Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

It was as if a film was playing out, and yet I was in the film at the same time. I felt extremely nauseous as it continued to go at an extremely fast pace, putting a ton of information that wasn't mine in my head.

The memories were many, but they were sparse. I felt a stinging pain in my head as the memories continued to play out, and the pain intensified until my sight turned black.

I woke up feeling extremely groggy, not sure how much time had passed since I blacked out. For the first time in quite a while, I actually didn't feel well. My body was almost always surrounded by many support and defense skills, which on top of my strengthened body, made me feel in top shape all the time.

Yet now, the nauseousness had not gone away as my head continued to thump. Memories that were not mine continued to play out as I adopted a somber expression as they were registering.

My somber expression soon turned to apprehension, and that apprehension soon turned to fear.

F.u.c.k.

Shit. Damn!

I tried taking deep breaths to calm myself down. I was feeling deep emotions that the memories carried, and had to remind myself that they were not mine. The life of the 56th ranked Demon King Gremory had sparsely laid itself out in front of my eyes. Only bits of memories from the hundreds of years he had lived played out, seemingly to be the most important ones that held significance to remember.

But over the course of hundreds of years, these sparse memories were a lot. It was the things contained in these memories that brought me apprehension that soon turned into fear.

Kings and Demon Lords. Of powerful beings and grand worlds. Of the carnage and mayhem that the Demons carried out. Of secrets, many, many secrets that only someone in the position of Gremory's

...

had to

a ton of information, and facing all of it for the first time threw me off. The skill [Memory Plunderer]

have a skill that allowed them to take away their memories. Gremory had used this skill on his defeated enemies to obtain and use an extravagant amount of information over the years. Much of this information was now

died down and I felt like myself again. The fear I had

title of Demon Lords as of right now, as my power in no way reached where they were at. Just the Demon Kings on the Beast World currently were enough for me

at the position I was at right now. It didn't matter how powerful my enemies were, if

memories clicked with recent events. The biggest thing on hand was the death of

fear he felt before he died, I connected it to one of the mysterious powers of the Demon World,

moment they were killed, and only time would be required before they return as good as new. Very few powers in the many worlds could cause the 72 Rulers of the Demon World to actually die, and it seemed like the system of power instituted from my world...could do it

change of reaction from Gremory who was confident about the resurrection that would take place after. Those were his only thoughts I could grasp from the last few minutes of his life, everything closer to his death remaining a

were about to get very dangerous. Another ruler of the Demon World had faced True Death, and in the hands of someone unknown in a developing world in some corner of

was working to the fullest as I compiled everything from the memories that would have the most immediate impact. The first was the Demon Kings spread out in the Draconic Kingdom, as

coming to understand the other three Mythical Kingdoms standing strongly right now. The demons had actually not made any more progress after the victory with the Draconic Kingdom, the other kingdoms having formed alliances as powerhouses were sent back and forth to stop

Mythical Kingdoms placed too much attention on the small Frozen Kingdom in the frigid North, leaving the brunt of the fights away from here. The advent of Gremory and the help from the transparent red figure that came to the Northern Lands to strengthen the forces here was only a cause and effect from the continuing