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!

delved the battlefield into further chaos, many

chaos! Utter

RUMBLE!

as when one pulled to observe the wider state of the battlefield, they would

directions, each of them

on one side, as well as the glimmering and beautiful display of authority in the hands of the 9th Infernal Lord

armored 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

grasp of what all the pieces in this battlefield were doing at this exact moment, but the intrusion of a golden armored and wicked

shocked beings could muster

hell is going

with the sequence of events. To them, it seemed like an unbelievable fantasy where there was a competition

knew the actual reasoning, and the single person behind all of them was in the realm

Vredral as the old man's beard shook as he watched the scenes of his first disciple taking down Celestials on their own camp, while his second disciple actually controlled his body

also waved his hands as an illusory screen appeared in front of them. The screen displayed a hectic and terrifying scene

be happening over

rang out as the scene played out. The three star forging commanders were using all of their skills to battle the grotesque moving tentacles that trembled with the power

nearly endless as they wriggled and constricted further and further in the small circle that these

tentacles released terrifying rays of Aether that were 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

little imp that danced and jumped around in space, their eyes constantly dancing with the light of destruction as they went on

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

"Burn your souls…!"