Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

An extremely tense situation!

Noah's subordinates felt the unique air around them as they all faced the gazes of trillions of powerful beings, but Noah seemed unfazed as with his chest still bare and glimmering brightly, he stared back at all of them with a gaze of majesty and power that screamed out his regality.

It was akin to a lone Emperor facing the gazes of a myriad of Kings, none of them being able to match to him as at this moment, the apocalyptic broken boundaries and stellar bodies of galaxies and universes began to tremble from the auras of trillions of creatures being exerted in its region!

It felt like things were about to boil over when in the next instant…

"Haha!"

A burst of resounding laughter echoed out.

It dispersed the heavy air like nothing as Noah and many others turned their eyes towards the direction this sound came from, glancing at the House of Springforge as among its vast seats, the figure of Daolord Azazel had a childish smile on his face as he conducted multiple teleportations to proceed towards Noah's direction while laughing boisterously.

"Daolord Osmont…never in my wildest dreams did I expect this show of power from you when I first met you, nor that you would actually show the weakness of the House of Stormdust and cause them to lose a Cosmos!"

RUMBLE!

Azazel's movements being akin to oil being poured into a fire as with his movement, the figures of the many trillions that had arrived in the edges of the Cosmic Battlefield began to

this Daolord arrived before Noah as he wasn't alone, the green robes of multiple Daolords, Antiquities, and Hegemonies from the House of Springforge appearing

victory, and also welcome him fully as a

carefully, a light smile appearing on his face as he watched this play continue before his

surrounded Noah in one direction from the House of Springforge, a verdant light rising from all

had come across before, but from a woman that was adorned in a golden dress hugging her tightly, expressing every one of her curves with utter clarity as one could see the dense cluster of Runic

of Havenbreaker, none of the arrogance and pride that

out as no others spoke, even Azazel holding his tongue solemnly as he didn't continue

because he was fearful of the woman that had spoken, but it

many beings here as very few would dare speak when she was speaking! There

hidden, this figure pulling down his veil as the face of an Old man with glimmering green

didn't think an event such

to hear, his figure coming into the light the moment he spoke as Azazel and