Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Vice Admiral Magnar watched the next events unfold in shocking fashion as Admiral Chekhov seemed to have forgotten everything around him as he erupted with power that launched him towards Noah as if he was a missile

The body of Admiral Chekhov was leaking purple light as his fist reached Noah, the impact smashing him down into the arena floor.

The more surprising thing was seeing Noah fly out a second after, his equipment tattered but his body seeming perfectly fine

The purple light surrounding the Admiral formed into a purple disc that he stood in the air with. Feeling the strength of that blow and the power emanating in the field, Magnar stopped going forward as he knew he would only lose his life if he came by. He only had rank B strength after all

What he didn't understand was how much he had underestimated Noah. How was he able to stand against the strikes of multiple rank A skills and still be able to stand against an A Ranker? The surprises this man kept bringing out were too numerous

But if he had already reached this level, it was a great thing for the future of the Empire. This fight had to be stopped. He was about to look at the masses of people scrambling to get away from the Coliseum when Chekhov moved once again, this time the purple light forming into a spiked fist that rushed toward Noah

Vice Admiral Magnar looked at this as he wished the person he called to get here as soon as possible.

WHIZZ!

The huge spiked purple fist rushed through the air with a grating sound as three red lightning bolts smashed into it, dissipating its form. Noah didn't seem to be done as three more rapidly rotating tornadoes rushed where the Admiral was

Chekhov looked at the incoming mini-tornadoes and waved his hand, a purple blade forming which split the rotating winds apart as if they were paper. The field calmed down after this trading of attacks, Chekhov was still bubbling with anger and grief but was gradually calming down. More purple swords were forming beside him as he spoke

"Yes he was in the wrong, but he didn't deserve death." His rage seemed to have been reignited as he finished his words and the purple swords around him began to vibrate

and then pulled out the new skill book he had obtained before the purple fist came crashing down on him. The glistening book was on his hand for only a second, before he brought it near his body and it was

your level of power, none of this would have happened! My son would not have called for a Death Match, we would have simply waited another week for the next skill book and moved on.

was palpitating as his purple sword neared Noah's

BOOM!

a wide area where ice elements were still fluctuating. [Frigid Impermanence] was cast once again, but this time from the hands of

this site with incredulousness, questioning the mana reserves of the man that kept on throwing spells

mind seemed to be made up, numerous purple spiked fists and

though, a sultry voice

all out

size was suspended in the sky. A woman with flowing golden hair

today. He saw Admiral Chekhov's expression change to that of annoyance in the midst

floating Noah in the sky. She looked at this foreign

destroyed arena while continuing, now with a stern tone "I came to resolve any issues from the peak powerhouses of the empire that should not be fighting amongst

the woman ignored him and he looked towards the man that stood calmly in the air. He knew that he would not

thing that caused him even more pain was the utter stupidity of the entire affair. None of the things that occurred were necessary. If only his son

was already too much and he didn't want it to continue further. He gave a tired sigh as the purple disc below his legs moved towards the destroyed arena. He tenderly looked at the

stood on the menacing black eagle. I had recognized that huge eagle from clips I had seen

was still pounding from the battles that had just finished while watching the sad figure of Admiral Chekhov

in death. He was okay with this, his people were okay with this, and those that cleared