…!
The Words of the Great Ponderor were straightforward as Savitar nodded.
He had to quell so of his rage and recoup his losses!
|Very well.|
The One Who Walks agreed as the shrouded figure of the Great Ponderor buzzed with brilliance.
Unknown to Savitar, his target lay within Omniverse X-999.
Protector Noah Osmont!
At the thought of this being, the Great Ponderor recalled how not too long ago, he had displayed how he had attained the state of One With Existence to the Equestris Protectors where his Delegatus was hidden.
And here, he received reports that shockingly, the newly born Instrunt had attained the State of One With galos.
Two different pieces of information.
They only fluttered across his mind briefly before they passed.
There was no possible trigger to soone cause the Great Ponderor to even associate these two events!
His focus at this mont was the Protector that had stolen his hard work.
The one he currently hunted as after Savitar made a move against Omniverse X-999, he would co to understand more about Noah Osmont.
And as always.
Only after he fully understood his enemy would he make a move.
Only then!
And by the ti he made a move, his enemy would already be defeated!
For he…was Nietzsche!
|Mmm…|
His existence buzzed as he also observed the so called Instrunt in the distance.
He also had to make plans on how he could benefit from this.
Based on the montum the Instrunt carried, should he be a supporter…or a Heretical Morphon?
His weavings flashed with brilliance as they observed the Instrunt shoot up the mountain, the unbreakable Guards of the Amarantos Dream surging towards him like Pillars of obsidian gold radiance, and yet his heart smashed out its tentacles with heavy waves of force that smashed them away as they sunk into the earth of the mountain!
When they rose from their craters, their bodies already held fractures.
When they sought to stop him again by throwing their bodies and long golden horns towards him…
BOOM!
They were smashed for a second ti with even greater ferocity as when they smashed onto the mountain again, their bodies were already in crystalline pieces!
His relentless advancent could not be stopped as he neared the peak of the mountain.
The mont he passed it, regardless of whether he passed the remaining challenges of this Crucible…he would gain a portion of the Transcendent galos Ability, Amarantos Dream of the galos!
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