After all, essentially, a farm of Pioneers were presenting themselves before him. re Blood bags that he could use to obtain as many tools as he needed to continue Severing his concepts again and again!
He had a great deal of concepts where if you just took the round number of one hundred. If he truly wanted to Sever every single one of these one hundred concepts eighty-one tis, he would need 8,100 Globules of Blood of Pioneers!
So far, he had barely gotten twice a dozen.
So these entities that looked towards him voraciously, as if he was soone they wanted to eat up.. he looked towards them with a similar gaze as his eyes were filled with even more greed!
To them, there was uncertainty on whether he was who he truly was said to be.
But…he did not have any uncertainty. He moved with certainty as at this mont, he felt the gaze of the Immovable Sacred Guard frown, his figure that grabbed Pioneer Heracles showing a limp Entity with a haggard appearance as his weavings of existence were collapsing at a rapid rate.
They were sealed, and one side had to perish before the other could fully be unsealed.
This process accelerated as around Ozymandias, the glorious weavings of Outerversal returned.
Stellar radiance blood around him as right away, he initiated the Plot of Tragedy!
BOOM!
Weavings erupted out in all directions as all those under the Relegation Zone of Existence were told of the singular rule of the Plot of Tragedy.
When Ozymandias initiated its effects, he could choose a single path to seal, while others could also choose a single path of his to be sealed.
There was no specification on exactly who could make the choice to seal a path of his, and none of them would know exactly which one of them was the one that he sealed the path of.
It was a capability that was extrely dangerous and unfathomable in nature. The mont these weavings flashed and were explained to everyone here in the span of an instant, their gazes rapidly changed.
So even radiated trendous complexity all around them, almost as if to superimpose their own domain onto the Relegation Zone of Existence.
But this was not sothing so simple as a domain!
It was a different league entirely.
A glorious League of Existence where Noah's weavings were burning all alone.
His body pulsed with seas of dark Outerversal Authority, hundreds of eerie tentacles erupting behind him as he moved.
|For daring to attack my people, your path is sealed!|
…!
Ozymandias spoke out as he appeared above the bronze skinned Humanoid Pioneer whose eyes currently radiated shock and incredulity at being targeted as the first one, and the fact that truly he felt his path rapidly be enclosed and suppressed on all sides by an undeniable power.
When he saw the rapidly flourishing stellar obsidian sea behind Ozymandias, his own mind moved rapidly as he roared out.
|Your Outerversal Authority is also entirely sealed!|
…!
Yes.
Now, both of them would have sealed paths as the level of complexity they could display would be sothing much lesser. And-...!
TSING!
The infinity symbols that Ozymandias held in his hands swung a few hundred tis in the span of an instant the mont that he arrived before the bronze skinned Pioneer.
As he arrived, the recently returned Outerversal Authority was sealed yet again as this was the first and mainly prevalent path that everybody saw.
Yet even after it was sealed, this was rely a single aspect of the existence of Ozymandias.
His complexity did not whittle down by much at all!
So his hands flashed and swung down a few 100 tis in the span of an instant. In the next mont, the eyes of a Pioneer showed unfathomable shock and rising fear as his body beca bisected into a few hundred pieces!
Bisected.
Bisected!
A shocking progression.
A ridiculous reality!
And even within such reality, the Pioneer was still alive. Even now, his weavings were so complex that even after his path was sealed and then his body grievously injured, he was still witnessing everything that happened with his own two eyes.
He ca here because he heard of the resurgence of the Origin Sacred Primal galonian.
His path being sealed and collapsed was not sothing he ever imagined here!
Crimson bronze blood gushed out as it coagulated into multiple droplets, with a Severed light of Loot flashing on these rivers of Blood as they all converged to form a blood red crystalline gem that was pulled into the hands of Ozymandias.
[Zenith Constellation Source of a Pioneer]:: The culmination of achievent on the path of a Constellation Complexity existence. It is equivalent to 25 Globules of Blood of a Pioneer, or it could be used as a consumable item to spur the formation of the Path of a Pioneer. The formation of such a path is currently not recomnded until you can fully undergo Amalgamation with your Severed Sources of Existence and beco one with them. Otherwise, the chances of a path failing and collapsing are high. Other thods of utilization include using it as a whole to increase the complexity of any aspect of Existence, not just Ordinances or Paths…
The brilliance of Loot shone and provided a trendous treasure that when Ozymandias observed its weavings, his heart couldn't help but ache!
He realized how much he missed Ruination who could have multiplied this loot many tis over!
Just thinking of this caused his dying rage towards the dead Antiope and others to begin rising again.
Before him, the bisected body of the Pioneer looked haggard and dim as it slowly began to fall apart
|Impossible…|
His intent barely managed to leak out as many watched from the sidelines.
They watched as before anyone else could make a move, a Pioneer had already fallen!
Around Ozymandias, the obsidian Outerversal Authority returned once more, and with trendous vigor at this mont.
His eyes were like devilish serpents seeking prey as they gazed around the others at this mont!
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