Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3909

Chapter 3909: Glorious V

Many were knocked unconscious!

Of those that remained awake, their Existence buzzed as their complexity and purity exploded upwards in a somewhat controlled manner!

Instantly, a second Basic Early Living Existential Glyph of Ruination began to form on the body of Ruination.

On the Infiniverse, an unknown reaction seemed to occuring with her as like blooming singularities, the Basic Early Living Existential Glyphs of Manadynamics, Continuity, and Dreams all bloomed simultaneously- her eyes vibrating with terrifying brilliance as one must not forget...the Early Veiled Shore...was locaded within her.

In her center.

Literally.

So what would it mean for her when the Early Veiled Shore continued to unlock its wonders?

Moiraine almost dropped to her knees on the side as her entire existence felt like it was quivering, her already tremendous complexity and purity...shockingly rising faster than it ever had before.

Her eyes trembled as within their depths, she could not help but howl out against the foolishness of Diviticus and her Mentor!

How foolish were they to have actually gone against this being?!

HUUM!

The bucket shone.

So did the eyes of those shocked who remained conscious as the shocking process seemed to just be getting started!

Noah kept milking as he mads sure his Mother, Son, Adelaide, and all others were okay.

He then stared at Heidrun with quiet wonder. "Where do you come from?" he asked calmly. "Do you know where others like you dwell? Do you know where the Early Creatures might still be?"

...!

Heidrun shimmered, its arrogant eyes lazing around.

The goat’s only response was a dignified snort.

A new prompt answered him instead.

|Very little additional records can be obtained regarding the origins of the Early Living Land Lifeform, Heidrun, at this moment.|

...!

He nodded.

It figured.

The milk flowed. The Sacred Mead of Existence flowed!

Until...

BZZT!

Noah blinked.

The udder resisted his grasp. Heidrun stepped back with a final, triumphant shake of her glimmering coat. Her eyes gleamed. Then she turned and began to trot away.

|Heidrun has produced as much Sacred Mead of Existence as she desires at this time. If you wish to collect more in the future, present her with her favorite delicacy.|

Noah remained sitting, the golden bucket pulsing before him. Heidrun strutted away, her expression smug, tail flicking with casual power as she returned to bask beneath the Sacred Totem’s glow.

He stared after her, shaking his head.

Then, he laughed!

It slipped out slow and full. His smile widened, eyes lifting to the skies as the breeze kissed his face.

"You know," he said quietly, to no one and everyone, "I’ve always wanted to be a farmer."

HUUM!

And for the briefest moment in the folds of existence, under a sparkling sky and upon golden sand that pulsed with ancestral might, Noah Osmont felt as if he truly were...a farmer.

All it required was to find and unlock the wonder that was the Early Veiled Shore!

The bucket of Sacred Mead of Existence glowed faintly where it sat in the golden sands, its surface calm and still, as if aware of its own impossible worth.

Noah’s gaze remained locked on it, his expression unreadable but deeply contemplative.

Unimaginably contemplative!

Around him, the sand of the Early Veiled Shore shifted softly, humming with an unseen rhythm, and below his bare feet, he could feel the tremor of something glorious moving.

Inside his being, Towers began to shudder.

A subtle quake of acceleration.

The early Towers of Osmont that would have taken a great deal of to form a single vein or layer now pulsed with progress. More than that, deep within the core of his existence, the Ventryalis, the Primal Root Atrium of Echoes, moved.

It had been crawling before.

Crawling despite everything he’d done, despite all the complexity he’d built, all the purity he’d burned through!

Now, it surged...just from him breathing the scent released by the Sacred Mead of Existence!

1%... 2%... 3%...

Every second, his Ventryalis inched forward in its completion, as if the golden milk in that bucket was reaching into him, humming softly to the rhythm of something quintessential!

And he hadn’t even tasted it yet.

Around this time...

BOOM!

The air above the Early Veiled Shore rippled.

Noah’s eyes lifted, glazed with distant starlight as he turned his gaze toward the faraway battlefield, where he could sense it- faintly but clearly.

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