Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4389

Chapter 4389: Ways I

Noah remained connected to Riya, the singularity above the Isolated Civilization blazing blue-gold brilliance that painted vast swathes of existence in enhanced authority.

But his consciousness had turned inward, sensing the continuing transformations coursing through his being as Primus Mana fundamentally restructured what he was at the deepest levels.

Five Principles now resided within him...Perpetual Harvest, Cheating Architect, Primus Ascension, Mana Supremacy, and Arcana Infinitum.

Each one representing capabilities that others could not imagine, tools that could elevate him and his Civilization toward heights that should have been impossible.

And yet, as he felt the weight of these capabilities settling into his completed Heart, a thought emerged.

If I possess these capabilities...these Principles that can rapidly elevate myself and my Civilization by tens of Quintillions, if I have all this even before achieving THE distinction...

How ridiculous must THE Dead Order actually be?

WAA!

The question spiraled through his consciousness.

THE Living Paradox. THE Living Emotive. THE Creature. Beings who already carry that distinction, who operate at scales I’m still heading towards.

If my Principles allow systematic elevation of entire Civilizations, what can beings with THE distinction accomplish? What grander tools do they possess that make my capabilities look quaint by comparison?

"..."

It was a heavy thought.

He thought of Kael and the forty-seven other Seed Members. He had given them his Way of Mana and then left them isolated for millions of subjective years.

And they had reached 50 Quintillion. Built a sophisticated Civilization. Developed techniques and systems that exceeded his own somewhat.

That was just a few dozen beings following his Way of Existence!

So what about THE Living Paradox, who has been pioneering the Way of Paradox for eons? Who controls Principles at levels I do not know? Who leads a Civilization that’s had uncounted ages to refine their approach?

His eyes flashed with a chilly, tyrannical light!

What has the Civilization of Paradox become in that time?

The implications cascaded through his mind!

Since Aethelgard...since they became serious about enacting their Civilization, about building THE Loom, what grand things have they accomplished?

Inside THE Loom, protected and isolated with resources, with multiple THE-level entities guiding development...

How grand has the Way of Paradox become? The Civilization of Emotive? The systems and techniques and principles they’ve refined?

Noah’s perception swept across his own Isolated Civilization...millions of beings, sophisticated systems, Repository of Formed Authority, the Bastion of Mana, all built through desperate necessity and infinite resources.

And they only had a fraction of the time that THE Loom’s inhabitants have possessed. Only a fraction of the guidance!

His tyrannical heart pulsed with uncomfortable realization.

I don’t know.

I don’t know what they’ve accomplished. Don’t know what capabilities they possess. Don’t know what tools they’ve developed that might make even my Five Principles seem inadequate.

But this knowledge...

His consciousness focused with laser intensity.

This knowledge would be the key to understanding why I could possibly fail.

Riya saw the light of Mana dimming in her future perception even after everything they had accomplished.

This had to be rectified!

He needed to understand the true scope of what beings with THE distinction can accomplish when they’ve had eons to refine their Civilizations!

His eyes blazed with blue-gold light as the singularity above continued pulsing.

One more thing to add to the endless list of problems requiring impossible solutions...

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Far from the Wandering Territories.

On the other side of The Veil.

In the Lands of The Dead where existence itself operated under fundamentally different rules.

"I DEFY, THEREFORE I EXIST!"

The words boomed across dimensional boundaries, stretching through gaps and Tears of Existence with force.

|Mechanism: Your passive spread mimics natural expansion of the environment. To local existences, you are the environment, no different from ambient space, atmospheric conditions, or background authority.| 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

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