Chapter 2887 Dungeon Break! II
Chapter 2887 Dungeon Break! II
2887 Dungeon Break! II
It was an unimaginable feat even to her minutes ago.
But there she stood.
Her chest rose and fell as she looked over to Barbatos who used bony tendrils of her Abyssal Hyperversal Undead beasts to suppress the Primogenitor of Dust.
Even she gazed down at her own feet as a multicolored Xyston was pressing down on a massive white sword- yet another Entity that had fallen to their power as the waves of Tyranny from Sargon still blared wildly behind her!
Athena truly couldn't believe that all of this would be possible minutes ago but now, it was their current reality.
All due to a power that had awakened within the bloodline relating to the Weaver of Extremity.
All due to the fact that the power they received from the Extremity of Harems increased by a shocking fraction.
[Call out to the Weaver, and be quick about it too, otherwise the Dikastes of Extremity will soon be able to react.]
Athena was taken out of her thoughts as Barbatos' voice rang out again, a trace of vermillion colored light flashing within Athena as she saw a glance of the Weavings of the Extremity of the Sword and Dust.
They were filled with emotions of uncertainty and resignation, emotions of shame and weakness!
Could you imagine that? Entities at the Seventh Gradation of Extremity actually feeling a sense of weakness?
Athena marveled at the reality that had brought these Primogenitors to such a state as within a moment…
[O Weaver!]
Their Extremity Clones called out.
And a burning Vermillion colored light began to burn as both they, their main bodies, and their people who should have received their message should very soon disappear and join their ranks.
And by the time this occurred…
[You have successfully repulsed the last Defenders of this Existential Dungeon Monolith!]
The figures of the Avernus Clan Leaders didn't even need to be mentioned as they were defeated by stray attacks from Xiaomi's Ruin alone.
But they managed to defend the Dungeon against extremely powerful beings as for this…
[Multiple defenders have tried and failed to stop the spread of authority continued within this Existential Dungeon Monolith.]
[The Existential Dungeon will proceed towards the stage of a Dungeon Break!]
HUUM!
A buzzing of authority began to emanate all around as Athena couldn't help but smile.
It seemed like her man was about to do something crazy once more!
The domain they were in buzzed and shook as they became bathed in a pristine purple light.
Outside of the Existential Dungeon Monolith, the massive structure began to shake and blare with light- expanding and contracting like a balloon as it made it clear it would be exploding soon!
This feature was none other than a Dungeon Break!
After a sufficient time passed since the establishment of the Existential Dungeon, such a thing was a common occurrence as it would be hastened the more that defenders entered but did not manage to successfully clear any of the Invading forces within it.
And after subsequent failures, the Existential Dungeon within the Vitalis Hyperversal Domains was ready!
But it wasn't the only one.
In the Vacuous Hyperversal Domains- within the burning white lands of Anarchos.
Inside the second established Existential Dungeon, the Extremity of Nepotism was fully displaying his power as a shocking advent of the Existential Hyperversal Embodiment of Tyranny displayed itself!
Unlike Sargon's, what Henry displayed was not entirely filled with a royal purple glow as at this moment, he stood atop a massive purple gold throne like a young emperor from ancient times- his subjects down below adorned in purple and golden robes as their features were defined.
Their bodies gave off a glow of realism as each one seemed to at least be on the Fourth Gradation of Extremity, and thousands of such illusory subjects kneeled towards their Emperor as they filled up the Raid Boss Throne Room!
Collectively surging off from them was an oppressive authority of tyranny that would force all enemies to pay their respects to the Tyrannical Emperor on the throne, and for any who resisted…
The subsequent reality was already expressed as the Prime Devourer, the Vacuous Entities at the Sixth and Seventh Gradations of Extremity that had entered this Dungeon…they could all be seen surrounded by hundreds of Ministers of Tyranny who forcefully grasped their bodies and were forcing them towards kneeling positions!
These Ministers of Tyranny gave off a devilish charm as they resembled a much older Henry, their bodies varying as they gave off auras at the Fifth or Sixth Gradation of Extremity.
They ensured the Tyrannical Will of the Emperor would be achieved as their bodies didn't just course through with Tyranny…with some of them adorned in blue robes simmering with Infinity and others adorned in golden robes shining with Destiny!
It was the result of a Dynamis of Extremity, but the result of the Extremity of Nepotism gaining the most profound effect of the Lineage of the Weaver of Extremity as the next in line.
The one with the purest Bloodline under the Weaver of Extremity!
He turned the simple Obsidian ranked skill, [Existential Hyperversal Embodiment], into something so terrifying that even entities of the Seventh Gradation of Extremity were being forced to get on their knees under his grandeur.
In the distance, the Cimmerian Architect and Ishtar smacked their lips while Katelyn, Eowyn, and Tiamat rolled their eyes while gazing at each other.
They didn't even need to be here if the Son of Destiny was going to take the spotlight!
And as if he were trying to emulate his Father, Henry gazed coldly as the Vacuous Entities being forced to kneel down and spoke.
[We know you are not here of your own volition, so if you wish to be saved…call out to my Father. Call out to the Weaver of Extremity.]
HUUM!
He could see the flow far better than any others here as while he spoke, he forced the knees of the Prime Devourer to smack down as his body began to disintegrate, and he could see the weaving intents of the Vacuous Entities before him as they slowly got past their pride and shame to call out to a certain someone!