Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4332

Chapter 4332: MANA! IV

The words were a quiet, yet heavy!

A declaration of such profound, unadulterated tyranny that the very fabric of Collapse seemed to hold its breath.

Before My Way of Existence, none of you matter!

Tatiana, the Ashen Dream Queen, floated amidst the silent, orderly ranks of her legion, her obsidian-gold eye a swirling vortex of analytical fury.

The air crackled with the contained, terrible power of the Prime Dead and their Armors, a silent, suffocating sphere of absolute, ordered death that now fully encircled their target. And yet, the target... did not seem to care.

"How are you doing this?" she asked, her voice a low, dangerous purr that was more a demand for data than a genuine question. "That Codex of yours... it is not a standard design. What is it?"

Noah’s gaze, cold and sharp as a shard of frozen time, swept over her, over the silent, menacing figures of the Prime Dead, and over the hundreds of Dead Existential Armors that formed the walls of his cage.

He only stared at her coldly, the six glorious, tyrannical manifestations of his Arcana staring back at her with a collective, silent contempt.

"Remember," he said, his voice the calm, even tone of a man utterly, completely in control, "I want to kill, not talk. And it seems I have only talked so far. I don’t like it. So come the fuck on."

...!

The sheer, unmitigated disrespect of it was a physical blow!

Tatiana’s eyes pulsed dangerously. She had offered a question, a final, almost professional, courtesy before the slaughter. And he had spat on it.

She smiled, a slow, cold, and utterly final expression. She raised her hand.

At her silent command, the Prime Dead Early Creatures moved as one. Dozens of them, beings whose very presence could unmake Folds, raised their own hands.

Their Living Astral Codexes, dark, terrible grimoires bound in bone and shadow, blazed to life.

A storm of impossible, terrible power was unleashed.

From one, a skeletal leviathan, its bones forged from the crystallized sorrow of a billion dead Wheels, erupted into existence, its silent roar a wave of pure, conceptual dread. Its power blazed at three Quintillion.

From another, a screaming banshee, its form a swirling vortex of solidified despair and regret, appeared, its song a melody of absolute, final cessation. It radiated four Quintillion in pure, unadulterated Complexity.

A black sun, a sphere of anti-light that consumed the very concept of illumination, bloomed in the void!

A forest of obsidian thorns, each one tipped with a poison that could kill causality itself, shot forth!

It was a glorious, terrible pageant of endings, a symphony of destruction composed by masters of the art.

And woven through this grand, terrible music, a new, sharper note was added. The hundreds of Dead Existential Armors, their movements a perfect, synchronized ballet of death, raised their arms.

Lances of pure, obsidian Dead Existential Authority, each one a focused, concentrated spear of absolute negation, materialized in their hands. And they were all aimed at him.

In the face of this absolute, unsurvivable onslaught, a new series of prompts bloomed before Noah’s eyes.

|A profound, almost absurd, level of effort is being detected. You are standing against a force that should, by all logical and existential metrics, unmake you in a nanosecond.|

|Your grand resistance against these terrifying odds has been sensed by the [Seed of the Principle of Perpetual Harvest].|

|Your grand defiance of existence, your sheer, unadulterated refusal to accept the rules of this game, has been sensed by the [Seed of the Principle of the Cheating Architect].|

|Under this immense, cataclysmic strain, both Seeds of your Principles are pulsing, resonating, and maturing at a rapid, almost violent, rate.|

|It is estimated that the [Seed of the Principle of Perpetual Harvest] shall finally and fully bloom from the grand harvest of this battle.|

...!

Noah read the words, and in the quiet, internal sanctum of his own being, he laughed.

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