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Infinite Mana in the Apocalypse

All Time Top Ten Webnovel Bestseller! --- An Apocalypse descends as awakened humans rise to defend their world! In the blooming chaotic Era, Mana reigns supreme. But even the strongest beings...have limited reserves of Mana. A weak F Rank Hunter awakens with the lowest tier [Fireball] skill in a desolate City as he finds out...Mana is not a limitation for him! Have you seen countless fireballs stretch across the blue skies? Have you seen endless dwarf stars and black holes conjured against insurmountable Dragons and other mythical creatures?! With Infinite Mana, anything is possible! --- "What you are is a blip on a glorious path. An extra that isn't even all that well developed. You'll appear and make some inconsequential waves, and then you'll disappear just as quickly. Only to be forgotten a few pages later."- Noah Osmont, Chapter 2188 --- The concepts appearing in this story are those of pure fantasy and fiction, they are not reflective of the real world. Everything is based on pure imagination. Discord server is with illustrations and Status Panel is here! -https://discord.gg/KwatGcE

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He Has Come! II

The Sign!

The Instrument!

He came and brought down rain!

Like fire, such news spread across the Megalos Pantheon of Umbra.

Within its depths, countless intricate structures weaved together as at this moment, truly powerful beings began to move.

Within moments, a billowing aura that caused others to shudder bloomed in front of the thousands of groups of Morphons.

It was an entity that seemed like an amalgamation of tentacles that formed a massive ring.

Trillions of tentacles overlapping together to form a circular ringed lifeform!

Such a being held heavy prestige as the moment he appeared, hushed whispers echoed out.

|A Great One…|

|The Great Wheel…!|

An Outerversal Morphon alongside the same prestige as the Observer of Old and Young and other Great Outerversal Morphons.

His tentacles pulsed as he spoke out while feeling the drops of rain and the illusory image of Ozymandias.