Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4042

Chapter 4042: Oh, Order! V

Duke Valen nodded, beginning to transmit information to Schrodinger.

A terrifying Living Quantum, its form existing in seventeen states simultaneously...turned toward them with attention that made probability itself pay notice. "What do you plan to do?"

Schrodinger’s smile deepened, containing layers of meaning that contradicted themselves at every level. "I plan to display a show of force... and then a show of mercy."

HUUM!

He stood, his beggar’s robes somehow managing to convey majesty despite their tattered state.

"You see, sometimes after a display of overwhelming force...after showing what devastation could be unleashed, what horror could be made manifest, showing mercy instead makes others breathe such deep sighs of relief that they actually thank you. They thank you for not destroying them, for showing restraint, for being merciful. They forget that you shouldn’t have threatened them in the first place. They’re so grateful for what didn’t happen that they overlook what did."

His smile grew mysterious, containing paradoxes within paradoxes.

"I plan to get... a thank you, that’s all."

The others on the mountain shook their heads...some with multiple heads, some with concepts that served as heads.

A Living Dimensional, whose voice existed in frequencies that created their own spaces, boomed out a warning.

"Don’t make things too crazy before the Kleos Concordat."

Schrodinger smiled and said nothing, but his eyes were already seeing something else entirely.

Those eyes...windows into paradox itself, contained layers that defied observation.

One moment they were watching and observing others on this mountain, seeing them in the present, in the past, in futures that might never be. The next moment, they were observing the vast Transcendent Paradoxical Folds, seeing through space and time as if such divisions were merely suggestions.

His body in the Transcendent Paradoxical Folds had those same mysterious eyes.

His beggar-like figure stood surrounded by waves of obsidian-gold paradox that made reality uncertain about whether he existed or not.

He took a single step...just one, and space folded around the simplicity of the action.

BOOM!

His terrifying aura manifested near the entrance of a certain Doorway to the Loom with the casualness of someone who had always been there.

He observed calmly as Duke Gwendolyn’s Paradoxical body watched the blazing white rays of Order blooming from the Doorway with barely contained panic.

Her attention shifted, drawn by the weight of his presence, and her veiled face turned toward him.

Even through the veil, her expression was readable...shock transforming into something approaching horror as she recognized who had appeared.

Schrodinger looked at her veiled face with a smile that contained genuine amusement.

He laughed internally, knowing she must be wondering how he had arrived so quickly. How he had known exactly where to appear. How he had crossed distances that should have taken seconds or a minute in less than a heartbeat.

’Silly girl,’ he thought with something approaching fondness. ’You told me even without knowing. You... might as well have sent me an invitation.’

He shook his head at her naivety, finding it almost endearing that someone so astute could be so blind to certain realities.

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