Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4877

Chapter 4877: Echoes! I

Noah had eaten a lot of things across his life.

Some good, some bad, some tantalizing beyond description.

Some things he ate on a regular basis as he never stopped. He had consumed Absolute Everythings and Weavings of collapsed entities and treasures that entire civilizations would have gone to war over.

The Spark Fragment of THE First Cause instantly shot up to the number one spot of things he would love to be eating every day.

As ludicrous as it was to mention it, the sensation flooding through his existence made everything else he had ever consumed feel like pale imitations of what food should actually be. Every aspect of his being was amplified, every fiber of his foundations singing with pleasure.

He imagined this was the type of high that drug addicts felt, the kind that kept them going back even if they were destroying their lives in the process!

Because damn.

The things he would do for this sensation.

He would fight Bazuman again. He would steal from a thousand Primordial Serpents! He would challenge THE Undivided Ones themselves if it meant experiencing this feeling one more time.

But...

HUUM!

His existence buzzed with Immensity as he forced himself not to be lost in the sensation, pulling his consciousness back from the edge of euphoria in order to truly understand what was happening to his existence. The pleasure was seductive, yes, but pleasure without understanding was just distraction from the truth of what he was becoming.

And...

And...?

"Hmm?"

He wasn’t seeing any immense and unfathomable changes that he expected.

Yes, his foundation was rising rapidly across Surface, Intermediate, and Fundamental Depths. He could feel the weight of his existence growing heavier with every passing moment, his Immensity scaling upward at rates that should have been impossible.

But... he felt like this shouldn’t be it.

He was looking for something truly grand.

A Spark Fragment of THE First Cause, a piece of the very moment when differentiation began, and all it was doing was making his foundation heavier? That seemed almost anticlimactic given what he had risked to acquire it!

He had stolen from an ancient Primordial Serpent, had been chased by an Undivided One, had opened The Interstices in a place where The Interstices should never have been opened.

For foundation growth?

He frowned as he didn’t understand, but this moment of reflection allowed him to focus as he looked around him.

He had attempted to enter The Interstices when he apparently should not have, and right now he was somewhere that defied easy description. The space around him wasn’t differentiated in the way that Observable Existence was differentiated, but it also wasn’t undifferentiated in the way that THE Prima Indifferentia was undifferentiated.

It was somewhere in between.

Somewhere that shouldn’t exist.

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