Infinite Mana in the Apocalypse Chapter 247
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Chapter 247 - A Confused Devilish Unveiler
In a barren mountain filled with heavy snow, a figure silently teleported amidst the freezing winds. His senses spread out as he observed the world around him for miles, nodding his head as he waved his hands and let out multiple figures onto the snowy ground.
The sleek and shining fur of the Emperor Penguin glistened in the light as he appeared, surrounded by multiple other beasts from the Spiritual Land. Kazuhiko appeared next, accompanied by two beast girls; one holding a fiery tail of a phoenix and another innocently looking around with feline features. Kazuhiko had vehemently voiced out that one could not have fun on an adventure without a balanced party like his.
The Imperial Phoenix also appeared next, surrounded by her generals and protectors. The fearsome Kraken and other Calamities of the Sea were already floating in the air, and the only figure that was missing was the voluptuous Barbatos. She didn’t want to be bothered with what she termed laborious tasks, and opted to train in the Time Space of the Spiritual Land whenever she wasn’t enjoying the luxuries built by Noah all around.
The ones that had the mission of the Icebound World were observing their surroundings closely as they looked forward to beginning their journey in this world.
"Side with those being unfairly treated, and kill those you see are blatantly causing death and mayhem while you increase your influence. Don’t target those blindly following orders, but the generals and upper ranks that push their agenda onto them. But most of all, grow stronger as you increase your skills and raise your powers."
Noah reminded them of things they already discussed as a brilliant light bounced off the sleek fur of the Emperor Penguin, his flippers pounding his chest as he told his Master that he could be counted on!
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Noah observed this with a light smile as he grasped the Dagger of Time, confirming his thoughts as he unleashed a force of multiple Phantasmal ranked beings on an unsuspecting world.
His forces had arrived in the warring Icebound World.
Possibilities and plans were reviewed over and over again before Noah nodded his head and disappeared from this new world, moving on to his own plans as he used {Spatial Transfer} with a singular destination in mind, the World of Cultivation.
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Confusion was gradually setting into the mind of the Devilish Time Unveiler as he spread out his senses deep within the coffin he was confined in to confirm that the Dagger of Time that was floating above the coffin was inexplicably gone.
He did not feel it disappear, nor watch as someone took it. It just felt...gone, like he never had it!
His confusion grew into anger as the thoughts fell into place, and he realized just what exactly might have happened in order for the Dagger of Time to not be with him currently.
Someone had stolen his partner, and they inexplicably had the sheath that he lost before he went into slumber, and they used it to activate the Dagger of Time with them! His barely waking mind raged as he pieced the things together, his anger rising to levels never before felt as he chose to quickly change his plans.
He was manipulating from the sidelines as he released more and more news about his Devilish Abode, wanting to rope in the maximum number of beings that would serve as fuel for his revival. He planned to do this a few days from now, but he was now forced to do it in advance as he now felt that there was an unknown enemy that had already bested him once and taken his only true treasure!
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Essence spread out as he used his last wisps of remaining energy to open the Realm in advance, word quickly spreading to the surrounding Sects as watchers were spread throughout the area and observed the changes.
Information traveled quickly as Cultivators from the Time Immemorial Sect and other surrounding sects quickly gathered and entered the Dangerous Realm, accompanied by otherworlders like the Black Serpent from the Magus World as they greedily went in to look for the treasures of the Devilish Time Unveiler!
Unknown to them, the skeletal body of the being they thought to be dead was already pulsing with life as some beings from Phantasmal and Transcendent rank began to face their deaths in the specially designed spaces of the Devilish Abode, a dangerous light passing through the blank darkness where the eyes of the Devilish Time Unveiler used to be as he began to laugh and cackle in his black coffin.
’Haha, whoever you are, I’ll be sure to pay you back one hundredfold for stealing my treasure!’
He was ecstatic as he began to focus on devouring the oncoming origins, not noticing that in the same cavernous space that he had not allowed any beings to enter yet, a single being had inexplicably appeared far in the distance of the trembling temple that housed his coffin!
The focus of the Devilish Time Unveiler was fully placed into absorbing the oncoming origins as much as possible. He needed to regain much of his power before this unknown enemy that now held in his hands the Dagger of Time could even get the chance to reap his life while he wasn’t fully recovered.
’The Dagger of Time required the use of a tremendous amount of Time Essence! Even someone at the Void Fimmerment Realm would not be able to produce enough Time Essence to fill the Sheath Regalia in such a short period of time, so the Dagger will be unusable if the enemy chose to come back now!’
Yes! From his knowledge, he had some time before his unknown enemy would ever get the idea of coming, and thus he needed to move his plans forward differently from what he would have done before, changing any possible future that his enemy would have seen!
"Haha, Haha!"
Crackles of laughter resounded throughout as the Devilish Time Unveiler felt things coming into place, the origins he had absorbed being enough to allow his cultivation stage to start breaking through the Saint Realm once more!
He felt this overpowering feeling of strength as essence converged towards his core, feeling ecstatic as he would be one rank away the moment he stabilized his cultivation in the Saint Realm! This was his power, it laid in his deep planning and schemes that allowed him to revive hundreds of years after he should have been dead. Even if he had lost his treasure to a wicked enemy in a previous time, he would get it back and pay them back a hundredfold. He began stabilizing his cultivation at the Saint Realm as grandiose thoughts floated through his head.
It was at this moment though, that he suddenly felt resounded alarm bells as he spread his senses outwards, feeling speedily approaching attacks that caused cracks to spread throughout the temple and the sky around the cavernous space to tremble!
What!
To his horror, in the middle of his breakthrough to the Saint Realm, at this extremely crucial juncture, someone that had been hiding from his senses attacked him!
"WHO DARES!!!"
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