Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3880

Chapter 3880: The Living That Are Bound! IV

Rising Marine Lifeforms roared with valor and fear above the Sacred Waters while Noah entered a unique state of mind.

The sands were warm beneath his feet.

Corrective predators.

His eyes drifted toward Moiraine, who stood again at full height. Her halos shimmered behind her, her posture impeccable. Her gaze was still reverent. Still distant. fre.eweb(n)ovel\.c om

But now... it was time to rebuild.

The birth of new Originus Venerants had begun from a single bite of meat!

The auras vanished.

Those from the Infiniverse Wheel of Existence who were arduously working for their complexity...

The ocean stilled.

Then came nothing.

"And Eat."

The moment was anything but.

They failed.

He looked past her, to the collection of faces that had gathered nearby. His son- Henry, Kazuhiko, Barbatos, Adelaide, the Emperor Penguin, and the many others who had arrived in these shores.

And with that...

No gesture of violence.

As he spoke of cooking, her smile came as she walked over as if she understood.

They were here to cleanse.

The waters continued to pulse.

BOOM!

A shame, he thought!

The more that came, the more he would gain.

And from within it, the mechanics stirred.

He motioned toward the glowing trio of crystalline trees that pulsed softly near the heart of the Shores.

It was good.

Even without sight, he could feel their intention.

HUUM!

Only the boxes remained.

BOOM!

He gazed forward, where silence met sea.

She chewed slowly, eyes never leaving him.

He sat down, finally, on the sands of the Early Veiled Shore. free\we\bnov(e)(l).com

He looked at each of them. They waited.

Behind him, Moiraine moved.

He spoke quietly.

Liora stepped back unconsciously, gripping her forged glass bucket tight. Henry narrowed his eyes. Even the Emperor Penguin, usually brash and boastful, tilted his head in wary awe.

HUUM!

He had lost many things.

He read it. Dismissed it.

Just a touch.

Noah turned at last, watching as Moiraine floated back down toward him. The boxes glided beside her, smooth and radiant. Her expression, as always, was poised.

"...can cook."

|All Early Living Marine Lifeforms have been eliminated. In a near indeterminate amount of time, another Wave will appear to correct the violation of the Population of the Early Veiled Shore.|

Their auras grew brighter. Sharper.

Eleven white-gold boxes bloomed into existence.

But the moment they bit and devoured...

A soft wind blew across the sand, brushing his shoulder like a warning. But Noah did not move. He had already spoken.

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