Chapter 3013 Osmont's Proof of Dignity! III
Chapter 3013 Osmont's Proof of Dignity! III
3013 Osmont's Proof of Dignity! III
At this moment, it was as if even the statues of the Nine Dragons were paying attention to her!
All eyes were on her and her calm visage as she radiated an unbounded sense of Dignity!
Many Sanctus Knights had believed they knew and understood a fair bit about the abstruse and mysterious Sanctus Princess Sona who lived within their Sanctum of Dignity.
Today, they found out that they merely held a glimpse.
HUUM!
Along with the thick Tendrils of Dignity she released, a stellar set of stairs began to unfurl below her feet as they were exquisite in nature.
They didn't seem illusory- with each one being more massive than the last as to scale them…oh!
Sanctus Princess Sona replicated what Emilliana did, and in such a shockingly grand fashion as within a short instant, 1,000 luxurious golden steps inlaid with heavy dignity formed.
All the way to the feet of none other than Noah.
One entity above.
One entity below.
The Sanctus Princess Sona gazed at this unfolding reality with a mixture of apathy and calmness, her golden blue pupils now starting at Noah.
There was something about him she couldn't put her finger on.
Something on the edge of lips, and yet she couldn't quite grasp it.
It was an interesting weaving, and it was one of the reasons she went along with Emilliana's ruse!
Now, she gazed at the man below her. Was an interesting Weaving it, or was there more?
Her eyes were clear. She neither favored nor hated the man before her as she spoke lightly.
|Express your Dignity.|
…!
Express your Dignity.
The first words that Sanctus Princess Sona utilized to address the Weaver of Extremity!
Following the ritual of Knighthood, Noah needs to now take these steps towards the Sanctus Princess to express just how his Dignity compared to hers.
To test the potential he had on himself and towards the Sanctus Populi.
But…he was Noah Osmont.
He now stood at the bottom of stairs as truly…was he someone who had to climb stairs for others?
HUUM!
In his body, deeply entrenched Tyranny began to rouse and pulse as tendrils of purple light around his body.
The weavings of what made him denied such an action.
His selfishness.
His tyranny.
His Quintessence.
His standing as the Protagonist!
…!
The surroundings began to buzz as they saw the new one not take a single step, his Dominium instead beginning to give off a sense of unique pressure that they couldn't quite put a finger on.
Sanctus Princess Emilliana watched closely.
Sanctus Princess Sona raised her brows above as a light began to shine from the depths of the blue and gold.
She could sense his defiance.
She could sense a unique weaving rising within him that seemed to be so deeply filled with Dignity…even though it seemed this being had not fully expanded and flowed into the intricate weavings of this concept yet!
This caused the apathy in her eyes to fade as a bit more light shone through.
How could someone express this unique sense of Dignity even before they deeply delved into the weavings of its extreme?
Could there be something here?
Could-...!
A light of interest had only just begun to increase within Sanctus Princess Sona when she saw the right foot of this entity below her rise.
And the light of interest instantly faded.
It seemed that there was nothing new here.
He, just like all the others…did not even know what he didn't know.
Sona was about to close her eyes when…
…!
She and all others saw the astounding scene of the visage of Noah not taking a step forward- but him simply bringing his foot down right where he was as this single action seemed to carry great weight and moment!
At the same time, his intent weaved out as it caused many gazes to change.
|My Dignity is not something that can be measured in such a manner.|
HUUM!
Who was he?
The Ninth Infernal Lord. The True Emperor of Quintessence! The Weaver of Extremity! He was Noah Osmont!
BOOM!
The instant his foot came down, the stairs built from an astounding sense of Dignity vibrated as starting with the one directly in front of Noah….it began to rise.
…!
It rose along with his figure!
After the first stair, the ones following it also began to rise As his body was emanating a profound sense of magnetism towards the very makeup of Dignity on these stairs!
[Your very existence is immeasurably compatible with the Extemity of Dignity.]
[Your Foundation supports it.]
[Your Dominiums exude it.]
[Your Extremes, Records, and very Existence emanated it.]
[Your existence is grasping the Existential Extremity of Dignity directly as an Existential Authority.]
…!
He didn't expand the concept to Extremity.
But when he attained the effect of Dignity…it was as an Existential Extremity Authority!
What could express Dignity more than this?
What could show a glimpse of the unfathomable Dignity that his existence held if not this?!
WU!
Illustrious golden light erupted from him amidst the Tyrannical purple, tendrils of Cerulean waves of Infinity mixing in as each one held its own weavings of Dignity.
A Colorless light of Quintessence spread as what else could be as dignified as it?
Every part of him seemed to show and express Dignity as the stairs that were descending all began to change from his end- rising along with him as they now formed a semilunar curvature.
…!
Those watching were first astonished, and when his intent truly settled in, a sense of stifling anger arose.
But they could do nothing except watch as horrendously massive waves of Dignity erupted from Noah like serpents- and as if they were sentient, they grabbed onto the stairs and hoisted it upwards until the semilunar shape began to straighten out!
Until in a shocking expression of reality, the 1,000 stairs showed no descent as they became supremely flat.
As if it were a walkway.
Then, the astounding visage of the Weaver of Extremity releasing Serpentine tendrils of Dignity all around stepped on this golden path, his arms stretched out as if he were sending a challenge as his intent weaved out.
|Express your Dignity.|
…!
The Weaver of Extremity spoke such words towards the Sanctus Princess Sona, his figure walking forward as his momentum rose boundlessly!