Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4010

Chapter 4010: Loyalty! II

The simple declaration of loyalty carried more weight than any elaborate oath might have!

This was not calculated allegiance…it was the fundamental honesty of someone who understood debt and honor in their most basic forms!

Noah frowned at this response, though something in his expression suggested respect for the giant’s stance. He could push here, could probably find ways to manipulate or coerce, but there were other methods. Better methods.

He reached up…a considerable stretch given their height difference, and patted Titano’s massive frame with something approaching fondness. “Do not worry about it. I will talk to Duke Gwendolyn to release you from your debt to her. Would that be acceptable? If she agrees to release you?”

Titano’s face transformed with sudden hope, his eyes brightening like stars emerging from clouds. “If Duke Gwendolyn agrees, Titano would like to go with Brother! Brother makes Titano rich! Brother treats Titano good!”

Noah smiled, filing away this information for future use. “Good. Then that’s what we’ll do.” He looked ahead into the depths of the Doorway where reality continued its war with itself. “For now, let’s see if we can find a few more Inevitabilities, and then we’ll get out of here.”

“Yes!” Titano’s enthusiasm returned in full force, his massive form practically vibrating with excitement. “Titano will clear the way! Titano will find many Inevitabilities for Brother!”

The giant charged ahead with renewed vigor, his terrifying power creating a wake through the paradoxical space that actually made traversal easier for those following. Each step he took seemed to temporarily force reality to choose a single state, creating brief islands of stability in the chaos.

Noah and Sigrid followed at a more measured pace. Sigrid’s expression remained troubled, her mind clearly wrestling with the implications of Gwendolyn’s betrayal of trust.

Noah didn’t even spare a glance for Altheon and Thessaly as they moved forward, his dismissal of their presence more cutting than any direct confrontation could have been!

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A tremendous distance away, in the Transcendent Origin Battlefront Folds, another group made their way through their own Doorway to the Loom.

These doorways were numerous throughout the Battlefront, most leading nowhere, and those that did lead somewhere invariably filled with boundless Inevitabilities or other hazards that prevented advancement toward the ultimate prize.

Alexander Asmodeus moved through this particular Doorway with his characteristic measured grace, each step calculated and precise!

The environment around them defied conventional description…a landscape of shattered white clocks and broken wheels that might have once measured something beyond time.

The fragments floated in air that had the consistency of liquid crystal, each piece reflecting moments that had never occurred, might be occurring, or had already occurred in futures that no longer existed.

The moment their party fully entered the Doorway, prompts materialized before each of them.

|You have entered the Doorway: Origin Graveyard of Forgotten Measurements|

|Special Conditions: Death in this Doorway may retroactively prevent birth. Memories formed here exist in quantum superposition until observed. Success and failure are not mutually exclusive states.|

|Warning: Your perception of entering this Doorway may itself be an echo of a future that won’t occur|

Alexander read through the information with his characteristic calm, his mind already calculating probabilities and possibilities!

Beside him, Seraphina Valorheart gripped her weapon tighter, while Royal Law Tristesse had finally stopped fuming about Noah’s earlier displays, her expression now carved from focused concern.

“This is worse than the report suggested,” Kaedric muttered, his usual confidence shaken by the sheer wrongness of their surroundings.

Tristesse voiced her thoughts as they moved deeper into the Doorway, her attention split between the environment and her companions. “That friend of yours is not ordinary.” She fixed Alexander with a gaze that demanded answers. “If he stems from the same Folds as you…”

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