Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3899

Chapter 3899: Foundation IV

Within him, the Early Sacred Living Infinity Tower of Osmont pulsed like a second spine, erect and steady, connecting the weight of what had come before with the uncertain glory of what was forming.

Something ancient was stirring- a beat, a murmur, the whisper of an archaic heart slowly taking shape. The Ventryalis had begun to form. The Heart of an Early Creature!

The beat was yet to fully form, but it was there!

As this process began...

Noah rose with deliberate ease and made his way across the soft sands. The Light around him glowed gently, the swirls of multicolored Living Existential Authority tracing over his bare chest like vines curling around marble. His steps were steady, each movement calculated and unhurried.

He came to stand near flickering towers of white and gold- each one a Tower of Origin, and each crowned with a blazing Living Origin Flames that licked the underside of delicate Glass Woks.

Within them, Sacred Bodies of Early Living Marine Lifeforms turned were turned left and righy in the glowing Sacred Water.

Noah smelled the intoxicating scent from each as he asked lightly, "Which one is ready?"

His mother’s eyes flicked toward him.

"This one," Amelia Osmont said, brushing her fingers over the shimmering wok. "Little Henry’s Tower helped cook it."

...!

Amelia ruffled the hair of her grandchild, this now grown man at the Originus Venerant level as he only smiled!

Noah’s lips curved faintly as he nodded.

He turned his gaze toward the Living Golden Paradox standing off to the side- resplendent, regal, and still, like a statue carved from light and will.

"Moiraine," he said, voice low and even. "Bring this Wok. I want to ask you something."

She didn’t hesitate. Her golden eyes met his, and a soft ripple of deference passed through her posture. With a smooth wave of her hand, light flared gently over the Wok, lifting it from the tower of flame as she followed his steps.

The Sacred Waters sloshed faintly, carrying the fragrant weight of an Eel’s cooked complexity.

Noah walked towards the waters of the shores as behind him, he could hear the whispers of Barbatos and others as they used their newly forged Towers of Origin to prepare the Early Living Marine Lifeforms!

"Little Fish is playing with new toys again," Barbatos muttered with sharp eyes.

Adelaide rolled her eyes as her voice followed, gentle and unwavering. "No, his eyes are in cultivation mode right now as he isnt thinking about anything else..."

"Hmm..."

A few women gathered together and continued to whisper.

Kazuhiko sighed as he also looked at this scene, undoubtedly missing his own fiery companion as she was not among those to gain entry into the Early Veiled Shore.

Noah didn’t turn, but his senses didn’t miss a thing. He shook his head slightly.

He had not called Moiraine for play.

He had called her to understand and to plan.

The warm winds licked across his chest as he reached the shoreline, the Sacred Waters brushing lightly at his feet. Beside him, the Wok hovered in the air, steam rising into the air.

A piece of the Eel lifted from the Wok, guided by the same invisible strings of will that stirred existence, and floated before him. He took a slow bite. The flood of dense complexity rolled through him, and the Infinity Tower within him trembled in satisfaction as it began to entirely take this power into itself!

He chewed once. Swallowed.

"Tell me," he said without looking at her, "about the structure of the Living Paradoxes."

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