Infinite Mana in the Apocalypse Chapter 194
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Chapter 194 - Unknown Threat
A sense of thrill was traveling through Noah’s large body as he continued to focus on the figure of the ruler in front of him.
The other Rulers were being kept at bay by the calamities of the sea and all the cultivators were being pushed back by the attacks of Atlanteans with Plasma Guns and beams of light that continued to shoot out from the Hydro Cannons.
At the moment it looked like Martial Uncle Dylan in his transparent form of the technique of the Mountain Sea Sect, [Scylla’s Empowerment], would break out, another drastic change occurred as the two large statues that were guarding the gates of Atlantis actually moved.
As if the Legions of Demons and Cultivators were not being dealt enough injuries, humongous statues appeared to add on to the current chaotic situation.
One carried a golden trident that looked eerily similar to the one that was situated atop Noah’s middle head as a crown while the statue of the Atlantean carried a tremendously large Plasma Gun that shone in a beautiful blue light.
This was the powerful force of Atlantis that made Baal think twice before attacking. This was the force that was now moving in full swing to push back its enemies.
Large beams of Plasma shot out from the gun being hoisted by the Atlantean statue while even more terrifying attacks were being released from the golden trident the Merfolk statue was swinging as Martial Uncle Dylan was pushed back from his advance toward the location where Noah, the Kraken, and Baal stood.
The chaotic battle was not looking good for the demons and cultivators as the appearance of the one using the Trident of the Sea was too strong. It struck down and killed two Phantasmal ranked beings in a short time span, and now the Ruler of the Demon World was being besieged both by the Hydra and another Calamity.
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Victory seemed to fully be in the hands of Atlantis since the sneak attack that threw the whole battlefield into chaos.
It was at this moment in time though, that a shock ran through the mind of Noah as he received a silent communication from a person he did not know.
"Noah Osmont, the being that received the favor of two worlds. You do not know me, while I only know some of you. I wish you no harm, and I actually came to save you."
His three heads carrying the noxious [Radiation Queen’s Sword]s that were slashing down towards the transformed body of the Demon Emperor vibrated and went even faster as this alarming message entered his mind. The first sentence after his name was what made him most apprehensive as his large body rained down attacks on Baal even faster.
" A catastrophe is approaching, and your death nears."
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Shock was the only thing in Noah’s heart as he tried to pinpoint the origin of the voice that knew about his origins and mentioned how he received the favor of two worlds. The low ranking [Thought Acceleration] continued to be used as he spread out his aura and traced the source where the silent communication was coming from.
To his surprise, he found his attention landing on the calm figure of a Cultivator. From his memories of the Martial Uncle of the Mountain Sea Sect, this was the Sect Master of the Karmic Sect, Inuit.
Memories of the World of Cultivation and their mysterious techniques floated in his mind as his mood became grave.
The Sect Master was currently holding back a Calamity that seemed to be in a quagmire of invisible lines and wasn’t able to move even a few inches closer to his body. The many disciples behind him formed protective walls using similar thin lines that blocked the attacks from Atlanteans and Merfolk as they seemed to be in a passive state of defense.
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"There is no time for us to actually talk as the threat nears even faster. If you wish to take the life of that Demon Ruler, you have to hurry and you have to do it fast, because the true threat that would cause your death will be here at any moment."
Noah continued to hear shocking words that did not seem to have any validity, but seemed to hold truth at the same time. His mind moved as he recalled any information he held about the Karmic Sect and their techniques.
They were a terrifying force in the World of Cultivation that proliferated very quickly by using unknown techniques that allowed them to always be in the most opportune location to gain treasures or always be gone before a great calamity arrived in chaotic times. Their techniques were very secretive where most cultivators chose to steer away from conflict with them.
His eyes focused on the besieged Baal who was roaring with power as his mind moved faster. It did not matter if the words were false or true, he would focus on taking down Baal first!
The thought of death weighed heavily on his mind, and he would continue to move with care and run in the next instant through the use of {Spatial Travel} if things deteriorated so heavily.
Yet another set of words entered his ears as some of the mysteries were cleared up, with the situation really seeming to take a grim turn as it was something he had not considered before.
"It is not some supreme treasure that this World holds which everyone should be fighting for. It is the technology that they created that allowed them to do unseen and unobservable things before in the universe. It is this technology that has caught the eyes of some truly powerful beings who will not let it continue to grow."
The shock in Noah’s heart continued to grow as he recalled the one thing from Atlantis he still had his gaze on but hadn’t been able to grasp yet.
"It is the World Engine that is the true treasure created in this world. It is the thing that will bring about this World’s destruction."
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