Infinite Mana in the Apocalypse Chapter 296
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Chapter 296 - Havoc
Tides of change could be felt by the destructive beings in the First Hell of the Infernal Realms as in its outer fringes, a Legion of Undead accompanied by powerful Harbingers of Sin were sweeping across the droves of Infernals while in the innermost location, a dreadfully enthusiastic [Lesser Cthulhu] was testing out the wide range of abilities available to him on the maddened droves of even more powerful Infernals.
The [Abhorred Lich Emperor] was situated above a grandly floating Bone Dragon as the golden flames in its eye sockets danced, feeling its power growing ever stronger as its master returned more and more Skill Points into its Skill Tree.
Deathly forces of powerful undead continued to rush forward and clash with the Infernal, the moment a single undead died, another one taking its place. The Lich Emperor continued to wave its Skull Staff as more and more Undead continued to be summoned!
The eerie Specters, Bone Dragons, Blue Phoenixes and other powerful high level undead were accompanying the Harbingers of Sin whose majority were still at the Transcendent Realm, their power being able to match the lowest level Infernals of which there were thousands of.
Soon after the battle began though, their skills became more dreadful as they began using the Skill Points they gained from defeating the Infernals, many of them wonderfully tweaking and choosing which of their skills to enhance as they exploded in strength!
Yet, not a single one of them could even compare to the rate at which one particular being gathered Skill Points.
The more that the forces of the Abhorred Lich Emperor struck down the rushing Infernals, its master would gain the Skill Points as they steadily rose with the constant movement of forces. But if there was a graph that showed the increase of Skill Points, they would at this moment show a constantly increasing parabolic line that continued to shoot up rapidly when Noah himself began casting the tremendously monstrous abilities of the Lesser Cthulhu!
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RUMBLE!
Moving scenes and going to the innermost location of the First Realm of Hell, a Lesser Cthulhu was wreaking havoc as the stupendously large body moved like a streak of light, appearing in one location that held huge cl.u.s.ters of Infernals and leaving a deadly Portal of Terror there, before he flashed away to another location and cast yet another Portal of Terror that went on to decimate any Infernals standing or floating nearby!
The number of points under the [Infernal Skill Points] were rapidly changing as small decimal increments continued to come in rapidly, this indiscriminate hunt for the Infernals taking on the form of something never done before as they died at such fast rates, that even the Infernal Hunts that many worlds participated in could not compare.
As long as Noah continued to rampantly run around like this for just another few hours, the number of Infernals that he alone would kill would be higher than the number of all the Infernals killed in the recent Infernal Hunt!
This tremendous feeling of strength that one could get drunk on continued to permeate through Noah as unconsciously, the unstable Aether that was distinctly covering his body seemed to slowly increase and acc.u.mulate the more he killed the Infernals.
The destructive Aether energies unknowingly contuinued to coalesce around his large body, their unusual power palpitating as Noah continued to use brute force and the [Portals of Terror] to wreck havoc on any nearby Infernals. He moved around numerous regions as he only left behind unrecognizable landscapes and blood and gore behind him.
After a few hours, many of the powerful Infernals across the wide inner regions of the First Hell realised this immense commotion and the killing of their brethren as multiple Void Rank Infernals grouped up and went towards Noah’s position!
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He was casting yet another portal of terror when he felt the bubbling power of four Void Rank Infernals rush towards him from all sides. His battle intent surged at this sight, as these maddened beings would only serve to provide him more skill points, a howl leaving his mouth as the tentacles and feelers covering the lower half of his face trembled with baleful Aether.
OOOH!
After killing so many Infernals, the Aether around Noah’s large body had built up to such an extent as it seemed even more unstable, his roar of power acting like an unknown switch as the destabilized Aether element all over his body erupted outwards with him at the center!
BOOM!
The four rushing Void Rank Infernals were stopped in their tracks as this circular blast of Aether filled with destructive energies ripped through their bodies, their powerful defenses torn apart as heavy injuries were instantly inflicted upon their bodies.
Noah observed this powerful blast of energy that released from him in surprise as he was too engrossed in enjoying the immense power of the [Lesser Cthulhu] form that he was not paying attention to the constant build up of Aether which had just erupted from him at this moment in time. This came as a surprise as this wasn’t an ability listed among the skills of this terribly powerful form, but this made Noah all the more curious to find out all he could about this [Lesser Cthulhu]!
He looked at the heavily injured Void Rank Infernals that had been trying to get near him, their advance stopped short by this unexpected blast as he honed in on each of their locations and cast a skill that was even more destructive than the [Portals of Terror].
The skill [Sever] was activated, as in the direction his hand was pointing, the chest of one of the Void Rank Infernals was pierced through instantaneously, with the Infernal only feeling the pain a millisecond after!
It was only then that the remaining Infernals noticed this destructive ray of Aether coming from Noah’s hand, but at this point, Noah spun around in a circular motion as this deadly ray of Aether covered the entire 360 degrees around him.
SHAA!
Space trembled as a distinct thin line of severed space began to heal and close back up, everything that was around Noah experiencing a terrible nightmare as the bodies of the remaining Void Rank Infernals surrounding him were shredded into two clean pieces, any nearby Infernals experiencing the same fate!
THRUM!
Noah took in this amazing feeling of strength as he saw the red streaks of light that represented the unquantified form of the Skill Points releasing from the powerful bodies of the Infernals and enter his own, watching the jump of 4 points all at once as he took down many powerful high ranking Infernals in this one attack.
He marveled at this sight as he was about to continue this ecstatic battle, when he found himself rooted to the fiery skies he was floating on.
"Hmm?!"
Surprise left his terrifying mouth as he felt something unknown lock onto him and completely stop his movements. Below him from the blazing earth, and above him from the fiery skies of the First Realm of Hell, a domineering red light ascended from below and descended from above to lock onto his figure, freezing his figure and actually stopping all movements from him!
...!
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