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!

overwhelm Universes raged as in response to all this, Noah's eyes only flashed with a

Samsara and the myriad of Daos

felt as if the beings before him

"Not enough."

BZZZT!

three of them

light black tight-fitting shirt he wore becoming ripped off as only his obsidian pants remained, his bare chest and back being made bare for all to see as it drew in gasps

"That's…"

portion of his chest and back, his ridiculously sculpted abs and back muscles showing fantastical tattoos

luster, but how could they not be different when they

in boosts- that was the boosts of twenty Lesser Daos for anybody

deconstructed three Cosmic Daos and turned them

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

his chest was laid bare as all eyes were on him and

he spoke out once more, his voice and actions being perceived as a battlecry as thereafter,

"You all...are too weak!"

THRUM!

words finished, his two hands that were holding onto the fists of Daolords

Lines that stretched gloriously on his hands and upper body lit up magisterially as they carried with them a terrifying force that

RIIP!

the Shattered boundaries of Galaxies

…!