Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4017

Chapter 4017: A Stick! V

The twisted reality of the Doorway to the Loom seemed to hold its breath as Noah floated above the decimated Inevitabilities.

Their forms, once terrifying manifestations of paradox given purpose, now lay scattered like broken toys after a child’s tantrum.

With a casual wave of his hand, he sent them away to the Early Veiled Shore, their essence compressed into streaks of light that disappeared through dimensional boundaries.

Prompts materialized before his vision with the clinical precision of existence analyzing its resources.

|Five Inevitabilities Successfully Captured and Evaluated. Classification: The Writhing Paradox of Unending Reach. Total Combined Value: 1390 Eminent Early Living Marine Lifeforms.|

|Bonus Modifier: Educational damage inflicted has increased absorption efficiency by 23%.|

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As he absorbed this information, the sound of massive footsteps approached from behind.

Titano’s enormous frame cast shadows that somehow existed in multiple dimensions simultaneously, his eyes shining with the kind of hero worship typically reserved for legendary figures.

"Brother!" the giant exclaimed, his voice carrying genuine awe that transcended his simple vocabulary. "Titano looks up to you! You did not use any Living Existential Authority to beat up that Inevitability!"

His gaze fixed on the simple stick in Noah’s hand with newfound respect. "Is your weapon... is that stick so powerful?"

Noah nodded with the seriousness of someone imparting crucial wisdom. "Very powerful, Brother. This stick carries weight that most cannot comprehend."

Titano’s eyes grew even wider, his massive hands flexing with barely contained curiosity. "Can Titano hold the stick? Titano is very strong!"

Noah’s expression suggested he was about to refuse, but the eager hope in the giant’s eyes made him reconsider. "You likely won’t be able to carry it, Brother."

The warning, predictably, had the opposite effect.

Titano straightened to his full, imposing height, his muscles...which could shatter Royal Living Existences through pure physical force, flexing with determination. This was a challenge, and Titano had never met a physical challenge he couldn’t overcome!

Noah sighed with the resignation of someone who knew this lesson needed to be learned through experience rather than words. "Okay," he said, holding the stick lightly in his hand as if it weighed nothing. He placed it gently onto Titano’s outstretched palm.

The effect was instantaneous and devastating.

BOOM!

Titano’s massive figure, which had weathered attacks from beings of incomprehensible power, began to tremble.

His arm, thick as an ancient tree trunk, started to buckle. The simple stick seemed to carry the weight of concepts themselves...truth, education, understanding, all compressed into three feet of white wood with traces of gold!

The giant’s knees began to bend, his entire frame being forced downward as if existence itself was pressing upon him. The crimson obsidian floor beneath them began to crack under the transferred pressure, reality struggling to accommodate weight that transcended physical measurement.

Before Titano’s body could be driven completely into the floor, Noah made a beckoning gesture. The Goad responded immediately, floating from the giant’s trembling palm back to its rightful owner’s hand with the casual ease of returning home.

Titano remained on one knee, his massive chest heaving with exertion, eyes wide with a mixture of shock and respect. Noah looked at him with understanding rather than mockery.

"Some weights," Noah said, "only a select few can bear. Not because of strength or will, but because of the nature of what they are. The Goad doesn’t test your muscles, Brother...it tests your capacity to carry the responsibility of forcing truth upon others. Oh, and you need a certain Tattoo for it!"

Titano nodded slowly, processing this lesson with the same care he applied to all of Noah’s teachings. Noah reached out to pat the giant’s shoulder with genuine affection.

"Don’t beat yourself up over it. Your strength lies elsewhere, and that’s perfectly fine."

The lovable titan’s expression brightened immediately at the reassurance, his simple nature not allowing disappointment to linger.

Noah felt the weight of the stick in his hands...not physical weight, instead, the weight of purpose, of potential consequences.

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