Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4402

Chapter 4402: You! IV

Existence itself changed.

The very fabric of reality became heavier, thicker, as if the surrounding space had transformed from air into viscous fluid that resisted all movement.

Breathing required conscious effort. Thought moved through molasses. Simply being demanded exertion that hadn’t been necessary moments before.

DU! DU! DU!

From the surroundings, malevolent sounds began echoing, not from any specific source, but from everywhere, as if existence itself had become an instrument being played by unseen hands!

A grand orchestral symphony commenced, ushering the arrival of something that transcended classification.

DU!

The symphony felt like hymns echoing across dimensional frequencies, with existence itself manifesting words that pressed down with physical weight.

From all around, Noah felt an interminable level of pressure descend as it bellowed heavy proclamations.

REVERE! KNEEL! REVERE! KNEEL!

...!

All of the surrounding existence seemed to have been commandeered, hijacked by will so vast it could treat reality as instrument for its declarations.

The terrifying pressure sank down from above and pressed upward from below, creating crushing vise that stated and demanded submission.

Noah felt such stifling pressure as his existence burned furiously in resistance, his expression heavy with the strain of refusing what reality itself was commanding.

Beside him, Riya was silently cursing with an angry expression, her voice forcing itself through clenched teeth.

"The only one I planned to get on my knees for is Little Ancestor!" she spat with defiant rage. "Fuck off!"

...!

Oh!

The situation had turned heavy beyond anything they’d prepared for.

The situation had turned perilous in ways that made their previous challenges seem like preparatory exercises.

Noah focused on the horrific phenomenon below while resisting the symphony and hymns pressing down from all directions. He felt instinctively that the moment he submitted to these declarations...the moment he knelt as commanded, would be the moment he would be crushed completely, even before this entity turned its full attention toward him.

He was just emerging in his Way of Existence. He could not be extinguished now!

His Civilization was just starting. His people depend on paths he was forging!

He had to endure!

And so, as existence felt heavy and stifling and seeking to make him kneel with pressure exceeding even his own Cultivation Citadel’s maximum settings, his being began radiating a terrific wave of blue-gold Primus Mana.

He called out with tyrannical certainty.

"Primus Singularity."

HUUM!

He invoked the ultimate capability of the Principle of Primus Ascension, designating his own existence as the focal point where Mana concentration and quality would reach theoretical maximums.

From far above, a brilliant blue-gold sun bloomed into existence...a singularity of concentrated power that made the surrounding Primus Mana seem diluted by comparison.

Its concentration grew and grew immensely, expanding while simultaneously compressing, creating paradoxical state where vastness and density existed together.

Noah felt himself bathed under the light of this Primus Singularity, and the sensation was profound...a sensation of fusion. He felt like he was one with it, his existence pulsing with grand distinction of his Way as...

The hymns and pressure stopped.

Not diminished. Not resisted. Simply ceased, as if the Primus Singularity’s light had created space where those commands could not penetrate.

Noah observed Riya breathing easier, her expression showing relief mixed with awe as she looked at him and the brilliant sun above with shining eyes.

|PRIMUS SINGULARITY - ACTIVATION CONFIRMED|

|Duration: 1 hour at current complexity|

|Effect: All Mana-based operations functioning at 100x efficiency|

|Your advancement capabilities have been compressed into accelerated timeframes|

|Breakthroughs that would require decades will occur in minutes|

|Your existence is operating at theoretical maximum capability|

|WARNING: Extreme exertion detected across all systems|

|Perpetual Harvest is gathering accumulated effort with 100x multiplier|

|Cheating Architect is optimizing all processes for survival|

|CRITICAL OBSERVATION: You are facing an unsurpassable ordeal|

...!

Unsurpassable.

The word blazed across Noah’s consciousness with weight of absolute assessment.

But who decided that?!

BOOM!

His eyes blazed with tyranny even in this terrifically apocalyptic moment, refusing to accept predetermined outcomes regardless of how absolute they appeared.

Down below, the gaze of the Corpse of Schrodinger moved from Khor to land directly on Noah at this moment.

The separated halves of the corpse finished their horrific fusion, dark tendrils weaving flesh and essence back together in ways that defied natural healing.

The body became whole again...or at least, appeared whole, though something in its reconstituted form suggested it was merely wearing wholeness as temporary costume.

The moment Noah met that gaze...

BOOM!

His body vibrated as if struck by am invisible hammer.

The Primus Singularity above him trembled, its concentrated light flickering for the first time since manifestation.

"How interesting," the deep, grating voice emerged, each word making reality ripple with discomfort. "What a curious set of animals have gathered here. But why are you all so hasty? There is still time."

"Well, there was still time, and then you had to go and wake me... ah."

BOOM! 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"What a curious thing... is that a new Way of Existence that has bloomed in these glorious Folds? This is good... this is very, very good..."

"Why... why did billions of Inevitabilities have to die? Why did you choose to do what you did?!"

Her body trembled with cold effort under that direct attention, and the Corpse smiled eerily as the heavy voice of THE Living Paradox boomed forth once more.

"Oh, you poor thing. You believe yourself to be a victim?"

"Many billions collapsed, not just Inevitabilities. Nearly half of all Early Creatures turned to become The Dead. Multiple entities carrying THE distinction had their wings snapped off as they lost entire Civilizations they’d spent eons cultivating."

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