Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4928

Chapter 4928: Ganging Up On Bazuman! II

The pressure congealed into physical form, becoming a sea of crimson undifferentiation that instantly settled all around THE Agora like a tide of dissolution washing over everything it touched.

The red light pressed against Noah’s skin with weight that felt like being submerged in water that wanted to unmake him.

It permeated through the air, through the stones, through the very fabric of existence in this region, seeking to dissolve definition wherever it found purchase.

And this undifferentiation carried a glimmer of Infinity and profound Paradox!

It felt like the exertion of overwhelming will made manifest, like the authority of undifferentiation pressing against everything that dared to be differentiated. The moment it erupted, structures throughout THE Agora began to waver, their defined edges becoming uncertain, their solid forms questioning whether they were truly solid at all. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Noah withstood it with his existence alone!

His Infinities burned brilliantly across his form, blue-gold flames rising from every aspect of his being to press back against the crimson tide.

The sensation was like standing in a river that wanted to sweep him away, but his feet remained planted on bedrock that couldn’t be moved!

Absolute Immovable Object!

Where the undifferentiation touched his light, it didn’t find purchase. His nature regenerated faster than it could be unmade, his definition reasserting itself with every nanosecond that passed!

He felt the pressure,yes. But he wasn’t undifferentiated.

He remained exactly what he was.

Beside him, THE Primordial Paradox was surrounded by obsidian-gold light that formed a bubble of absolute protection around his form. The paradoxical authority that comprised his existence simply declared that undifferentiation couldn’t affect him, and reality accepted that declaration without question. Not a single mote of crimson light penetrated his barrier. He stood as an island of perfect calm within the sea of dissolution.

But the four Strategoi behind them...

Glossikos had solemn expression on her features as crimson undifferentiation lapped against her linguistic authority, her weavings struggling to maintain coherence against the pressure.

Khaotikos shifted between states with increasing desperation, trying to find a configuration that the undifferentiation couldn’t affect, finding none. Ontikos emanated the weight of Existence itself, but even Existence wavered beneath pressure that sought to make it forget what existence meant.

And Paradoxos, this two faced bum, despite his affinity for paradox, found that Bazuman’s undifferentiation was paradoxical in ways that his own authority couldn’t fully counter.

These four were actually struggling!

The mere exertion of pressure from this Undivided One was that grand, that overwhelming, that it could challenge four Strategoi of THE Agora simultaneously through nothing more than its released Immensity.

Bazuman looked toward Noah with all of its eyes, and every single one of them smiled with the same brutal amusement that had preceded its laugh. Its tentacles reached toward him through the crimson tide, mouths at their tips opening with hunger that made his stomach pulse.

"I. Want. You!"

BOOM!

It erupted thereafter!

Noah observed as around Bazuman, the manifestation of its power unfolded in configurations of Civilizational wonder.

Echoes...began emerging from its churning mass.

Not physical beings, but impressions of beings. Reconstructions formed from Bazuman’s perfect memory of everything it had ever consumed. They poured forth from its surface like spirits rising from a grave.

They took shapes that spoke of Absolutes from before THE Infinite Unfurling, of creatures that had ceased to exist everywhere except within Bazuman’s infinite recollection.

They were things...that Bazuman had swallowed and undifferentiated.

The Inscription declared that he couldn’t be consumed, that his existence wasn’t susceptible to the suction that affected everything else, and reality accepted that declaration.

Echoes of Absolute from Bazuman surrounded him, and...

Noah remained unfettered.

He took no damage.

He stood perfectly still while structures crumbled around him and Strategoi struggled to maintain position, his Infinities burning with brilliance that exceeded their previous intensity as he faced Bazuman’s full echoes and manifestation with calm that he maintained through absolute confidence in what he’d become.

At this time, THE Primordial Paradox spoke with a voice that cut through the chaos without effort.

"An enemy like this is one that needs to be defeated in a short span of time."

His obsidian-gold flames burned brighter.

"Especially since he is an Undivided One. I couldn’t erase it before because it had your glimmer of Infinity."

His eyes turned to Noah.

"But if you are confident, Youngest, I can hold it down to give you the opportunity to confirm that you truly know what you are doing."

"I can hold it down... if you can use your Infinity to overcome its now endless undifferentiation."

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