Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4830

Chapter 4830: Integrations and Memories I

The area became filled with Immensity and tension as two sides looked at each other.

Power pressed down over everything in the realm of Alfheimr, the crystalline trees bending under the weight of concentrated authority, the rivers of liquid radiance slowing their flow as if even they recognized the significance of this moment.

Elemental’s fury was palpable, a heat that made the air around him shimmer.

Emotive’s smile never wavered, but her eyes held something calculating beneath the manic surface.

And Noah stood between them and his people, an illusory presence that somehow carried more weight than the physical reality around it.

The confrontation hung suspended in time.

Two sides measuring each other.

Two powers determining whether this moment would escalate into something worse.

And then, slowly, with the reluctance of beings who understood now was not the time, THE Living Elemental and THE Living Emotive began to withdraw.

Not because they feared the fight.

Not because they feared!

While such a confrontation unfolded in Alfheimr, while illusory Noah faced down Absolutes with nothing but authority and accumulated weight, another body moved across entirely different territory.

—

Far from the crystalline forests.

Across The Wastes of THE Fallout.

Noah’s physical body floated through corrupted space alongside Ains and a happy Skoll who bounded through the twisted reality as if it were nothing more than an interesting playground.

The Wastes stretched out around them in all directions, a landscape of collapsed concepts and shattered foundations. Where other regions of Observable Existence held some form of structure, some remnant of what they had been before THE Fallout, this place was pure devastation given form.

Reality twisted in on itself.

Concepts that had no business existing together merged and separated in patterns that defied comprehension.

The very fabric of Existence had been torn apart here, and what remained was something that should not have been able to exist at all.

And yet life persisted.

Of a sort.

Noah navigated through the corrupted Weavings with the ease. His connection to Undifferentiated Fate guided his path, threads of possibility weaving through the chaos to show him where he needed to go.

They arrived near a region of the Wastes that held nothing but twisting corrupted existence.

No landmarks.

No structures.

Nothing that could be used as a reference point.

Just endless corruption folding back on itself in patterns that would have driven lesser minds to madness.

And yet Noah knew this was the place.

He called out calmly, his voice moving across the corrupted space with authority that cut through the ambient chaos.

"Big guy, how did you let something else emerge that does what you do, but countless times deadlier?"

...!

The corrupted space of The Wastes twisted and folded, reality reshaping itself to accommodate something that existed in ways that defied normal perception. Particles of scattered existence drew together like iron filings responding to a magnet, coalescing into a shape that grew more defined with each passing moment. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Eckert.

THE Great Usurper.

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