Chapter 2787 Decimating the Scales of Power! II
2787 Decimating the Scales of Power! II
Both Infinity and Quintessence led the way as the Architects of the Quintessential Annals of Extremity.
And instantly, the trillions of illusory pages being released from the Extremity Vein became all that much more solid- and they melded and fused into the reality of the Infinite Hyperversal Haven as a moment later...immense silence descended all around as if all noise was cut off.
As if all senses were momentarily cut off.
And only before Noah's will did a burst of information pass.
[The Records of the Extremity of Quintessence are his own.]
[The Records of the Quintessential Annals of Extremity are distinct and separate as any Recorded and possible Unrecorded Histories of the Extremity of Quintessence and those associated with him are being stricken off from the Vitalis and Vacuous Annals of Extremity!] ...!
A phenomenal prompt came.
A prompt...that had tremendous repercussions and long lasting effects.
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Within the Supernal Havens of Extremity.
In the furthest reaches of the Supernal Haven of Genesis, austere white liquified Havenly Extremity Authority of Genesis floated into streams and circled a circular singularity of light that was the size of a grain of sand.
This singularity seemed to always twist and distort space as it was currently within the Supernal Haven of Genesis, but days ago, it was warped into the Supernal Haven of Penumbra!
Its exterior was covered by hundreds of thousands of Crimson Hyperversal Havenly Extremity Rune Scriptures of Havenly Authorities, such a dense yet silent convergence of power being enough to ground even an Entity at the Fifth Gradation of Extremity with a mere exertion of pressure.
And within this singularity, an astonishing scene could be observed.
As if entering an entirely new record of Reality, a paradisiacal space filled with rising flames of Havenly Authorities surrounded a massive obsidian Blacksmith's Forge that looked like an ancient castle unseen even in the olden times.
And this Forge had at its very center a crimson gold hammer that was currently smashing down by itself- its target actually being a miniaturized Minor Haven that was clustered together with a metalloid giving off waves of Extremity Authority!
Tens of thousands of Crimson Hyperversal Havenly Extremity Rune Scriptures of FORGING and SMITHING swirled around this hammer as it pounded down ever so often.
Around this austere forge, one could see a few hundred Armaments of Extremity displayed on its walls or floating around it with serenity- ranging from Armor, Helms, Axes, Spears, Swords, Vessels, and more.
One particular Armament was held in the hands of the only Entity within this domain, his burly brose hands grasping a Chalice radiating the glow of a Middle Grade Armament of Extremity as it shone with a golden light of Helios.
The Entity holding it was humanoid in his current form as his figure was a robust and sizable one, his arms thick from constant work as rolling muscles were powerfully hidden within.
His face carried a sense of age and mystery, as well as profound calmness and power as his dark hair messily arrived at his shoulders.
His upper body and its bulging bronze muscles were laid bare as black briefs radiating the glow of a Middle Grade Armament of Extremity covered his lower half.
This being was currently staring at the golden chalice within his hands as the Halton liquid within it was buzzing due to no other fact but... OSMONT!
The chorus of veneration and honor that bellowed out the name of a single being over and over again with a booming symphony.
The Eyes of the Extremity of Steel were calm as he listened to the chorus around him, his gaze complex as he seemed to be thinking about something else as he sighed.
[One more to add to the tally...but what difference does it make?]
Words holding great age and mystery echoed out from him as he listened to the profound symphony, comparing it to others he had heard in the past as... OSM-
...!
His head rose.
He looked around.
He listened.
And...he heard nothing.
The booming chorus of honor and glory along with the chanting of the name had suddenly been cut off.
And this Entity knew it was forcefully cut off as he felt the very Records of this chanting disappear- as if they never existed!
His eyes blinked with a trace of surprise as he peered deeper.
Hundreds of thousands of Crimson Hyperversal Havenly Extremity Rune Scriptures swirled around him from just a few concepts as he sought the Records of what had just occurred.
And his eyes went from surprise to astonishment as he...couldn't find any records of the glory and honorarium that was just being chanted.
As if it had never even existed!
[What...]
What had caused the chanting to cease? What happened to even the Records of this that even he could not find them?
Across the Vitalis and Vacuous Annals of Extremity, there were truly very little that he could not access.
HUUM!
His burly hand formed into a fist at this moment as around it, a dense cluster of Polychrome Hyperversal Existential Extremity Rune Scriptures of VITALIS bloomed as he uttered out a name.
[OSMONT...]
The name that was being honored and glorified just moments ago.
He knew of this being as the Vitalis Annals of Extremity whispered traces of the happenings of the Vitalis Hyperversal Domains.
He knew of Noah Osmont and other rising figures amidst the Last Culmination Step of Extremity Sanctification.
But he never actively sought information and records of this being before...until now.
And as he did so...
[....?]
He couldn't find anything.
He couldn't locate even a trace of Records...of Noah Osmont.
Not that his records were veiled by some fearsome power, or somehow hidden in the furthest reaches of the Aeonic Annals of Extremity that even he could not access.
He turned his head to the Vacuous Annals of Extremity as even there, he received the same feedback.
That Noah Osmont...did not exist.
There were absolutely no records of him!
It was a finding that caused this powerful Primogenitor to turn entirely somber!