Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

In a Celestial Star quite a distance away from the First Realm of Hell, an old man was sitting down in the middle of a monastery as he enjoyed a cup of tea while looking at five golden glowing pieces of circular stones floating on top of a white board.

Some pieces were bigger than the others, with one being particularly large than the rest floating at the forefront.

The Celestial continued to drink from his cup as a few hours passed, when he finally observed a change as one of the golden pieces floating on the board...became dim and crumbled.

"Oh?"

His gaze seemed to contain interest and a hint of wrath as his fingers moved and collected the remains of the golden stone that were now grey. The remains became absorbed in his hands as he closed his eyes briefly and activated a particular skill, but he was soon disappointed as the results came to be nothing.

"Hmph."

The Celestial Grandmaster was annoyed that his tracing had not worked, his annoyance coming more from the fact that he had lost a piece, and yet he gained nothing from it.

A being had taken the life of one of the Celestial Disciples that he had sent, and this being was careful enough to first isolate the disciple in a different space before they killed them. Thus, the Celestial Grandmaster had lost one of his pieces that he sent forward to try and catch the worms trying to wiggle out of the Order and Balance that they had worked so hard to create.

His gaze became calm again as he looked at the remaining four golden stones floating on the board, quickly bringing the tea cup back in his mind as he fully turned his attention to these four stones, and simply observed once more.

It was only a matter of time before the fly was caught in his net.

in the azure skies of the First Realm of Hell as he

a single small Skeleton Knight moved out from the groups of undead as its empty sockets filled with golden flames looked

"I-"

BOOM.

passed, the Vampyre Prince waved his hand as droplets of blood instantly appeared where the Skeleton Knight was, exploding the entire area as it cleared to reveal only broken

for a response from the surrounding undead as nothing happened, making him sigh as he turned his sight to another

around the skeletons eye sockets seemed to be

I'm just a lowly passerby who happened to see something I wasn't supposed to see, and now I'm just curious as to the meaning

the destroyed bone Dragons and Blue Phoenixes that had been killed in the Blood World reappeared around them as good as new, with one bone Dragon coming to the Skeleton Knight as it lowered its large head and allowed the skeleton to climb on top, its bony wings flapping as it

personal vendetta? Or have I stumbled upon something

expression and thought of ways to contain this situation. He spoke languidly as he sorted the

and your first reaction to seeing one of them killed is not to leave instantly and

the droplet of

down domineeringly as he looked towards the

against Celestials, or a little disciple from

Calm, collected, and domineering.

these words imposingly, purposefully revealing some information that served as bait and to answer this being in front of him, yet

eyes gazed calmly towards the skeleton that held dancing golden flames in its eye sockets, the only thing giving away its emotion being the happily dancing flames

safely hidden miles away within the Undead Legion. His location was not even in the outside world, but in a luxurious house