Infinite Mana in the Apocalypse

A Paragon dead from just a few attacks from the Tyrannical Dragon Emperor!

The moment the kill was finished, the 10 rushing Paragons steeled their hearts even further as these beings that had lived for hundreds of thousands of years knew something.

It was the knowledge that this seemingly unreasonable being in front of them...if they did not put a stop to him now with all of their power, he would just continue to dominate the pace of the battle and pick them off one by one as soon enough- this Universal War would be lost!

Either they were cowardly and tried to preserve their lives by fighting others and eventually dying...or they grouped together and increased their chances of survival while also increasing their chances of taking down the monstrosity in front of them.

They naturally chose the comfort in numbers to overcome this great enemy, and such an ideology would work for many instances and on many enemies...just not the one they faced currently!

Such a strategy would not work on Noah!

This was because he still held the frankly ridiculous Plot Armor for another fifty something minutes, and this granted him an Invulnerable status for this entire time.

This allowed for the jaw dropping scene of 10 Paragons rushing towards him on all sides, each of their bodies glimmering with their own unique abilities and reinforcements as these paragons consisted of beings from all 5 Supreme Bloodline Races!

The glorious figures of Qilins, Cyclops, Phoenixes, Nine-Tailed Foxes, and White Tigers descending their attacks unto the Tyrannical Dragon Emperor was a scene etched onto the minds of many as in the next second, their jaws dropped when they saw this being not dodge or even light up with defensive skills, his gaze merely looking at the Paragons around him with utter disdain.

…!

"This…!"

BOOOM!

Yet…

WAA!

The figure of the Tyrant Dragon appeared just as majestic as before, his scales just as bright as not a single ounce of damage could be seen on his body.

"..."

The 10 Paragons came to a stop as they made sure their eyes were still working!

What they saw before them utterly defied what they knew about the norms of Power, and it further defied what their rank actually meant.

Paragons could challenge other Paragons and win their battles as long as they had many more Daos or comprehended something as beautiful as a Cosmic Dao. There even existed instances where a Paragon was powerful enough to go against 2 other Paragons and survive!

But this being in front of them had first somehow made 5 Paragons disappear as his entrance, and he now withstood the attacks of 10 Paragons that all attacked him at once as these Paragons truly did not know what to make of it.

It was a scene that utterly shifted the paradigms of the power of Paragons, where there now lay a possibility for someone to actually be capable enough to withstand 10 Paragons all by themselves!

The 10 Paragons only came out of their stupor when they felt the essence of the ridiculous Tyrant Dragon in front of them bubbling, his voice ringing out to resound across the surrounding miles.

"Regardless of what you do, the debt of blood will be repaid as my promise shall be fulfilled!"

…!

Noah said this as after crushing the Golden Cyclops Paragon and before its disintegration, he had taken its memories as he had a very clear idea on the events that took place to cause the rivers of blood and dismembered bodies of dragons to be floating in the chaotic void before this war even began.

"You will not find a savior, nor will you have mercy when you begin to beg for it! Today, there shall only be blood!"

RUMBLE!

The hearts of the 10 Paragons and all those who heard the resounding words of the Tyrannical Dragon Emperor trembled!

They recalled the promise that this being made not too long ago when he stood against the Hegemony of Slaughter himself, how he had promised he would not care if it was a Great Sage or a Paragon that unjustly carried out senseless slaughter...they would all be killed regardless.

As the many billions of powerhouses watched this Tyrant Dragon right now, they were actually shocked to see this being was keeping to his message!

Powerlessness! All from the might and words of a single person.

Who knew words could be this powerful?!

This point in the war was one of immense significance, and it was even more significant to a certain being that was watching this and experiencing the real time changes of it.

Of course, the person in question is the Hegemony of Slaughter himself who could feel his Universal Fortune constantly decreasing- it was Ambrose who felt his influence over the many powerful natives of the Animus Universe that he had forged for so many years slipping away that easily!

And all of it...was done by a randomly appearing being in just a matter of days.

Work that he had done for many millenniums...decimated in just days!

Emotions of wrath that Ambrose never thought would arise within his heart broke to the surface at this moment, his gaze exceedingly cold as he looked at the illusory scene where he saw the Tyrant Dragon fully withstand the attacks of 10 other Paragons.

Solerno was standing nearby with an extremely somber expression, neither of the two Hegemonies speaking as it was Ambrose who broke the silence first!

"If even this is to fail...then we must proceed with the other method."

A dreadful decision was made by the Hegemony of Slaughter at this time, a decision that was just one among the many things to propel the future into a tumultuous direction!