Chapter 3374 The Wheel Turns As The Wheel Turns! III
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Heracles didn't finish his last words as the two women beside him looked at each other.
Antiope had been speaking this whole time, but in the next moment, the other Existence Severing Palace Master, who hadn't said much, opened her mouth.
|We do not even necessarily have to try and expose ourselves in erasing his weavings. All we need to do is cut off his pathway and the pathway of the Infiniverse Dowager to advance. Remember, our existence in these Weavings of Existence itself is an anomaly, with much of our weavings and memories blocked off. If any of us were to die or be captured by the Infiniverse Dowager or the Origin Sacred Primal Megalonian, they wouldn't be able to gain too much. The Wheel would not allow such an imbalance- and you can just look at us and how we've had to struggle here as an example. If we could pull upon all that we knew, if critical parts of ourselves were not completely blocked off, would we not have reached the stage of those cruel beings simply observing all of this chaos from above after all these cycles?|
WAA!
Bundles of what seemed like extremely important pieces of information leaked out from this being, and she continued calmly!
|Everything comes at a cost, we know this. So we can move slowly. We need to gather much more information and not just go from conjecture. We need to confirm the sighting of the Origin Sacred Primal Megalonian, we need to confirm their current stage of power. And from there...the possibilities of what we can do are endless.|
...!
Antiope looked at the red haired Palace Master, Nisa, who stated such an intent as she nodded.
She slowly paced around the green gold grasslands as she also added on.
|And let's not count our complexity of Existence out just yet. We fear the future Infiniverse Dowager and the Origin Sacred Primal Megalonian, yes, but the current ones here...may not be as existence defying as the ones we know.|
She sought to bolster their confidence as the moment she said these words...
|Never think like that again.|
Heracles raised his head and corrected her sternly.
Palace Master Antiope paused and turned around as Heracles continued.
|Even here, treat them with the same level of caution and fear. Many underestimated them in the past and future, we cannot do the same. First, let us gather more information. And only after we have absolute certainty in any move we choose to make, and then two or three fallback plans just in case that absolute certainty turns out to not be so absolute...only then do we move. Understood?|
He laid his words down with an undeniable pressure that even caused their complexity at the Existence Severing stage to quiver as the two nodded.
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Far from the Immovable Sacred Palace of the Expanse.
In a region filled with endless golden strings, a man floated silently as four massive corpses surrounded his illustrious figure.
The corpse of a massive Ancient Phrike, a Necrotic Nest-Slug, and a Nihilos Shelled Snail.
There was also the Corpse of the Vital Fist Emperor, whose last shred of weavings was actually just lying in wait to see if they could deny the weavings of existence itself.
Three Ordinance Amalgamation Entities, and one who was on the cusp of Existence Severing and had failed!
These were the bundles of loot lying before him as moments later, space fluctuated around him as the Infiniverse Megalos Body appeared.
||I shall analyze and prepare them for you, Master.||
As if she was telling someone she would prepare food for them.
Her voice was succinct as Noah gave a nod of affirmation, watching this brilliant cluster of complexity that somehow all came from a small Spiritual Land go forward and appear inches away from the corpse of the Vital Fist Emperor.
Within the depths of this Corpse, a silent Ordinance was aroused as it felt like its chance had finally come, and it got ready to pounce the moment that any weavings made contact with it!
And...!
HUUM!
The calm visage of the Infiniverse Megalos Body pressed forward with a perilous and heavy burst of complexity that burst across the corpse of the Vital Fist Emperor- decimating any remnant weavings within it and collapsing them entirely.
|...|
What had remained of the Vital Fist Emperor watched this scene with shock and despair at the failure of resurgence as it wondered before it disappeared entirely.
Who the hell strikes against a corpse with such callous cruelty?!