Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Chapter 3005 Enemy of the Imperium! I

3005 Enemy of the Imperium! I

As a Fisherman harvested his gains from afar…

The Imperium Martial King of Cappadocia was aflame with anger.

|This was a simple mission…|

His hand lifted from the stable visage of Knight Palmino as his aged gaze hung onto him and Knight Akalusia closely.

The Loot Markers were entirely erased from the foreheads of the remaining Knights with the shocking power of the Imperium Martial King, but two forces of the Imperium had fallen nonetheless.

An Observer, and a Knight!

A Knight stemming from a Trainee Red Legion that was being trained to succeed one of the genuine Red Legions of the Imperium to fight against Omniversal Pillagers!

How could one fall so easily?

In front of the willow tree full of an overabundance of existential life force.

In the surroundings, the Existential Panacea Sea shone with a splendorous green gold light that reflected on the many knights observing respectfully in the distance, and the Red Legion that at this moment…dropped to their Knees towards the Imperium Martial King.

Imperium Knights Akalusia and Palmino were included among them as Akalusia offered her Codex of Extremity while kneeling and voicing out her intent.

|The cause of failure was all on me, Martial King.|

…!

The offering of the Codex of Extremity from the hands of the Knight Commander was extremely symbolic as more often than not, it was them relinquishing command and asking to be punished!

To any other Knight offering such a symbolic action, it may have gone through.

But for Imperium Knight Akalusia…

|Bah…get up. Tell me what happened.| The Martial King sighed wryly as if he were looking at his very own flesh and blood, the identity of Akalusia being extremely special!

Her gold locks of her brimmed with power as her immeasurably gorgeous visage remained kneeling while replying.

|We tracked Noah Osmont and discovered a Sanctus Princess without her entourage- just a single Knight. During our battle with them, we were faced with attacks that were the ones to cause our losses- and I have high confidence that the source of these attacks is this same Noah Osmont.|

…!

Her words were filled with confidence.

As if what she said could be nothing but the truth!

The Imperium Martial King heard this name mentioned once more as his body pulsed with shocking waves of power.

Eons worth of accumulation seemed to be contained in his eyes as he muttered calmly.

|Noah Osmont.|

The name reverberated out across the golden green sea around them filled with an overabundance of life, the Knights of the Red Legion still kneeling as they waited for the verdict of the Martial King.

|He will no longer be regarded as a Seed, and the mystery of his background can be affixed to the Sanctus Populi.|

HUUM!

The surrounding weavings of existence trembled at his words alone as the flames of rage within Knight Palmino were fed freely and growing evermore.

The aged visage of the Imperium Martial King was suffused with a golden light as he continued.

|Place his name and everything to do with his Weavings as an Enemy of the Imperium. The reward for his Existential Capture or Death is currently set as either a Number of Shares from the Cappadocia Enclave or a not yet defined number of Fruits of Existence.|

…!

The gaze of the Martial King became piercing.

As if he could see the strung up existence of the one known as Noah Osmont right before him already!

|Cappadocia shall declare an Existential Crusade against this Noah Osmont as any Legion will be welcomed, and you can destroy anything in your path to him, whether it be the Sanctus Populi or something else.|

HO!

The Knights of the Imperium in the surroundings smacked their chests and kneeled to give their affirmations.

HO!

Knight Palmino and Akalusia used their hands to smack their chests and chant in affirmation!

HO!

It was the call of the Existential Crusade of Noah Osmont!

Someone who dared to murder the Knights of the Imperium!

But before this moment could be taken in all that fully, the gaze of the Martial King flickered as he disappeared in a whisp of golden light right away.

When he reappeared, he was already within the 899th Floor of the Pearl of Cappadocia, gazing at the unfolding chaos of multiple Basileus with their Dominiums shattered and broken, and no enemy who did so in sight!

The gaze of the Martial King twinkled as he waved his hand, his aura spreading out as all the chaos around calmed.

Basileus of Legacies and Enclaves calmed and looked forward respectfully as the Martial King twisted his hand, the weavings of Records and existence seemingly flowing in reverse as in moments…

The shattered bodies of the Basileus reformed in an illusory manner. Even Basileus Anaine watched as an illusory version of herself came to sit back down on her seat- right before the attack!

The scene paused.

The hand of the Martial King burned with a golden light as before the Basileus died an instant later within the scene, his golden light came down to bathe over everything as a moment later…

Another figure was highlighted!

Shockingly, he stood right behind Basileus Anaine when he attacked, and yet she was left untouched.

But his sword moved out with multiple Existential Extremity Authorities as he cut down all Sequor and Neonate Stage Basileus of Al-Abalem not including Basileus Anaine!

Most astonishing of all was when the eyes of the Martial King and others in the surroundings landed on the visage of this attacker.

He was shining with a transparent light, but that face…that likeness…was that not Knight Augustus?!

…!

The pupils of the golden haired Martial King pulsed as he knew this was one of the Knights to fall under the same being he had just released an Existential Crusade against.

His death was confirmed.

Now, his weavings were being used to wipe out Basileus of the Imperium? In his Cappadocia? While he himself was here?!

HUUM!

The surroundings trembled.

And the Martial King uttered out in a heavy tone.

|Noah…Osmont!|

…!

A name was uttered out again.

It would be uttered many times in the near future, and each time the intent around it would be starkly different