Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

The Ruler of the Demon World, Baal, looked over at the problematic Barbatos as an oppressive aura erupted out from him. His face was impassive as he looked over at the Demon Empress who turned to look at him with a pouting expression as the pressure descended.

She went quiet as the pressure increased and sighed, going ahead and standing behind Baal as she grumbled something underneath her breath. This seemed to be the norm as the other Rulers shook their heads ruefully and focused their attention on the battle ahead once more.

The Seductress, Sitri, looked at the figure of Barbatos in annoyance as the pink light she exuded outwards intensified, her shapely figure somehow increasing in proportion once more. A snort could be heard from the first ranked Ruler as he stopped any more interruptions.

Baal turned his attention towards the forces of Atlantis in front of him as his eyes looked at the dangerously shining cannons and weapons. His lips parted as a calm voice that could be heard by everything for miles rang out.

"Pain is something that can be easily avoided. It is something that I understand."

The voice was calm and steady, startling a few people as they didn't expect a monologue before the beginning of a huge fight.

"I am going to tell you now that there is a way to avoid the pain that will soon come for all of us. There is a way to avoid death and mayhem as we can all come to an understanding."

His voice reverberated in the ears of the Ocean Master and the powerful Calamities of the Sea. No reply came from them as their bodies bubbled with power that would soon erupt.

The Ruler of the Demon World looked at all of this as he spoke once more.

of cowardice in your hearts if you give up one simple treasure for the lives of all of your people. Because I can promise you now, inhabitants of Atlantis,

the Sea. The [Cassiterite Shark] was releasing waves of power as its body prepared to pounce on

lights as their weapons were pointed

the bodies of cultivators as Martial Uncle

They only understand brute force, and

the Martial Uncle was crackling with dense blue arcs of power as the water near him seemed to be adhering to his control, his power at the PHANTASMAL level giving off an

had their attacks ready, awaiting his command. The command to start the fight had yet

Atlanteans and Merfolk had heard about in their legends, it was the humungous figure of a terrifying Kraken. Its body had dark sheen as it swung its eight arms around it, two much longer tentacles powerfully

a figure that let out maddening levels of strength as multiple eyes with their own unique colors pierced through the water and landed on the

large draconic heads moved menacingly as one focused on Baal, another looked at the leading Martial Uncle Dylan, and the last one glanced at the calm looking Sect Master Inuit that had a gradually changing face since their

RAA! RAA! RAA!

the fearsome Hydra and Kraken

out powerful auras that stood at the peak of Mythical rank as their bodies were