Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Uniquely, one side had a few hundred Existences ranging from the First Firmament all the way to the Seventh Firmament- where there were two experts at the Seventh Firmament of Ascendancy leading the Royal Blight Serpent Dragons while the opposing party was merely made of three existences!

The Overseer of the Isles of the Gilded Forge, the culprit that was the cause of the current conflict, and a Grandmaster Forger that was looking at everything with solemnity.

The Overseer was the one to outshine everyone else as her crimson gold flames dancing atop her head released a resplendent glow, her eyes glancing back briefly towards the Reality behind her as she felt the auras of thousands of Golden Titans ranging from the Sixth Firmament of Ascendancy and below to be nearing!

Her eyes flashed as her voice silently entered Monos's mind.

'Go back and tell them not to bother with this.'

A mental message that caused the mind of the Grandmaster to buzz, but he obeyed the Overseer as after glancing with piercing eyes towards the party of Serpent Dragons, he delved back into the Prime Reality behind him to pass along the message for none of the powerful forces within to come out!

At this moment, only Noah and Natalya remained outside, the former being protected by a woman as it was a rare scene for him to come across.

BZZZT!

Crackles of light echoed in the surroundings as the Matriarch gritted her teeth, her bare scaly skin shining with waves of verdant light as she voiced out with unbound wrath.

"Do you know what that creature did, Rostova? My son. My only remaining son! Killed by that wretch that you are now protecting!"

…!

pain in her voice was palpable as one could say she was in the right, but in these vast Realities…it

simply killed them in return as what were his other options if he was weak? He would have perished under the wrath of Primordials if the

you not seek vengeance against the Primordials when another Prince of the Serpent

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gaze of the Overseer was filled with boundless majesty

dancing atop her head shone with increasing sharpness, her delicate features not having an ounce of childishness as she looked like a mature

regality of an unmatchable queen, her light dress instantly turned aflame as a crimson battle armor adorned her- this battle armor releasing an

thousands of crowns brimming with a gold color were etched throughout this Quasi-Primordial Relic battle armor as it caused the oppressive might that Natalya released to be even

solemn at such a development, his figure stepping forward more and more as this Poisoner

qualms about starting a war with the Golden Titans! If this happens, many more of your forces at the First Firmament of Ascendancy will perish! Why not give up this single one now to save the lives of thousands? Of tens

an action when her Bloodline was

all this talk bores me…" Natalya turned her head domineeringly as she addressed both the Matriarch and the Poisoner of Reality beside her. "...You want someone, I won't give them to you. Let us skip the threats and see whether you will truly act! I haven't shown myself publicly these past tens of millions of years as it seems I have to remind you all just who Natalya Rostova is…just who the Scorcher of Realities

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Glorious titles.

beings had to have done

The Overseer of the Isles of the Gilded Forge also had a title as she was known as the Scorcher of Reality- an existence that could scorch entire realities and leave them at unremarkable states of extreme heat as no normal existences could ever sprout within these Realities

lay out genuine Apocalypses onto Realities,