The galos were too vast.
As unfathomable as the Infiniverse galos was, they could not cover everything.
So start a process, and muddy the waters along the way.
He rembered in one Amarantos Dream how the Instrunt of the Beyonder had spread the galos Beyond into the galos Ynnere.
He looked at the flower with three petals as, at this ti, a golden fla rose on his finger that he brought down and made a swiping motion at the demarcation that stood between the galos Ynnere and galos Beyond!
The Maharishi saw this and turned serious as she asked.
"What happened with the Faceless Lifeforms?"
"They burn while still searching. The Tainted Watcher of the Wheelomachy…proposed galocide as a threat. We shall deter as much as possible."
…!
The gazes of the Sages and Yoo Jin flickered at such words as their eyes flashed with distaste!
When they simply thought of this word…
galocide!
Sothing far too heavy to even utter with its implications!
And yet the Burnt One spoke about preventing it easily as the Maharishi nodded while speaking valiantly.
"We remain under your command for anything that needs to be done."
WAA!
Sources continued to pledge themselves to his banner as Noah nodded while closing his eyes.
He felt the simring True Severed Singed Fla of Existence and all the parts of him that had undergone 27 Severings due to this fla.
All parts of him!
At this mont, his complexity was the highest it had ever been as he focused on the Source of Outerversal.
He focused on the Source of galos.
Since he was in both the galos Beyond and galos Ynnere, it was easy to sense where both parts of him were!
What he now studied was what lay between them.
The Demarcation between Ynnere and Beyond!
The point that he had crossed so ti ago when he first sent a part of himself to beco Ozymandias.
When he put all of this together, it wasn't hard for his weavings that had been truly severed many tis over to begin spreading themselves into gaps others could not even observe as he used the channel between himself, the Infiniverse galos, and Ozymandias to achieve it!
In between the channel.
There was an impenetrable barrier of complexity and stability.
A barrier that Outerversal Morphons crossed whenever they sent lines down into Ynnere to fish for Delegatus.
A line that those with a sufficient amount of complexity could cross, but it always remained where it was this whole ti.
The line that kept the purity between Matter and Dark Matter.
Between the galos Ynnere and the galos Beyond.
Noah felt its vastness and imperability as he spoke to himself.
"It is ti for this wall to co down."
HUUM!
He spoke like this as one would wonder how such a thing could be achieved.
But for him…he simply allowed white gold flas to flow out of him endlessly, crossing the channel between him and Ozymandias as they were all shuttled into that midpoint- into that imperable barrier!
True Severed Singed Fla of Existence.
It perated across the weavings of the galos Ynnere and galos Beyond as these flas…were part of the complexity of the Wheel of Existence itself!
They held Embers of the Fla of the Wheel of Existence.
Their input into the Demarcation between two distinct weavings of existence…was akin to a ruling that the Wheel of Existence itself was passing down!
There was no rejection.
In fact, as the white gold flas entered and filled this invisible boundary between Matter and Dark Matter seamlessly before they began to spread wildly, Noah keeping a steady input of these flas as he did not know the ends of this boundary- so he simply poured everything in!
And on the other side…
Ozymandias stood within the galos Beyond.
Above the Pantheon of Umbra where the bodies of Faceless Lifeforms that held the power of Pioneers lay wriggling and dying!
Around the obsidian gold winged Ozymandias, the figures of the Observer of Old and Young, the Great Mother, the Great Wheel, the Great Ponderor, the One Who Walks, and many more observed this scene of glory and horror as a Dark Tower that had been siphoning off the weavings of existence of all Outerversal Morphons here crashed down into nothingness.
And yet such a glorious scene was not given any ti for reverence as from all around the stellar dark space around them, terrifying auras soon blood.
The Great Mother and Others raised their wills up in shock as they didn't just feel the horrific auras of those far exceeding Existence Severing- there were those even a level above this!
Pioneers. And above them, Source Complexity entities!
And their auras were all distinct as so pulsed with the weavings of Matter, others of Anti-Matter, and others of their own Dark Matter!
"You did not even try to hide, O Instrunt of the Beyonder. O Resurgence of the Origin Sacred Primal galonian!"
HUUM!
A Source Complexity Golden Titan bellowed out with fervor and laughed as he ca with other Source Complexities from various Palaces of the Expanse, and there were even Pioneers and Source Complexity entities that were Outerversal Morphons here!
One of them- a massive stellar obsidian tree with countless tentacles for its branches, ca forward at this mont and spoke out.
"Since he is of my galos Beyond, I shall speak and evaluate his weavings first…"
He floated ahead with indefatigable brilliance as the Golden Titans and others shook their heads.
They all wanted to get their hands on him. Would they really make it easy for others to grasp him just like that?
As their complexities were about to explode outwards.
As the weavings of the Great Mother and others were ashen, with the Existence Severing Great Mother even about to speak defiantly towards all these beings!
Ozymandias floated up by himself gloriously as his obsidian gold hands were raised.
"O ye poor masses filled with greed."
HUUM!
His voice was reverential as he raised his hands up and continued!
"It was said that with the coming of the Instrunt of the Beyonder, the galos Beyond would be elevated to a level unforeseen before. This elevation…shall be the stage of your graves on this day."
…!
Shocking words of incredulity were uttered out as the Source Complexity entities looked at each other, but in the next mont…Ozymandias clenched his hand into a fist and struck out the barren dark space beside him!
A simple strike of a fist.
And yet in the next mont, the space here shattered like a broken mirror- a mirror that seed to be filled with white gold flas inside of it!
It began where his punch was and rapidly extended outwards as if the very galos Beyond was breaking!
And from the origin of this breakage.
The stupefied entities here saw…weavings of Matter on the other side as it was the galos Ynnere!
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