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.

beings and grand worlds. Of the carnage and mayhem that the Demons carried out. Of secrets, many,

...

had to

the first time threw me off. The

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

felt all the colorfully shining activated skills as the nauseousness died down and I felt like myself again. The fear I had been feeling slowly reduced as

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 to worry about.

I forced my memory to recall that it had barely been 2 months since I awakened. Barely two months, and I was already at the position I was at right now. It didn't matter how

period of peace I thought we would have might not even last two weeks as some memories clicked with recent events. The biggest thing on hand was the death of

mysterious powers of

recalled their origins the moment they were killed, and only time would be required before they return as good as new. Very few powers in the

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

likely true, which meant things 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

have the most immediate impact. The first was the Demon

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 the advancement of

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