Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4375

Chapter 4375: Oh, Shit I

The region of Collapse outside the Infiniverse had become something else entirely.

Noah’s body manifested there...another instance of himself, another fragment of his divided consciousness operating independently while maintaining connection to the whole.

In the surroundings...

Molten crimson-blue stretched in every direction.

The mana flames didn’t behave like normal fire. They moved with purpose, with memory, as if the violence that created them had been burned into the fabric of space and refused to fade. Crimson-blue waves crashed against nothing, creating light that shouldn’t exist.

It had been a day since that battle!

The region still burned.

Noah floated there, his perception drinking in the scope of destruction he’d caused, and his mind turned to darker considerations.

’How heavy will THE Dead Order’s response be?’

It had been almost a day since all this occured.

Tatiana and the others should be returnig from death soon...the question was whether they would be like normal Dead Existences and return at the place they died, of if they would be pulled to the other Side of The Veil.

They would respond. The only questions were when, and with what force.

And beyond that consideration...

’What of THE Creature himself? Is he truly Dead on the other side of the veil?’

The being who had visited The First Farmer’s cultivation fields eons ago. The entity whose authority seemed woven into the very concept of Early Creatures. THE Creature, whose presence made even THE Living Existences had followed behind.

Was he with THE Dead Order? Was he separate? Was he watching these events unfold with interest?

Noah didn’t know.

And that ignorance bothered him.

He shook his head, dispersing the speculation with conscious effort.

Too many enemies. Too many unknown variables. Too many existential threats operating on scales that made even his recent advancement seem inadequate.

But his actions today, what he was about to do...would help address that particular problem. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

He breathed out slowly, centering himself, and his body began to pulse with a unique signature of mana.

Not his normal blue-gold light. This was something more specific, more targeted...a frequency that resonated with connections he’d forged long ago and then deliberately left dormant.

HUUM!

The surrounding region of Collapse responded, becoming more chaotic as he extended tendrils of his mana into the unstable fabric of existence. The tendrils spread outward, seeking specific pathways.

They reached toward the Wandering Territories, threading through dimensional boundaries and spatial distortions with purpose that suggested they knew exactly where they were going.

And then...

BOOM!

A silent wave of blue exploded outward, spreading through existence like a signal. It carried no words, no complex message...just pure intent crystallized into a single concept.

"Come," Noah said quietly.

The word hung in the molten crimson-blue air, simple and absolute.

"My Isolated Civilization. My fruit that I nurtured eons ago and left untouched. Bloom. Let me see what you have become."

HUUM!

The words formed a chant in his mind, resonating through his existence with the weight of invocation!

He had planted seeds long ago. Given them Mana and the knowledge of wonders. And then he had stepped back, allowing them to grow without his direct interference.

Isolated Cultivation.

An entire Civilization forced to develop independently, to find their own solutions, to forge their own path toward power sufficient to survive the end of all things.

Now he called them forth.

Now he would see what desperate necessity and infinite resources had created!

...!

He floated there in the burning aftermath of his recent battle, his perception expanded outward, waiting.

Silence pressed in around him!

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