Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Amidst the scene of desolate and shattered Universal and Galactic boundaries, two sides were clashing as they consisted of Daolords and Antiquities, but everything had come to a halt at this moment!

This was because on this Cosmic Battlefield, the single Daolord on the side of the Indigo Cosmos was currently withstanding the strikes of both of the Daolords from the Anthracite Cosmos of the House of Stormdust.

Withstanding them with ease as his expression was akin to an adult looking at children, as if an Emperor was gazing at lowly peasants!

The expressions of Ilyad and Daolord Ray were somber as they felt like their fists were clasped on an unmovable mountain- on something that could stand strong for eons before any of them could even stand a chance of destroying it.

But they were Daolords from the House of Stormdust.

Pride and honor were ingrained in their very Origins, their minds having lived through millions of years of trials and tribulations.

The being before their eyes...would merely be another obstacle that they had to overcome!

"OOOOOH!"

They both bellowed out gloriously as half of their bodies glimmered brightly with Runic Dao Tattoos, their strength being enhanced by countless times from the unique boosts of their deconstructed and reconstructed Daos as mixed within their cries, the regal essence of Ruination and Primordial Essence rushed out!

Even though they were withstanding what seemed like an unmovable mountain, these beings knew that they should not for even a second pull back.

Pulling back and retreating against such a force meant they had lost!

So their stopped fists advanced forward as they were backed with the essence of the assimilated Primordial and Ruination Daos, their bellows shaking through the apocalyptic boundaries of destroyed Galaxies and Universes as they shot all they had towards Daolord Osmont.

RUMBLE!

as in response to all this,

coming and raging strength of the two Daolords before him as when he put into account the boosts of his Nomological Edict of Samsara and the myriad of Daos he had recently reconstructed into Runic Dao Lines...he could effectively feel that he had more than enough strength within his body to overpower both

as if the beings

"Not enough."

BZZZT!

between the three of

tight-fitting shirt he wore becoming ripped off as only his

"That's…"

fully covering every portion of his chest and back,

different from everyone else's Dao Lines as they shone with an even greater luster, but how could they not

10 mill percent in boosts- that was the boosts of

in the past days...he had deconstructed three Cosmic Daos and turned them

not shine brighter? How could he not exceed them in the regality and beauty they

chest was laid bare as all eyes

and actions being perceived as a battlecry as thereafter, the Antiquities behind him would begin to

"You all...are too weak!"

THRUM!

that were holding onto the

force that Daolord Ilyad and Ray

RIIP!

the Shattered boundaries

…!