Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4931

Chapter 4931: Three II

Inside of him, he felt his Organ of Civilization quiver with strain that bordered on rupture. An instant later, he felt the emergence of 10 Absolute Everythings and two Infinite Everythings, resources that his overflowing Harvest had produced from sheer excess.

And as soon as they emerged, they disappeared into his existence, absorbed by foundations that were desperately trying to accommodate what was being poured into them.

Prompts bloomed with urgency that pressed against his awareness.

|Critical Threshold Reached|

|The Derivative Civilizations of Infinite Undifferentiated Fate and Infinite Hunger are seeking permission for Absolute. They Hunger. They burn with Undifferentiation. The harvest they have received exceeds their capacity to remain at Half-Step classification. They must advance or they must be released. There is no third option.|

...!

Noah was currently in a unique state of mind.

He felt his vibrant, immense waves of Infinity that represented his main Civilization. His Mana. His First Tongue! And orbiting around it at this moment were two huge bubbles that sought to pop. The bubbles of Infinite Undifferentiated Fate and Infinite Hunger wanted to take the step to become Absolutes as they’d taken in far too much harvest to remain at the level they were at.

But his ongoing foundation and Civilization of THE First Tongue still felt like it could take on so much more.

He inherently felt like if any part of him became an Absolute, his main Civilization would quietly and quickly follow afterward. He wouldn’t be able to stop it. Because the moment any part of him became an Absolute, the change would be so grand that the interior of his existence would become filled with that glorious Immensity, and his main Civilization would truly follow right after.

So how exactly was he to rectify this?

In his unique state of mind, his mouth began to move as he released words he’d heard a little while ago from an echo.

"When the Youngest walks where the Oldest slumber, Existence shall tremble and the Weave shall fray. He who holds Infinity in mortal palms shall stand at the crossroads where all rivers end..."

"The Paradox shall fall before the Paradox rises. The father consumed by the son, the son consumed by the purpose, the purpose consumed by the question that birthed all questions. Three collapses for the price of one, and in the third collapse, the door shall crack."

"The Shroud of Endless Blue shall fall upon Observable Existence. It shall be both salvation and damnation, both the key and the lock, both the bridge and the chasm. Under its weight, the doors of the Scales shall open or the doors of the Scales shall shatter. There is no third path. There is no middle ground. There is only the choice that is not a choice."

...!

He recited these words out loud and silently at the same time as he wondered which of them had fully come to pass and which of them were still coming in the future.

The theme of three seemed prevalent.

At this time, in his unique state where he was absorbing the tremendous immense amount of elevated harvest, where parts of him wished to take a step to become Absolutes...

He gave a simple command at this moment.

"Divide."

BOOM!

At the moment he said these words, terrifying blue-gold cracks permeated across his body.

Two cracks vertically bisected his form, running from crown to feet with precision that spoke of authority rather than destruction. In the next moment, an influx of Infinities erupted outward as if something was being split apart and sundered, light pouring from the fractures with intensity that painted THE Agora in shades of blue and gold that overwhelmed everything else.

In the span of a nanosecond, the sundering was completed.

The main half at the center displayed a figure of Noah shining with extremely pure and beautiful blue-gold brilliance of Mana. THE First Tongue burned around this body with authority that had been refined through separation, purified through division, elevated through the removal of elements that had been diluting its singular focus.

And on either side of him...

"Now you may proceed to attain Absolute. My foundation... is not yet complete."

BOOM!

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