Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 553

Chapter 553 - A Terror Converses with a Founder

In the vastness of space, a myriad of beings lived with their own ideals as they looked for their purpose and meaning.

There was one such being, in particular, that was traversing the Letalis Expanse with a heavy weight on his shoulders, his eyes a mixture of colors as they were searching for a greater meaning!

The being looked aged as his figure rapidly shifted across the space of the Letalis Expanse, the space around him adopting a varying amount of dangerous elements of Aether.

His body was unconsciously pushing away these elements as he looked to be in a daze, his eyes only coming to focus after he reached a region where he found his body could actually not move forward anymore!

RUMBLE!

The body of the aged figure shook as he finally opened his eyes and awareness to his surroundings, noticing the chaotic elements of aether that danced around him as well as the opening of extremely red and enormously large eyes.

He could gradually see the iris and pupil of these eyes which reminded him of a memory of a long time ago, these oppressive eyes that shook one’s soul being the size of planets!

OOOM!

The opening of the eyes gradually lit up the massive body which they were connected to, the aged man being able to see the roiling tentacles that crackled with Aether, each one more massive than the other as this terrible being in front of him seemed to be a wriggling moving mass of danger.

"Ahh...very sorry for disturbing you."

The aged man seemed to adopt an apologetic expression as he scratched his head and spoke, the enormous eyes of the Terror in front of him locking onto him as he felt an enormous amount of pressure!

The eyes shimmered with the power of Aether as they displayed utter coldness and brutality, seemingly deciding whether to wipe this being away from existence at this very moment for the disruption of his job.

"You did not come here accidentally, little creature. I remember your ugly face from a thousand years ago."

OOOM!

Sound waves that affected the very space itself rolled out as the aged man felt his skin tremble at it, even his power at the Nebula Realm not being able to grant him protection as all his senses told him- this Terror in front of him could wipe him out in a matter of seconds if he so wished!

Yet he had come here today! He had wandered until his figure reached the area where no beings were, one of the areas which released a fearsome aura that even the Ancients of the Letalis Expanse stayed away from.

"Are you searching for the sweet release of death, little creature?"

The voice of the Terror boomed out as the aged man rose his head up with an unshaven expression, this being- no, the third Founder of the Celestials, speaking out while in front of this terrifying being! Even though his figure seemed like a speck of dust compared to the Terror, he still brought himself to speak towards it without a shred of fear!

"I’m sure you know that my Brother is once more waging war against the Dark Expanse. His goal is very likely to be reached soon and I...I wonder why..."

The coldness faded as the enormous eyes of the Terror began closing once again.

"Whatever Aldrich aims to do, he will not succeed. She will not let him. She has made it so. All that will happen is the loss of billions, and She allows that as well. If She does not care for her own...Hmph, why should I? Just as you were shown it is futile, he will find out the same very soon."

The voice of the Terror shook in the Third Founder’s mind as his words carried with them a mysterious meaning, his eyes snapping shut as the destructive Aether elements chaotically danced and permeated throughout.

The Third Founder looked at this as his eyes shook, unwillingness and despair floating within them as he continued to ask himself,

’Why? Why?! Why?!!’ _{ƒreewebɳovel.com}

The question plagued his mind but held no answer, his body that had taken a single blast from the Terror beginning to move away as one could sense a deep sense of sadness within his figure.

This sadness stemmed from feelings of utter uselessness, of shame from his own actions, and of things he did not understand!

As he moved away from the overpowering area where a Terror resided he continued to ask himself repeatedly...

’Why...?’