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Infinite Mana in the Apocalypse

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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Glory! VI

In the surroundings of Knight Augustus.

One Imperium Knight after another arrived to support and defend him, four of such entities appearing around him protectively!

Each was adorned in shining Existential Armaments as they were a sign of grace and honor, and yet at this moment…

The sight of half the head of a Teleios Stage Knights being split open was a heavy one as they couldn't allow this cowardish enemy that came and went to continue his attacks!

In the distance, Knight Palmino had a burning gaze as even though he had scorched the devilish smile and eyes from his forehead, he could feel wisps of it trying to form once more as including Knight Augustus, there were two other Imperium Knights whose existence was leaking out continuously.

With an interminable gaze, he looked at Knight Akalusia and the 5 other Imperium Knights supporting her as his intent weaved out.

|You got the blasphemous Sanctus filth? I will track down her compatriot.|