He felt everything about himself.
His concepts.
His authority.
His connections.
His Atlas!
Even his Atlas was Severed as it glowed with its own fantastical brilliance, the changes brought about due to this being unknown!
The changes.
At this mont Noah looked up to see the gaze of Ozymandias and the Infiniverse galos Body that showed elation, but he didn't return this elation. He had to grasp and understand exactly what his choice had led to at this mont as behind him, the Frequency Gateway that looked like a wormhole swirled with multicolored radiance- gray light brightly showing a stable channel.
A stable channel where one could easily pass through from any side. After he crossed through once, the pathway was fully set and stabilized as there was now a direct path established between Hell Terra Firma and another Frequency of the Wheel!
For the first ti.
Now, what ca from such an action?
A distance equivalent to a few thousand Omniverses away from Omniverse X-999.
Omniverse X-1.
Outerversal Authority was running rampant as hundreds of Morphons fought against thousands of Simians.
At the forefront, the Sword of the Commonwealth gloriously stood above a unique runic structure that seed to be made of wood- its strokes making the character [SU]!
It was none other than a Piece of a Phantom Trace of the Wheel of Existence!
With it, The Sword of the Commonwealth who was fused with multiple other Simians at Ordinance of Existence and Ordinance Amalgamation level…stood against three Existence Severing Outerversal Morphons.
An entity in the form of a starfish, another who looked like a purple gold jellyfish, and an eel who radiated stellar obsidian grandeur!
And yet…
They all couldn't get past a bunch of Ordinance Amalgamation Simians with the Sword of the Commonwealth in the lead precisely because of the unfathomable power of a single thing.
The treasure that gave The Commonwealth their power.
The Piece of a Phantom Trace of the Wheel! Not much was known about it apart from its closeness to the Wheel of Existence, but with it, the campaign of Outerversal Morphons may actually be halted.
The Outerversal Morphon in the shape of a jellyfish, a Great One known as the Deep Sea Violator, roared out while constantly unleashing inky black flas that ford sharp typhoons forward.
|You will soon fall when you cannot power up that tool! When your weavings cannot sustain it anymore, do you know what we will do to your people?! Do you know?!|
Its gaze was filled with interminable brilliance as its flas that burned with complexity were warded off by a dim gold radiance that stemd from the Piece of a Phantom Trace of the Wheel!
If only-
BOOM!
At such a ti, a blast of gray light passed through this area as it caused every single entity to feel alarm, and in the next mont, the Deep Sea Violator felt the complex and scorching dark flas it was releasing by imposing his existence onto the surroundings…he felt it rapidly weaken and falter as it reduced in complexity and size by at least ten tis.
At least!
He was shocked to see this as he wasn't the only one, with even the Simians experiencing this but…
"Haha…!"
The Sword of the Commonwealth laughed raucously as he felt the brilliance of the Piece of a Phantom Trace of the Wheel…remain exactly as powerful while every other weavings of existence seed to be weakening.
His complexity and the complexity of those fused with him flooded into the Piece of a Phantom Trace of the Wheel as in the next mont, it released a blinding arc of golden light that ford into a complex spinning Wheel- one that speedily went towards the Deep Sea Violator who roared out and manipulated existence with his severed Ordinance, but he barely managed to gather a shred of his normal weavings!
SHIING!
The attack arrived as the Existence Severing Outerversal Morphon instantly had a huge gash spread across its body, its complexity shaking unsteadily and with shock while it looked at the Simians who seed energized by the tool around them.
The Sword of the Commonwealth looked at this scene with blinding eyes as he roared out.
|Kill them all. Kill them ALL!|
BOOM!
Wonder and heaviness unfolded.
Away from here.
On another Battlefield, the Prisoner stood surrounded by dozens of Golden Titans- his body filled with faint marks of injuries as if it were made from reinforced steel.
And yet he stood undaunted by all of these attacks as the Golden Titans that were fused into a single massive one roared out at this mont.
|We just want our people! Simply give our people back, and all of this is over!|
Their roars were maddening ones filled with rage.
And in the midst of all of this, a shocking blast of gray brilliance flashed past them and caused everything to change.
All of them were alard as they gazed around, their weavings erupting out to discern and analyze exactly what had happened.
What they discovered startled them as the illusory form of the massive Golden Titan rapidly shrunk in size, and the few dozen Golden Titans that ford it could now be seen as it dissipated!
The level of Atmospheric Weavings of Existence in the surroundings…had reduced trendously in that short period of ti that the input of weavings they were placing in to form that illusory visage were no longer sufficient to keep it portrayed in the outside weavings of existence.
…!
At the sa ti.
The eyes of the Prisoner and the Golden Titans all looked towards a certain direction.
There, the blast of gray brilliance had revealed the grandeur of a massive multicolored tree that branched out towards the Omniverses of the galos Ynnere.
It was none other than the Tresoverse Primaltree of Existence from the Tresoverse Domain of the Omnifather!
It was now unveiled as from the depths of its massive trunk, the Golden Titans could feel the lineage of their brethren there!
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