Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4842

Chapter 4842: Helheim!

He was being flung across Existence, but it was not even a traversal of space and time.

It seemed to be a traversal of definitions!

Where he was defined before to be in the era where THE Fallout had just occurred, at this moment, he was defining himself to be in a different era entirely. And he could only reach it by passing through spaces between spaces, between what was Observable and what was not.

This time around, he had specific coordinates.

Temporal markers burning in his foundations, guiding his passage through The Interstices toward a moment that had occurred eons before his birth.

|Temporal Traversal Analysis|

|The Weavings of your existence are passing through innumerable definitions across The Interstices|

|You have crossed past what is defined as THE Earliest Folds|

|You have crossed past what is determined to be THE Infinite Unfurling|

|Current trajectory: defining yourself toward the definition of a time extremely early within THE Infinite Unfurling, when things were in their early stages of differentiation|

|The coordinates Pebanista Yacuruna provided are aligning with remarkable precision|

|Take a step and you shall leave The Interstices to the new era|

|One note: I have no data on this time period. We’re operating blind|

...!

Noah felt uniquely how the Weavings of Existence had changed even though he was still in The Interstices.

The murky darkness that had surrounded him in the Capillary Threads was gone. The Primordial Gray pillars of the Primary Veins were absent. Instead, when he looked around, he found himself funneling through a path of great brilliance.

Light that wasn’t light.

Meaning that wasn’t meaning.

Definition in its purest form, unfiltered by the corruption and complexity that eons of Existence had accumulated. It felt clean here. Ancient. As if he was passing through the moment before everything became complicated.

He steadied himself.

And took a single step.

The moment he did, he exerted a new definition. The spaces between spaces faded. What was Observable and Unobservable separated around him like curtains being drawn back. He anchored himself into a new era with authority that burned through his 27 Seals.

HUUM!

The moment he stepped out of The Interstices, what he felt was immense coldness as he was shooting down at high speeds!

He smashed like a meteor onto a riverbank filled with obsidian frost, his arrival carving a massive crater into a frozen landscape that seemed to reject the very concept of warmth. The cold was so penetrating that even with his Foundation, even with the weight and Immensity he had accumulated across his journey, he felt it seeping into his existence.

The cold of endings. The cold of finality. The cold of a realm that existed to receive those who had nowhere else to go.

Noah placed his hands on the lands around him, feeling obsidian ice that burned with temperatures that shouldn’t have been possible. His Seals circulated around his body, their blue-gold light pushing back against the encroaching frost. The First Tongue began to permeate all around him, linguistic authority reaching out to gather information from an era that predated everything he knew.

Information rapidly began forming in his mind.

He heaved as he felt the strain on his existence calming down.

He breathed out while feeling as if his muscles had just withstood tremendous weight.

His 27 Seals were all shining brilliantly as they healed from being bent by the weight of a mere Hollow Echo. The micro-fractures were sealing themselves, authority flowing through channels that had been stressed to their limits and were now recovering in this frozen landscape.

As his awareness spread, Noah rose from the crater and looked upon where he had arrived.

An expanse of obsidian sky stretched above him, filled with mist and coldness that seemed to have weight. There were no stars here. No sun. No source of light that he could identify. And yet he could see, as if the darkness itself had learned to illuminate in ways that defied normal perception.

He could hear the sounds of a heavy rushing river nearby.

The water, if it could be called water, moved with a terrifying force that made his foundations buzz just from proximity. This was not a river that could be swum. This was not a river that could be crossed by normal means!

The current alone felt like it could crush Fundamental Depth entities, grinding them down to nothing through sheer relentless pressure.

|Location Analysis Complete|

|You have arrived at a unique point in time in the distant past of THE Infinite Unfurling|

|Cross-referencing available data with First Tongue here|

|This location is deemed to be the Primordial Realm: Helheim|

|Specific coordinates place you at the riverbanks of Gjöll|

Helheim.

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