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

were his other options if he was

you not seek vengeance against the Primordials when another Prince of the Serpent Dragons perished some million years back? Is my Bloodline so weak in your eyes

RUMBLE!

was filled with boundless majesty as her features were mesmerizing to watch

increasing sharpness, her delicate features not having an ounce of childishness

aflame as a crimson battle armor adorned her- this battle armor releasing an aura

throughout this Quasi-Primordial Relic battle

the man beside the Matriarch turned solemn at such a development, his figure stepping forward more and more as this Poisoner of Reality could feel something unexpected about to

tell you now that for the death of my son…I have no qualms about starting a war with the Golden Titans! If this happens, many more

to start a full blown war as she knew of the gravity of such an action when her Bloodline was so close to

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

RUMBLE!

Glorious titles.

had to have

Realities and making them unlivable. The Overseer of the Isles of the Gilded Forge also had a title as she was known as the Scorcher

forge a unique Quasi-Insuperable Nomological Edict of the Apocalypse that granted him the capability to lay out genuine Apocalypses onto Realities, one could only imagine what power existences at the Seventh Firmament