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!

as it delved the

chaos! Utter and complete

RUMBLE!

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

figures were fighting in many directions, each of them having

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

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

could not get a full grasp of what all the pieces in this battlefield were doing at this exact moment, but the intrusion of a golden armored

shocked beings could muster on top of this already chaotic battle was but a single

hell is going

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

few knew the actual reasoning, and the single person behind all

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

hands as an illusory screen appeared in front of them. The screen displayed a hectic

be happening over

the scene played out. The three star forging commanders were using all of their skills to battle the grotesque moving

center of this monstrous star form, the tentacles seemed nearly endless as they wriggled and constricted further and further in the small circle that these three

if this was not enough, each of these tentacles released terrifying rays of Aether that were wrapped in chaotic essence. The moment these rays of Aether and

around in space, their eyes constantly dancing with the light of destruction as they went on to attach

They actually could not do anything against this continuing constricting tentacular grotesque form of a being they had fallen

"Burn your souls…!"