Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

The Spiritual Land was vast, with many snowy fields apart from the central point where luxurious buildings that Noah had built stood. His body teleported to a particular snowy field in the Frozen Plateau Spiritual Land as he found the figure of a certain Demon Empress that was blankly looking out across the peaceful area.

Barbatos sat on a field of snow as her bare white legs sank down into the ground, the freezing cold not bothering her one bit. Her body that was greatly injured from Baal's attacks had outwardly fully healed, with her skin as clear as it was before. Noah had a complex expression as he thought about how he would be moving from now on when he spoke out.

"How are you feeling?"

Barbatos was dressed in her gothic dress as she looked across the snowy plains of the Spiritual Land. She didn't even turn around to look at Noah when she replied.

"I'm f.u.c.k.i.n.g peachy, little fish."

A variety of emotions were going through her mind as she felt the True Death of Baal and felt heavy chains being lifted off of her body. Her emotions became even more tumultuous when she spread out her awareness from the isolated space treasure and saw the apocalypse occurring in the Lost World.

She saw the panic and fear in the remaining Rulers' eyes as she stayed still in the isolated space treasure and continued to heal her injuries. Sometime after, she began to feel the true deaths of Rulers of the Demon World one by one, as every living being in the Lost World perished.

goals and hopes, and she had a hand in killing the strongest being of her race for it. As she felt the onslaught of True Deaths occurring she found her will wavering and questioning itself. Was it all worth it? Was her freedom worth the death of the strongest

Freedom.

melancholic disappearing as a vicious expression replaced it. Yes, it was all for her freedom, and she was now grasping it in her hands. It was selfish. It was cruel. It came at a

did it matter who had to

vicious expression slowly blew away any feelings of melancholy as the Necromancer of Chaos rapidly shifted her mood yet again. Noah's voice rang

what exactly

hatred in your eyes when you were targeting Sitri and Paimon. You expect me to give you respect and talk when you continue to bullshit me? What

of craziness followed her. He thought about the recent experience he had as he watched an entire world and its people be

recalled the memories of Demons and Cultivators he had killed as he learned of the larger worlds out there and

power to save the many worlds experiencing a similar level of pain and unfairness in this vast Universe. But there was still something he could do against those that directly caused him and his world harm. His gaze hardened as he affirmed his beliefs, recalled the many Rulers

of these are Rulers that either directly or indirectly caused the deaths of many beings in this world you are currently in. Most were active in the middle world you might remember, the Beast World. Putting aside those that already faced True Death in the Lost World of Atlantis, I will be going for

those in the Beast World faced, they would all have

the Demon World and senselessly massacre everything on sight in the name of revenge. He would kill those involved in causing the harm to the two worlds he was

mouth formed a huge o shape