Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4392

Chapter 4392: Ways IV

Alexander’s gaze blazed with a defiant light even as his external composure remained stern.

Doom and gloom. Everyone speaks of inevitable catastrophe as if accepting failure before the battle even begins. As if preparation itself is pointless because the outcome is predetermined. I refuse this narrative!

He spoke aloud, his voice cutting through the oppressive atmosphere gloriously.

"I care not for all these talks of doom and gloom that everyone seems set to perpetuate," Alexander said, his tone holding admonishment that made Seraphina’s eyes widen with shock.

"Were you not a supposed leader of your Civilization? You were grand. You were bright. How can you sit here and speak like this...as if defeat is the only possible outcome?"

He leaned forward slightly, his Enneagram spinning faster.

"Let us speak of solutions rather than constant death. If you possess knowledge, share strategies rather than lamentations. If you understand THE Loom’s mechanisms, explain weaknesses rather than inevitabilities. Otherwise, what purpose does this conversation serve beyond spreading despair?"

HUUM!

Seraphina turned to Alexander in shock, her expression showing she wanted to tell him not to speak to The Remnant Will of THE Living Law with such directness!

But his gaze, steady and unflinching...caused her eyes to flicker uncertainly.

She looked down and stayed silent.

"..."

At such direct challenge, the singularity of brilliance flashed and released what might have been a sigh.

"Very well," it said, "Perhaps defiance is more appropriate than acceptance. The only thing I have left to give is the skeletal structure of My Way. My Civilization’s foundational architecture. Inherit it and see what you can accomplish with proper time and resources."

The light intensified suddenly.

"But oh... if only you had time. If only the timeline allowed for proper cultivation of what I’m about to bestow. Still...better to possess tools and insufficient time than face The Fallout empty-handed."

...!

At such words, blinding light of pure Law descended upon Alexander Asmodeus and Seraphina Valorheart like a waterfall of compressed knowledge!

— 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

The Wandering Territories.

Inside the Isolated Civilization.

In skies filled with blue-gold Mana, Noah continued spinning slowly while holding the figure of Riya, who had wrapped her arms around his head like a determined octopus refusing to release its prey.

But his internal existence buzzed with waves of new information because while all this external activity occurred, while his existence continued transforming with Primus Mana coursing through every particle of his being...

He was actually having a conversation with The Great Usurper, Eckert.

This was one of the grandeur of more complex existence...one could seemingly be doing a large number of things simultaneously within the same few seconds or minutes!

Within his mind, in that mental seascape, another area of calm sea of blue-gold stretched endlessly.

An illusory form of Noah stood above its surface, and beside him, an illusory form of a man in his mid-twenties with dark blue hair stood casually.

"THE Dead Order is a terrifying thing," he said, "The fact that your existence has somehow escaped the line of sight of an entity at her level is ridiculous enough..."

"Oh yeah, what is this stuff about The Way? Civilizations? I keep hearing these terms, but nobody’s explained what they actually mean in practical terms."

"The Way of Existence," he began, "is the essential framework through which you interact with and alter reality. The lens through which existence perceives you and through which you perceive existence."

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