Chapter 3445 Identity! I
The scene was one that could be etched down in history!
Rarely did the glorious factions stretched out across the Expanse gather together, such a thing only urring for truly momentous asions or when gathered by a trulyplex force.
A terrifying war.
A banquet hosted by utterly terrifying Source Complexity entities.
Aplex force.
At this moment, there was a singleplex force that gathered every single entity here. He looked around him- at the myriad of entities that he had never met before nor had he ever envisioned, and yet at this moment they stood and gazed towards his direction.
As if they all knew exactly who their target here was- as if his very image had been stered all around!
In such a situation, the Immovable Sacred Guard gazed at everyone as if he was weing gracious guests.
|I would invite you all into our little ncverse, if only I knew the cause of why everyone is gathered here. I wonder what it could be?|
His eyes were smiling dangerously, and at the same time, they seemed cold and callous as they affirmed there were truly too many spies in his Immovable Sacred Pce of the Expanse!
For all of these forces to have been gathered here after the mere mention of the Origin Sacred Primal Megalonian?
|Do not y games O Pioneer of Teleology. Were you able to confirm the words of your Pce Master? That this man is indeed connected to the Origin Sacred Primal Megalonian? And how is it that your people came to know of such a thing?|
A booming voice that caused the outer ring of the ncverse to tremble from its sheerplexity alone echoed out.
It belonged to an entity that looked like a massive tree the size of the cosmos- with a radiant and majestic face present on the center of the trunk of this tree!
It was an Elder Eonic Ent of the End!
It radiated the aura of a Pioneer as behind it, three other Pioneers and over twenty-five Existence Severing Eonic Ents of the End could be seen, each one shimmering with gold-green radiance.
The Immovable Sacred Guard looked towards this extremelyplex being as he shrugged.
|How am I to know the answers to such questions? I find it odd that none of you direct these questions to the man himself. He is right here- the so called Instrument of the Beyonder. The entity that the Outerversal Morphons have been waiting for. Apparently, from the words of a single Existence Severing entity, he also happens to be the Reincarnated Origin Sacred Primal Megalonian. I do not know whether this holds any merit.|
…!
A silent smile remained on the face of the Immovable Sacred Guard as he stated this.
And the gazes of many entities came to lock onto Ozymandias'' figure as an immense silence settled in.
Within this silence…
HOONG!
A deep horn resounded as if it was amplifying the arrival of a trulyplex form of life. The gases of many changed at the ring of this horn as they also turned their eyes in the distance to observe the procession of twenty dazzling Golden Titans.
Each one radiated a horrific aura of a Pioneer of Existence, but there was one Golden Titan in particr who seemed to excel all others.
This Golden Titan had a single eye pulsing with crimson gold light, a ming gold crown swirling above him as he wielded a pir made of trillions of golden suns in his hands.
His mere arrival expressed shocking dominance as he looked into the depths of the ncverse and honed in on the visage of the Instrument of the Beyonder, his intent booming out.
|It is stated that you are the resurgence of the Origin Sacred Primal Megalonian, do you deny it?|
WUU!
His intent alone, what''s so powerful, that hisst few words hung in the air and repeated themselves again and again.
Do you deny it?! DO YOU DENY IT?!
…!
Yes.
A simple way for many to ascertain was for this being to say that it was all nonsense.
That it was merely a ruse from his enemy.
And yet…
Ozymandias smiled.
He didn''t gaze at the Golden Titan that had just spoken, nor did he gaze at the myriad of other forces that had arrived here.
His gazended on the Pioneer who currently bound down the Great Mother. The only follower who came with him to wage what seemed to be like the pointless war not too long ago.
Who said a Pioneer could bully her and hold her life in his hands? His weavings began to burn as he did not give anyone an answer. He did not deny the assertions that he was the Origin Sacred Primal Megalonian, nor did he bellow out in affirmation that he indeed was what he was used of being!
|When ites to such an issue, why would one remain silent? The cleanest way is to obtain and secure his weavings of existence! No more of this back and forth!|
In the distance, the visage of a Nine-Headed Omnivodragon bellowed out as behind it, variations of the regal lineage of Dragons were present.
Different weavings of existence held different views on how things should unfold.
And those who held the mostplexity would decide exactly how things unfolded!
|Now, now…|
In this already chaotic situation, another voice rose to prominence as from a corner of the Expanse; golden strings became tainted ck as a sea of Outerversal Authority surged forth.
Millions of tentacles flowed out freely as the auras of multiple Pioneers filled with horror inducing power bloomed, a titanic Outerversal Morphons with the face of a squid and a humanoid body floating forward while the tentacles on his face twisted into a smile!
|Do none of you think the Eldritch Pces of the Expanse will have no say as to what happens to one of our own?|
…!
Weavings of Matter were already involved.
Now, weavings of Dark Matter also began to intertwine as an already chaotic situation deteriorated at a rapid pace!