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Chapter 3012 Osmont's Proof of Dignity! II
Chapter 3012 Osmont's Proof of Dignity! II
Chapter 3012 Osmont's Proof of Dignity! II
?3012 Osmont's Proof of Dignity! II
The test of Sanctum Knighthood!
Within the Sanctum of Dignity, this test was closely related to this concept itself as one was tested on the compatibility of Dignity with their very Existence- along with the potential of their Existence with the Sanctus Populi, and revealing whether any harmful intents existing within one's Dominium against the Sanctus Populi.
The crux of it was a Sanctus Princess participating as they already held high prestige with the Existential Extremity Authority of Dignity, and they could see if there was any resonance between them and those taking the test of Knighthood.
As if to express this, the figure of Sanctus Princess Emilliana rose high above the arena, her hands waving upwards to reveal a massive clear gold mirror that reflected the surface below.
An Existential Armament that uncovered any veiled intent against the Sanctus Populi.
She then looked at the three Entities she had chosen below as she called out!
|A test of one's existence. A test of one's character. A test…of Knighthood! Come!|
HUUM!
Along with her words, the mirror above her fluctuated as her own body released tremendous waves of Dignity, golden light beginning to form below her feet as it constructed…a set of stellar gold stairs.
And these stairs continued to form downwards towards the Trainee Knights below, forming a staircase of one thousand massive stairs that vibrated with an astounding sense of Dignity.
Looking down, Emilliana called out again.
|Come.|
…!
A set of stairs.
Those with a high level of Dignity may be capable of climbing a tenth of such stairs, and even this was enough to allow one to be a Dragon Knight.
To have an equivalent potential of Dignity that was a tenth of a Sanctus Princess was already an astounding feat- since Sanctus Princesses were those with extremely high Dignity!
With hardened expressions, the weavings of golden Dignity erupted around the three chosen Trainee Knights as they began their ascent!
Their Dominiums erupted with every ounce of their potential.
Their weavings of Extremes coalesced around them to push them higher!
But most of all, a profound sense of Dignity rose from their bodies as quickly, all three scaled 50 steps.
Then, the pacing began to slow.
One Trainee Dragon Knight took the lead.
It was a man with a bald head and golden goatee, Dignity surging around him and painting his fair bald head golden.
He took wide strides to cross 100 steps, and only began to slow down as he neared the 150th step!
At this junction, he could go no further even as veins began to rise below his skin, his Dominium Origin sending out waves of existential authority to no avail.
He stopped at the 150th step.
His Dignity could only match up to 15th percent of Sanctus Princess Emilliana.
But even this was astounding as the other two…one stopped short of 100 steps as the Sequor Stage entity could even cross past the 90th!
Their bodies then reflected a unique light as a great deal of information about them was reflected in the eyes of Emilliana, her voice echoing out soon after towards the Trainee Dragon Knight that had reached the 150th step.
|Arise, Dragon Knight Raishi!|
HUUM!
Glorious hymns played as the golden stairs disappeared.
Waves of Dignity surged as from the three, only a single Knight was chosen!
His expression showed tremendous joy and pride as he nearly took on his Draconic form, brilliance shimmering on his body as he kneeled.
There were other parts of the ritual that still remained, but Emilliana looked towards Sona as if she had shown the way, her figure descending as she nodded lightly.
|Go ahead, Little Sister.|
|...|
Without batting an eye, Sanctum Princess Sona began to rise up, countless weavings of existence and extremes that others couldn't even fathom surging within her as her thoughts were her own.
When she reached a high enough point, she gazed down as she once more and with actuality…locked onto Noah's figure.
The top buttons of his white dress shirt were loose as his muscular visage seemed about ready to rip the shirt off, his obsidian pants glimmering with brilliance as he gazed up towards her with unbound regality.
It was only when those in the surroundings really took this scene in did this reality begin to settle in.
A new entrant into their Sanctum of Dignity was undergoing his Sanctum Knighthood, and the one to take the lead on it…
was none other than Sanctus Princess Sona.
This…was a deadly blow as they wondered if this new entity had offended Sanctus Princess Emilliana for her to suggest this, or if there was something else they didn't know about!
And truly, not many knew the workings behind the scenes.
Emilliana wanted to confirm the aura she felt briefly from Noah that she only ever felt from Elder Queens.
And the terrifying entity above…was simply thrust into this situation as her goals were something others may never understand.
But the case remained the same when it came to this Knighthood.
Wasn't he…being set up for failure?
When it came to Dignity, none were higher than Sanctus Princess Sona.
She had almost wrestled control of the Source of Dignity from the Elder Queen Mother just the day she was born!
Climbing up towards her Dignity?
It was hard to truly say since unlike other Sanctus Princesses, she had never undergone a test of Knighthood, but they could already see the Weavings of what was about to happen!
Far above, the figure of Sanctus Princess Sona gazed down towards Noah's utterly stable figure- her apathetic eyes gaining a sense of light once more as she saw the weaving that confused her before she was distracted.
She focused on it now as around her, threads of Dignity began to rise.
Threads.
And yet the moment they emanated out, the statues of the 9 Dragons in the surroundings began to tremble.
The Dominiums of Teleios Stage Dragon Knights that had long since undergone their Knighthood began to tremble with a sense of oppression!
This…was unquestionable and unbound Dignity just beginning to rise in thin threads