Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4418

Chapter 4418: Collapsed Civilizations II

THE Dead Order.

She could effectively be considered the Leader of The First Collapsed Civilization to fall under hands of THE Living Paradox.

As she continued examining herself with an expression of satisfaction and lingering uncertainty, she spoke.

"I did not anticipate sensing the vileness of THE Living Paradox manifesting on the other side of The Veil. Not so... precipitously. Not before even I possessed capability to traverse that boundary and establish presence among the Living territories."

HUUM!

Her words catalyzed heavy reaction throughout surrounding expanse as dozens of nearby figures rose with synchronized fervor.

Each entity emanated staggering concentrations of power...some exceeding 100 Quintillion, others reaching 200 Quintillion, a select few approaching 300 Quintillion in Complexity and Purity.

They had been refined through her implementation of True Order, systematically elevated beyond what scattered cultivation would have achieved.

Several voices echoed with passionate conviction.

"O Order, permit us to embark on your behalf and pursue justice for transgressions inflicted upon you!"

"Grant us honor of confronting that entity which collapsed our original framework!"

"We shall demonstrate how Death refined through Order surpasses Living existence corrupted through Paradox!"

WAA!

"Justice?"

THE Dead Order smiled at such proclamations.

Her eyes flashed with immense hatred carefully cultivated and preserved across eons...annemotion refined into a weapon rather than allowed to remain chaotic passion.

She spoke with a voice maintaining perfect calm despite volcanic fury beneath surface composure.

"I have been wishing for justice across countless eons, and it has perpetually evaded my grasp. That entity possesses advantages I cannot currently match through direct confrontation...civilizational supremacy that would crush our forces regardless of numerical superiority or individual excellence."

Her gaze swept across assembled Guiders of Order.

"At our current developmental level, we are not yet adequately prepared for final confrontation. My intention was to continue establishing True Order across entirety of The Lands of The Dead, nurturing you systematically until achieving thresholds of 1,000 Quintillion or beyond before deploying forces against external targets."

She paused, allowing weight of that timeline to settle. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"But since the vile brilliance of THE Living Paradox has appeared and subsequently disappeared within the Lands of The Living... I must modify strategic planning. I will deploy a select contingent prematurely to investigate what transpired, to gather intelligence regarding his manifestation outside THE Loom’s secured boundaries."

...!

The moment she articulated this modification, multiple Guiders of Order rose with expressions mixing honor and determination at being selected for critical reconnaissance.

Forgemaster Vulcan, that imposing figure radiating concentrated authority, stepped forward at the forefront!

"O Great Mistress of Order, allow me the profound honor of moving on your behalf..."

Others rose with their own immaculate vows, each proclaiming dedication to establishing Order on her behalf while discovering what circumstances had permitted THE Living Paradox’s temporary manifestation.

"My existence is yours to deploy, O Order! Direct me as instrument of your will!"

"I shall uncover truth regardless of resistance encountered, bringing intelligence worthy of your glorious brilliance!"

"Grant me this opportunity to demonstrate devotion refined through your elevation!"

...!

Oh!

The gorgeous figure of THE Dead Order smiled with an expression of satisfaction mixed with broader vision extending beyond immediate concerns.

"You must understand fundamental truth: The Lands of The Dead are vaster than The Lands of The Living by orders of magnitude that defy easy quantification. All those entities that have perished across eons of existence... they reside here. Every collapse, every termination, every cessation feeds this domain."

"Collapsed Civilizations exist here...scattered remnants maintaining vestigial identities, preserving memories of former glory while lacking unified purpose or coordinated advancement. They will remain veiled and isolated no longer. We will leave them fragmented and directionless no longer."

"Some among you shall venture into the Lands of The Living to investigate what has occurred regarding THE Living Paradox’s manifestation. At the same time, The Young Living Order and this...Osmont. Gather intelligence. Return with actionable understanding that will inform our eventual confrontation."

"While the rest of you... shall spread systematically to all corners of The Lands of The Dead and impose True Order without exception. All remnants of Collapsed Civilizations...those fragmented survivors maintaining separate identities, shall be unified under singular framework. The only Civilization permitted to exist across all territories outside THE Loom... shall be Order itself."

"There will be no competing frameworks. No alternative philosophies. No scattered authorities pursuing divergent objectives."

"There will only be... Order."

BOOM!

The assembled Guiders of Order bowed in synchronized acknowledgment before dispersing to execute directives that would reshape existence outside THE Loom.

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