Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Stormdust knew very well the meaning of his actions, and yet his rage and unwillingness at the sight of destiny he saw from this existence before his eyes moved past any reservations as he did it anyways.

Hundreds of thousands of years that even stretched over a million years of hard work…he could feel as they all slowly evaporated before his eyes!

All from a single existence that when he arrived in the Primordial Empire, his Nomological Edict of Burning Destiny had alerted him and told him this being would be a source of danger! And Stormdust had moved to take care of this possible source of danger, but he now knew he should have moved with utmost conviction.

He should have taken the life of this being when he still showed battle power before a Forefather, before he seemed like the unshakable existence that he was currently looking at right now!

But there was no time for regrets. He could not turn back time, not with the beings and destinies involved.

"I can only keep moving forward."

His voice echoed out grandly and loudly as it stretched across the Cosmic Battlefield.

It reverberated in the minds of all those in the edges of the Battlefield as Stormdust intended it this way, different beings getting this message and interpreting it very differently!

Havenbreaker heard this as her cold eyes nearly betrayed deeply hidden emotions, his words reminding her of something he had told her many years ago when she chose to go to Aegon and part from him.

She recalled falling in love with the crimson haired hero that let nothing stop him, and she even resonantly recalled how for the sake of power, she had taken the olive branch Aegon was extending as she left behind her first love! After all, how could one put a mere emotion on the path of power?

same words that he vibrantly spoke out at this

only

was already palpating with the essence of a Nomological Edict. Springforge heard the same words as she thought back to the valiant leader that controlled their team, her eyes being lost

had done what he did as he did not want any pity or looks of disappointment,

and emotionless as he cut off anything holding him back- as he cut off the first love that was stolen from him, as he cut off any and all

WAA!

onto this being as his Nomological Edict erupted out gloriously, his Origin churning out even more power as when he gazed at the existence sitting upon a throne that seemed to have

'Hyperion…'

….!

the

BOOM!

body exploded with even more waves of power as his call was answered, the chilling voice of another

I will forge you into a sharp weapon that can cut apart even the Champion of

…!

space of the Cosmic Battlefield as the waves of power were enough that even the apathetic figure of a Conqueror sitting upon his throne began to

bright eyes watched everything occurring with his

felt like he was pulling the strings of beings little by little to achieve the

figure of Aegon rising up from his throne, this terrifying existence more than likely rising to put a stop to what was happening as on