Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4061

Chapter 4061: The Weight of Sin! II

In Aeternitas Concordia.

Duke Whisker sat atop the roof of a building with the casual air of a common mouse enjoying the view.

But his stellar eyes were focused intently on the anomaly below…the being he considered either an Early Creature or one of the terrifying Fold Dwellers from the Wandering Territories.

He watched as Osmont gave away multiple bowls of that precious soup, trading them for treasures from the Doorways to the Loom.

But more interesting were the bowls he gave away freely…no trade, no bargain, just gifts to weak Fold Dwellers who seemed to know him.

Duke Whisker’s perception pierced through surface appearances, reading the fundamental information of existence itself.

These Fold Dwellers came from a paradoxical minor fold, and stemmed from the Veiled Sunfolds specifically.

Their power levels were negligible by any standard that mattered. Yet Osmont treated them with genuine care, handing them bowls of treasure that could elevate existence itself.

As they consumed the soup, their complexity and purity began surging upward with speed that would have cost fortunes to achieve.

The mouse’s whiskers twitched with thought. This behavior further validated the theory that Osmont was a powerful Fold Dweller from the Wandering Territories…they were known for their solidarity, their care for their own. But…

Duke Whisker’s instincts, honed across eons of existence, insisted it couldn’t be that simple. There were layers here, depths that he hadn’t yet fathomed.

He found himself staring with perhaps too much concentration, his gaze carrying more power than intended.

The weight of his observation must have registered, because Osmont looked up with a smile that suggested he had been aware of the scrutiny all along.

“Do not stress and think about things too much,” Noah called out, his voice carrying easily across the distance that should have muffled it. “Since I am in a good mood… I’m feeling generous, so you can have a bowl as well!”

Without waiting for a response, Noah scooped a bowl from one of the Glass Woks beside him. With a casual gesture, he sent it floating up toward Duke Whisker.

The bowl was nearly five times the mouse’s size, requiring him to adjust his position to receive it properly. Duke Whisker’s eyes shone with genuine interest as he examined the contents…a stellar white-gold soup that seemed to contain condensed possibility.

Duke Whisker did not truly know what it was made of, but this single bowl held the meat of Early Living Marine Lifeforms that floated in Early Sacred Water, creating a combination that shouldn’t exist outside of the Earliest Folds!

He knew not thr contents, but he gave Noah a simple nod of acknowledgment, recognizing the gesture for what it was.

Then, with the practicality that defined him, he waved his tiny paws to produce a block of stellar cheese from wherever he kept such things.

He dipped the cheese into the soup, watching it absorb the scintillating liquid. When he took that first bite…

BOOM!

His small body buzzed with resonance that went beyond simple nourishment! 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

His existence itself was being refined, elevated, made more real than it had been moments before!

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