Infinite Mana in the Apocalypse

In the unknown location in the Celestial Realm, the Founder wiped his mouth with a sigh of contentment reminiscent of someone that had a really good meal, his eyes watching the fading figure of the Infernal Lord as the battle at the Verittas Fortress wrapped up.

To him, this event actually did not seem to hold much significance, the biggest emotion he released out of all it actually stemming from the lustrous meats of the Supreme Behemoths he was enjoying while watching the battle!

"Weak, huh?"

He held a smiling expression that looked extremely eerie with his eyes that never released an ounce of emotion themselves, numerous thoughts crossing his mind as he thought about his life.

Weakness...was actually not a familiar feeling for him, his heart not having felt it for quite some time!

Even now he only curiously thought about it, as it was not even in his mind that he would ever feel such an emotion again. This was because he knew too many things! He had achieved too much! Lastly...he had a very clear goal that was very much within his reach!

Thus, fear was not something that he ever thought about, this recent loss at the Verittas Fortress only further giving him more information that would go towards building the future he wanted to create.

"With such a character of an Infernal Lord joining in, at least it will be fun."

He left behind such words as his figure turned into particles of light, moving from this location to another as he went to lead his people that were currently reeling from the shock of a loss right now!

The Celestials across the numerous Celestial Stars were receiving the news or had watched it with their own eyes in anger and horror, watching the complete obliteration of their forces as not a single one of them managed to return.

The Celestials in the 7th Celestial Star were left without a leader momentarily, Grandmaster Ramiel's life being taken as easily as all the other Grandmasters. This student that had left a golden prison deep beneath this Celestial Star...would never get to return as he faced eternal darkness!

In the hidden underground prison on this 7th Celestial Star, the pierced figure who had revealed himself as the Karmic Sect Leader to Noah, also the being that was known as one of the Founders of the Celestials- was actually sighing with a sad smile as he sensed the passing of his disciple.

"Which one of us ever knows what fate has in store?"

He posed a question to nobody as on this particular day, his face was brighter than normal. This was because what little calculations he could do right now told him that with the beginning of the Last War...fate was moving rapidly once more as the shackles that bound him would soon be no more.

The person responsible for releasing him had taken his time, but one could never rush the workings of fate, as things would always occur when they were meant to.

He was reminiscing in his golden prison when at the next moment, he heard bustling movements beginning to spread out all around the 7th Celestial Star, the beings dwelling within moving with vigor as his ears perked up.

What the chained being found was the forces of this Celestial Star being riled up, having received commands that came directly from the Founder for them to prepare! His eyes shone with a bright light as he continued to observe the happenings of this Celestial Star, trying to foresee the future as this incidence was not just occurring on the 7th Celestial Star!

All across the Light Expanse and in the Celestial Realm, the millions of Celestials had received a single command from the Founder in response to the colossal first loss at the Verittas Fortress. That command was for all of them to prepare and be ready!

For the sake of bringing Order and Balance in the Universe, the loss of a single Celestial Legion could be overlooked. What they needed to do now was prepare to not just send out a single Legion, but form hundreds of Celestial Legions that would be placed under the command of worthy Generals.

In the mind of the Founder, the inconsequential loss at the Verittas Fortress was nothing, and the full war would begin soon as movements were underway to move billions of forces from the Light Expanse, place them into hundreds of Legions under the command of Celestials, and then use this terrifying force to head towards the Dark Expanse.

What was happening now was them entering into a period of an actual full scale war, a war of attrition that would span for who knew how long!

RUMBLE!

Waves of fate and chaos continued to flow through the river of time, the tides of war being fanned as those in the Dark Expanse knew what was coming.

The Grand Mage Edrusim and the Infernal Lords knew full well the strength of the Celestials, their forces being prepared in earnest as they did not let this single victory lul them into a feeling of power.

It was not a single victory that would decide the course of this war, but a balance on wins and losses over the span of months or years- how ever long it took before a deciding event took place to end this Last War.

Two of the forces who could be considered the leading figures of the Dark Expanse were now actively moving, primely being The Grand Mage Edrusim and the Infernal Lords. There was another figure that stood at the peak of the Star Forging Realm similar to Edrusim who at this point in time was not actually rallying the numerous Vampyre Clans spread out in the Dark Expanse, but he was actually nearing the Verittas Fortress to confront the 9th Infernal Lord for the mystery of why he had the abilities of Ancient Vampyres, and find out exactly what the connection was!