Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4851

Chapter 4851: I Am Not! I

Only those who know true hardship are worthy of progressing across the Scales of Existence.

THE Primordial Paradox said such words as he made it clear he would not be lending a hand after all that he had done!

And he had truly done a lot.

He had cleaved an Absolute in half with nothing but words. He had negated the defenses of a being that had existed since before THE Infinite Unfurling. He had presented a very dangerous meal on a silver platter with Apophasis specifically designed to allow The First Tongue to collapse what remained.

At this moment, Noah had to do his part to get to the finish line.

THE Primordial Paradox looked at him from his throne, those obsidian eyes holding patient observation as Noah struggled against the weight of an Absolute crashing into his existence.

"An Apophasis is difficult."

His voice remained measured despite the violence of authority that was currently attempting to overwhelm his guest.

"It is not something that every single Absolute can utilise. This is why many are comfortable with Embodiments. To say what you are and what you can do is easier. Far easier."

He paused, his obsidian crown spinning slowly above his head.

"I imagine that in the future, very few will continue to utilise Apophasis. Embodiments will become mainstream. Assertions, Impositions, and Declarations will become mainstream. Dogma, Thesis..."

A hint of something like regret touched his features.

"Ah, if only there were exceptional beings continuing to be born throughout the ages."

His gaze sharpened on Noah.

"But for you, as one with a Claim, especially to The First Tongue, it should be possible."

...!

THE Primordial Paradox said such words as Noah looked internally within himself.

He felt his overflowing Immensity, the weight of foundations that approached what THE Creature and THE Primordial Chaos had built across eons. He felt the infinity behind his power, the boundless potential that defined his unique path through Existence.

And he felt the remaining Depth of an Absolute that threatened to overcome him.

The authority of Impundulu continued to crash against his existence like waves against a shore that was slowly eroding. Each moment brought more pressure. Each heartbeat demanded more resistance. The Rite of Paradoxical Inheritance was not gentle, and the weight of THE Storm That Hungers was not kind!

Noah pulled on another Absolute Everything.

The resource he had accumulated through cleansing The Interstices flowed into his foundations, reinforcing what was already there, providing fuel for what he was about to attempt. His heart billowed in defiance as he began to speak.

Every syllable felt unfathomably heavy.

He had done multiple Embodiments before. Multiple partial Embodiments. With the utilization of an Absolute Everything, those expressions of power had become even easier, his authority imposing definitions upon reality with weight that few could match.

But simply speaking the more ancient form of expression felt like utilizing vocal cords that weren’t there.

Apophasis demanded something different.

Something that worked through absence rather than presence. Through negation rather than assertion. Through removing what was rather than declaring what would be.

His first attempts produced nothing.

The words formed in his mind but couldn’t find purchase in reality. The negations he tried to speak simply dissolved before they could take effect, his existence too accustomed to positive declaration to easily embrace its opposite.

"I...am not limited by the weight that crashes against me."

"My existence is not incapable of bearing that which seeks to overwhelm it."

HUUM!

"I am not collapsible under the Immensity of what I have claimed."

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