Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 36

Chapter 36 - Collision

Vice Admiral Magnar watched the next events unfold in shocking fashion as Admiral Chekhov seemed to have forgotten everything around him as he erupted with power that launched him towards Noah as if he was a missile

The body of Admiral Chekhov was leaking purple light as his fist reached Noah, the impact smashing him down into the arena floor.

The more surprising thing was seeing Noah fly out a second after, his equipment tattered but his body seeming perfectly fine

The purple light surrounding the Admiral formed into a purple disc that he stood in the air with. Feeling the strength of that blow and the power emanating in the field, Magnar stopped going forward as he knew he would only lose his life if he came by. He only had rank B strength after all

What he didn’t understand was how much he had underestimated Noah. How was he able to stand against the strikes of multiple rank A skills and still be able to stand against an A Ranker? The surprises this man kept bringing out were too numerous

But if he had already reached this level, it was a great thing for the future of the Empire. This fight had to be stopped. He was about to look at the masses of people scrambling to get away from the Coliseum when Chekhov moved once again, this time the purple light forming into a spiked fist that rushed toward Noah

Vice Admiral Magnar looked at this as he wished the person he called to get here as soon as possible.

WHIZZ!

The huge spiked purple fist rushed through the air with a grating sound as three red lightning bolts smashed into it, dissipating its form. Noah didn’t seem to be done as three more rapidly rotating tornadoes rushed where the Admiral was

Chekhov looked at the incoming mini-tornadoes and waved his hand, a purple blade forming which split the rotating winds apart as if they were paper. The field calmed down after this trading of attacks, Chekhov was still bubbling with anger and grief but was gradually calming down. More purple swords were forming beside him as he spoke

"Yes he was in the wrong, but he didn’t deserve death." His rage seemed to have been reignited as he finished his words and the purple swords around him began to vibrate

Noah watched and then pulled out the new skill book he had obtained before the purple fist came crashing down on him. The glistening book was on his hand for only a second, before he brought it near his body and it was dissolved in colorful lights that went inside

Admiral Chekhov looked at this happening and became even angrier, screaming out while commanding his large vibrating swords to rush forward "If you had shown your level of power, none of this would have happened! My son would not have called for a Death Match, we would have simply waited another week for the next skill book and moved on. This is your fault!"

His rage was palpitating as his purple sword neared Noah’s position

BOOM!

A resounding explosion rang out after, the purple swords being destroyed by the explosion, leaving behind a wide area where ice elements were still fluctuating. [Frigid Impermanence] was cast once again, but this time from the hands of someone else.

Magnar looked at this site with incredulousness, questioning the mana reserves of the man that kept on throwing spells left and right.

Calmness seemed to have returned on Admiral Chekov’s face as his mind seemed to be made up, numerous purple spiked fists and sword beginning to appear around him.

At this time though, a sultry voice rang out in the destroyed Coliseum.

"Haha, Chekhov, you’re actually planning on going all out in the middle of a city?"