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!"

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

you all came

WAA!

utmost accuracy, even though he could see the Primal Crystal that recorded the scenes he had experienced when he went to the Indigo Cosmos that he had sent towards the Family Head currently being twirled in the fingers of

there since the very beginning as now, a Forefather of

eyes were swarming with lights as he listened to Azazel's words, his gaze actually also going

the shattered Galaxies and Universes, Daolord Ray's somber figure saw Noah's figure glistening gloriously amidst the destroyed space, his red eyes looking at the few hundred Antiquities from his

to use

he used them as fuel to try and

WAA!

began to churn and heal at visible speeds, Daolord Ray's eyes

and be ready to lay your life on the

THUCK!

His words never finished.

with essence came

WAA!

of Noah was revealed grasping tightly onto Ray's face,

to the face of a Daolord in one hand, he began to shoot up towards the direction of crimson gold seats of the House of

he shot towards his faction gloriously like a shooting star as Ray

"OOOOH!"

begin forming Dao Lines bellowed out, burning multiple Universes as he wanted to give himself more

the gaps of the fingers that wrapped around his face like metal clamps as he stared into the cold eyes of the terrifying being holding onto him, the fear he was trying to push down bubbling

disappointment you two were as