Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

A Writ of Challenge against a single newly entering Cosmos with 1 Daolord being pitted against 2 that stemmed from the Primordial Empire was nothing too special.

The show was expected to be short as the turnout was in the millions, and it mostly made up the powerful Daolords, Antiquities, and the Hegemonies and Paragons that had previously sent the Writs of Challenges to the Indigo Cosmos!

But now, this had drastically changed as the moment Daolord Osmont withstood the strikes of two Daolord simultaneously, word was quickly spread among the ranks of three Houses as it immediately caused the influx of existences to appear in the Cosmic Battlefield.

When word spread of a Daolord being utterly obliterated under the hands of the newly appeared acceptor of the Writ of Challenge...this caused an even greater influx of existences as it was a shocking action!

A Protector of the Bastion of Reality...had died!

THRUM!

Billions of lights flashed every second as the number was quickly approaching trillions, and the word spread- this would only get faster and faster as the empty golden coliseum-like seats floating in the edges of the Cosmic Battlefield were gradually becoming filled.

They were becoming filled as all of their gazes were on the scene in the center of the Cosmic Battlefield where space was still healing after it was ruptured from deadly attacks!

The figure of Daolord Osmont occupied everyone's gazes Azazel's childish face was extremely somber at this moment.

He had received warning bells about this being since he first met him, but he didn't expect him to be this dangerous!

Multiple Daolords and Antiquities began to appear around him and Daolord Rosanna as they began sending them many mental messages- and this was because the two of them were actually the first to come across Osmont and it was under the direction where the influence of the House of Springforge stretched out to.

Daolord Azazel rebuffed as many of the messages as possible as he tried to focus on the scene continuing to play out, but he couldn't do it any longer as in the next second, he felt an old hand land on his shoulder, his small figure sinking down as if a heavy mountain was leaning on him!

His gaze drastically changed as he turned around and broke into cold sweat while calling out respectfully.

"Forefather Isaac!"

arrogance when he looked towards the old man before him, the face of this being old and wizened as he wore a verdant robe that even extended to cover his head, an extensive long beard and hair being evident on his

when you all came across this Daolord

WAA!

the scenes he

Stormdust, a hidden Forefather had been there since the very beginning as now, a Forefather of the House of Springforge also made

words, his gaze actually also going towards the hidden figure of Forefather Julius as

glistening gloriously amidst the

use shields,

used them as fuel

WAA!

to churn and heal at visible speeds, Daolord Ray's eyes seeing the Antiquities

me! Burn your Universes and be ready to lay your

THUCK!

His words never finished.

about to reach the group of hundreds of Antiquities, his figure that was blazing with essence

WAA!

was revealed grasping tightly onto Ray's face, essence gushing from his

face of a Daolord in one hand, he began to shoot up towards

towards his faction gloriously like a shooting star as Ray bellowed out

"OOOOH!"

bellowed out, burning multiple Universes as he wanted to give himself

fear he was trying to push down bubbling up as he saw this being actually had his eyes on him, his lips moving as words resounded in his ear even as they tore through the void of

you two