Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

In the vastness of space where chaotic battles were already taking place, a particular War Princess appeared out in the open. Her body was clad in a golden Fate Armament, two golden harmers hanging beside her dangerously.

She breathed out with cold eyes as her gaze landed on the forces of many shocked celestials.

She wondered how many of them were like her? How many were brought into the organization that was the celestials as they listened to their doctrines and killed under their orders?

All for the sake of order and balance, but they were the ones causing the most chaos!

Her body moved even with these thoughts as her hammers began to land on the nearest Celestials there were clustered around the vessels closest to the Realm Dreadnaught.

In her mind, it mattered not how many of these celestials were like her. All of them, her included, were guilty and they had to atone for what they did!

Maybe after atonement, there was a chance.

Maybe…

Many thoughts and possibilities swam in her mind as the picture of a single being continued to occupy her thoughts.

BOOM!

A powerful explosion rang out in the back of the defense line of the celestials, that particular region going into disarray as they were attacked in a place they never expected!

judgment in a true sense as it delved the battlefield into further chaos, many not being able to understand what exactly

chaos! Utter and complete

RUMBLE!

state of

directions, each of them having their own thoughts on

a star on one side, as well as the glimmering and beautiful display of authority in

beasts like the Emperor Penguin and the Kraken that were using spectacular skills they had learned with the Library feature of the Infinite Realm. There were the commanders of the Verittas Fortress that were matched with the

doing at this exact moment, but the intrusion of a golden armored and wicked War Princess beginning slaughter in the back lines of the celestials caught the eyes

the only thing that many of the shocked beings could muster on top of this already chaotic

the hell is

To them, it seemed like an unbelievable fantasy where there was a competition for how many more shocks

the single person behind all

clone was holding on to the body of Grandmaster Vredral as the old man's beard shook as he watched the scenes of his first disciple taking down Celestials on their

hectic and terrifying scene of

seems to be happening over here. Why don't we

star forging commanders were using all of their skills to battle the grotesque

as they wriggled and constricted further

wrapped in chaotic essence. The moment these rays of Aether and chaos landed on them, a portal of terror blew and a construct of Aether came to

like a devilish little imp that danced and jumped around in space, their eyes constantly dancing with the light

on top of damage all around as the minds of these star forgers turned chaotic. They actually could not do

"Burn your souls…!"