Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

"Bow to your King!"

"Bow…!"

"...King!"

Words of enormous shock resonated and repeated themselves across the ears and minds of the many Vampyres spread out across the Starry Blood Cl.u.s.ter as an aura of immensity that the Vampyres had not felt in many years erupted out fully from the largest chair at the center.

In the middle of the circle of thrones, Old Man Inuit glanced at the forces of Vampyres around them and then at the being who was releasing waves of bloody essence, shaking his head with a smile as what he was seeing was greater than any of the predictions and probabilities he foresaw!

His old eyes looked at the being releasing the waves of power atop the throne as he thought about how it had only been a matter of months since this being began embarking on his journey for power.

It had not even been a year since he was first exposed to essence and mana, and yet at this moment, he stood between four power houses at the Star Forging Realm without a shred of fear, a unique power of bloodline erupting from him that actually made these beings and the many Vampyres around them utterly incapable of giving him anything but their attention!

'Ah...such a fate!'

Old Man Inuit thought about many things at this moment as the scenes continued playing in slow motion.

Noah himself had a calm gaze as he released the bloodline power of the Vampyre Progenitor, his awareness looking at the levels of power of beings he would soon have under his control as he spread out the domination of the bloodline unique to him!

"Bow to your King!"

The resonant words of Vladivostok continued as many were released from their stupor, sensing an aura that many had not gotten a chance to feel for hundreds of years, with the closest beings that were the Vampyre Lord at the Star Forging Realm actually being the ones closest and felt their Origins tremble the most just from the proximity of this being.

THUD! ...THUD!..THUD!. THUD!

of the cl.u.s.ter of asteroids that made up the Starry Blood Cl.u.s.ter as all the ranks of Vampyres

'Is it really?'

'Impossible!'

'The King?'

'The Progenitor?!'

and as time passed and everything registered, the

RUMBLE!

Vampyres no matter their level of power had gotten down on

matter if they were Vampyre Lords at the Star Forging Realm or Royal Vampyres at the Void Realm, any of those that held the bloodline of a Vampyre were all

being in question looked at the powerful figures paying respects to him as he opened

you were bullied and beaten and had to be saved by an outside force to continue

WAA!

contained an irresistible force towards the many Vampyres, feeling the words rushing through

were left behind in the Dark Expanse, breaking into collections of clans as more than a thousand years were wasted with no major progress in their strength nor revenge. Are you all content with such

scathing into the hearts of many, but the Vampyre Lords and

ended, and they were still in the same realm of power now! None of them had made a breakthrough into the last and greatest level of power they knew, only increasing their strength in law comprehension and the usage of

"No, Progenitor!"

OOONG

a sense of shame at being reminded how the past one thousand

before, and even reach higher! If it is power you lack, I will grant it to you. But what I need in return is

"We are willing!"