Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4700

Chapter 4700: Eon! II

His Imposition was a truly domineering one as the Phoneme of Tyranny appeared above him and spun with an incandescent purple glow. Everything seemed to slow down as his entire visage radiated splendor. His small figure immediately gave off an extremely imposing and terrifying air, and when his leg began to move down, THE Scorched was alarmed as it felt its existence seemingly about to be cut into countless pieces and collapsed.

THE Scorched Leviathan of Cinders roared with a majestic voice that shook the Wastes, its Dogma erupting from the very core of its burning existence.

“My flames cannot be severed by anything in Existence! That which burns eternally knows no blade, no edge, no cutting force! I am fire unending, and fire cannot be divided!”

…!

One sought to cut by placing their foot down, and one denied this as they said they could not be cut.

In the next moment, Noah’s brilliant figure forcefully brought down his foot in its entirety.

BOOM!

The collision of Imposition and Dogma lasted less than a heartbeat.

Blue-gold light erupted from Noah’s descending foot like an existential blade carving through reality itself. The Phoneme of Tyranny burned with such intensity that it overwrote the very concept of what could and could not be severed. His Imposition did not argue with the Dogma. It did not debate. It simply declared with such absolute authority that the Dogma’s philosophical framework crumbled before it could fully establish itself.

THE Scorched Leviathan of Cinders’ eyes showed utter incredulity as the severing light passed through its existence. Its flames, which had burned since before THE Fallout, which had consumed multiple entities to fuel their eternal conflagration, were cut apart like paper before a blade that recognized no limitation.

It wanted to ask, “Bro, what the fuck was this? I didn’t even get to salivate or chase after you?!”

But its existence was already dimming into oblivion, its Way collapsing, its Cognizance fading, its very concept of self being severed into fragments that could no longer maintain coherence.

|Imposition victorious over Dogma.|

|Analysis: THE Scorched Leviathan’s Dogma operated on the conviction that its flames were eternal and indivisible.|

|However, your Imposition was backed by the full immensity of your Depth, the Phoneme of Tyranny, and the Philology of Undifferentiated Mana.|

|The Phoneme of Tyranny grants absolute authority to your declarations when sufficient immensity supports them.|

|Your Imposition did not attempt to argue that flames could be severed. It simply declared that your foot was the sharpest blade, making the question of what can or cannot be cut irrelevant.|

|Against a Dogma that relies on defining limitations, an Imposition that ignores limitations entirely will always prevail if backed by sufficient weight.|

…!

As Noah looked at the collapse of yet another Civilization under his hands, his gaze was cold and imperious as he observed everything that represented the Way and existence of this creature begin to be bundled up into a brilliant song of golden light by his Phonemes.

Similar to THE Emerged, but because the Depth of THE Scorched was a bit greater, two golden strings formed from the remnants of the Civilization.

They began to flow toward him.

|Loot generated from THE Scorched Leviathan of Cinders.|

|2 Fragments of THE Moirai Threads obtained.|

|Current Fragment Count: 2/9|

|Note: Higher Depth entities yield greater Fragment quantities.|

…!

Noah kept them inside of his existence calmly as he took another step and disappeared even further inward, prepared to smoothly bypass the regions that he had in his memory before he had an encounter with one of the more terrifying types of existences.

THE Secretive Eon! 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

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Across The Wastes of THE Fallout.

The end of Existence came with a lot of things as different entities faced different challenges and entirely different results.

|Your existence has been branded as a Scorched.|

|The Scorched are entities whose very existence has been permanently set ablaze by The Fallout. They burn continuously with the multicolored flames of existential annihilation, and rather than being consumed, they have learned to fuel themselves with the destruction.|

|Your consciousness is wreathed in perpetual flames of The Fallout.|

|You can project and weaponize Fallout energy.|

|You are immune to further Fallout damage.|

|You feed on destruction and decay.|

|You would have gradually lost your original personality and memories, but the Fragment of The Axiom of Primordial Paradox prevents this deterioration.|

|You are now a Cinder, a newly Scorched Lifeform.|

|Your consciousness is contained in the Fragment of The Axiom of Primordial Paradox and has integrated with it by 1% so far.|

|Idle Expansion with the emergence of Idle Loot of THE Fallout is now possible.|

|Proceed?|

…!

Eckert’s consciousness shone brightly as he viewed all these prompts for another instant before he nodded with enthusiasm, his mind bright as he wondered…

Did Osmont come out the other side okay?

Because at this moment, it did not seem like he could reach him!

But he would go slowly and see just what had changed with him and with existence at large. And…where the hell were his Disciples of THE Creature?!