Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4381

Chapter 4381: The Civilization of Mana! II

They moved through wide blue halls that pulsed with concentrated Mana, the walls themselves alive with flowing power.

The architecture here was functional, every line and curve serving a purpose in the greater mechanism of Glyph generation.

As they walked, Riya talked, her words tumbling out with the enthusiasm.

"So the Old Things, Uncle Kael and the other Seed Members, they were stuck for ages trying to figure out how to make this work," she said, gesturing broadly at the surrounding structure.

"They understood the theory, could manipulate Mana Glyphs individually, but the systematic generation and storage part? That kept eluding them."

Her jewel-blue eyes blazed with satisfaction.

"Then I came along, and my sensitivity for Mana... fuck, it’s hard to explain. I can feel the building blocks of every single Glyph. Not just perceive them...I mean feel them, like touching fabric and understanding how every thread connects."

She stopped and breathed in the Mana in their surroundings before she turned to him with luminous eyes shining with a tinge of craziness to say...

"I. Fucking. Love. Mana."

...!

"..."

He stared with fascination at this odd anomaly and eventually smiled.

"Me too."

She shook her head as if he didn’t understand and led him around a corner, the hallway opening into something vaster.

"Because of my love for Mana, everything was easy for me. The Mana Glyph of the Primordial Fireball, the one everybody starts with, that was the first one I completely broke down into individual components. As long as you know and understand the smallest possible building blocks of the Glyph, even if an existence isn’t actively guiding the Mana, you can set up those building blocks to produce the same results."

Noah’s perception sharpened, following her logic.

"You made the process...automated?" he asked.

"Yes!" Riya’s expression lit up with the joy of being understood. "Automated Glyph formation through precise arrangement of fundamental Mana components. But then we hit another problem."

Her tone shifted, becoming more technical.

"After a Glyph is formed, it needs a host...an existence to occupy it. Otherwise, it dissipates after a period of time. The building blocks collapse in on themselves and disappear. The Glyph just... unmakes itself because it has no existential anchor."

She paused at a junction, then continued down a side passage.

"When we arrived at that point, the next step became obvious. We had to naturally form containers filled with Mana...but a unique type of Mana that could be distinguished as if it were an existence itself."

...!

Noah’s eyes flashed with understanding.

Riya continued.

"This turned out to be something fairly simple to do for those with extreme attunement to Mana like me. All you have to do is give Mana personality, basically trick the Glyphs into thinking the area they occupy is an Existence instead of empty space. Create pseudo-consciousness through precise mana manipulation."

She gestured ahead as the hallway opened into something magnificent.

"And these containers are... right here."

They emerged onto a bridge...vast, crystalline, and spanning across a chamber so large Noah’s perception had to expand significantly to encompass its full scope.

All around them, extending in every direction across multiple levels connected by additional bridges, glass-like circular containers floated in organized arrays.

Thousands of them, perhaps tens of thousands, each one pulsing with blue light.

Each container bore labels...elegant script formed from compressed Mana that identified the specific Glyph type stored within.

And inside each container...

Noah’s eyes widened slightly.

Thousands upon thousands of Mana Glyphs, floating in organized patterns within their glass-like prisons, each one active, stable, waiting to be claimed.

His gaze locked onto a massive container directly ahead...easily a hundred meters in diameter, its label reading "PRIMORDIAL FIREBALL" in letters that blazed with appropriate heat.

"These," Riya said, her voice carrying pride, "are what we call the Repositories of Formed Authority. Containers that hold countless Mana Glyphs within them, stable and ready for integration."

"With this achievement, any Citizen of our Civilization can be granted access to enter these chambers and begin fusing with as many Mana Glyphs as they can handle. They don’t have to spend years forging them individually, they just come here, connect with the Repository, and absorb pre-formed Glyphs that integrate immediately."

"This is one of the main reasons why the average Complexity and Purity of many existences in our Civilization is approximately above 8 Quintillion. We’ve systematized the advancement process to a degree that makes individual genius almost unnecessary. Anyone with sufficient dedication can reach heights that would be considered impossible in external existence."

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