Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Across the vast space, on the 7th Celestial Star, an emergency meeting was underway as powerful figures gathered around a golden hall overflowing with splendor. The figures were shockingly known as Celestial Grandmasters, beings of a ridiculous level of power that even a single one would hold a tremendous sway wherever they appeared.

They were seated on extravagant seats as they surrounded a slowly revolving illusory circle that seemed to portray a great deal of information only to them, their eyes occasionally shining with streaks of gold as they nodded their heads every now and then. After a while, one of the Celestial Grandmasters spoke, addressing everyone in the golden hall.

"As you all can see, even while moving to the greatest possible extent, the progression of events is still set, with the rise of this new Infernal Lord that will disrupt the balance we have worked hard to create on the horizon."

The words were calm and yet somber, many of the Celestial Grandmaster's turning to observe him as one of them nodded and spoke.

"Even though you took care of the Aberration in the First Hell, the cowards moving behind the scene could have brought about a new Aberration in any of the other Hells, allowing for things to move in this direction. But...it matters not."

Words filled with confidence erupted in the hall as the many figures dressed in a variety of different colored robes nodded. This was because they knew their own power, and how they were able to obtain the position they held now. They had tremendous confidence that even with enemies moving behind the scene...they would not be able to do anything major to them, and they will all be crushed utterly and completely, just like what they had done in the past.

"But...we have become too entrenched in fate over this last millennium, making it extremely difficult for us to actively steer it lately."

A Grandmaster with an exemplary goatee spoke as he turned to look at the Grandmaster that Noah had come across not too long ago.

"What do you propose, Vredral?"

figures in the golden hall turned towards the Grandmaster known as

Infernal Lord shall rise, we must foster the rise of our own champion that is not yet too affected by fate to make sure our

OOONG!

they were in trembled at these words, smiling looks

keen on that idea. So...we shall go through with it! How is the progress with our little

from the 7th Celestial Star

that was ready to break through into the peak of rank 4(Soul Forging Realm/Soul Rank) while she still holds Middle

being that was building up power that went past the Void Realm, but she withstood it and with

her progression and allow her to take in even more Fate Lines rapidly, she will be

Stars who come close to her talent, but she is leading the pack for

out as Vredral

generation of disciples. Athena should be able to advance speedily with the

take some time to get everything ready, but it shouldn't be a problem. Vredral, we will

golden hall soon erupted into other discussions

with intricate problems in the Light Expanse where they held control of, other issues were dealing with the Dark Expanse that they continued to struggle with to this day. It soon became a cacophony of strong auras as the discussions continued, the tide of fate still flowing as the

way across the First Hell. At the forefront was a terrible Lich Emperor who released deathly energies and commanded an Undead Legion with numerous High Tiered Undead that razed any enemies they

as they went on to rapidly increase their power over

Kazuhiko and company being able to return into this resplendent floating landmass that was overflowing with essence to