Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5075

Chapter 5075: Storm II

The scene before him declared the scale of what he faced with brutal clarity.

His humanoid form seemed tiny and small in comparison to the three monsters arrayed against him. Grimvault towered with that wolf skull helm blazing pale fire, his blackened silver armor fused with flesh.

Vahrkosis undulated through the air with forty-seven arms grasping Axioms.

Sammarthiel spread those six wings of swords wider, thousands of blades catching light that should not have existed in this destroyed region of THE Wastes.

Behind Noah, the screams of Beowulf continued their symphony of suffering.

Alexander’s work had evolved beyond simple torture. The crimson gold blood that had been flying with each manipulation now flowed with purpose rather than violence. The networks of Existential Nociceptors that Alexander had made visible, those vibrant crimson vessels spreading across Beowulf’s opened chest, were being extracted with precision.

|Activity Detected: Alexander is extracting Existential Nociceptor networks from Beowulf.|

|Purpose: Transplantation into own existence.|

|Alexander is incorporating the very Second Scale systems that were used to torture him into his own foundations.|

Alexander was transplanting those receptors of suffering into his own body!

But as this occurred, space flickered.

SAA!

From one of the many droplets of multicolored rain still falling across this destroyed battlefield, space paradoxically shifted. The droplet expanded and contracted simultaneously, containing more volume than its size should have permitted while remaining exactly as small as it appeared. Reality bent around that impossibility as something emerged.

THE Primordial Paradox stepped through that paradoxical distortion with presence that pressed against everything within range.

His obsidian titanic form looked majestic despite the impossibilities that composed his existence. Blue Infinity dotted that dark surface. A black crown hung loosely above his massive head.

He appeared beside Noah, looking at the enemies ahead fearlessly.

His expression shifted into a frown as he assessed what they faced. He came to float beside Noah with a posture that suggested readiness rather than hesitation, his massive form dwarfing Noah’s humanoid body.

"You really know how to pick them."

His voice emerged with the rumbling depth that obsidian given consciousness might produce.

"But this is good. After being ganged up on against my disciple, I wondered how it would feel fighting in a group."

...!

His entrance was grand, a Proterozoic Scale entity arriving to stand beside Noah against three of his peers.

Right after, space twisted and distorted again.

The fabric of reality bent in directions that had nothing to do with paradox. Light gathered and dispersed simultaneously as another figure emerged.

WAA!

Naldine Manthon stepped through that distortion with a presence that...somewhat exceeded what Noah had felt from her before. It exceeded what he felt from her in Nakatsukuni.

What was this now?

Her blue robe billowed around her form as she arrived, that garment shifting with movement that seemed almost aggressive in its precision. Her cold gaze fixed upon the three Primordial Architects ahead with an assessment that held no warmth, no negotiation, no indication that she considered this confrontation to be anything other than what it was!

Her figure stood imperious beside Noah and THE Primordial Paradox, her singularity-dotted eyes blazing with light!

She looked ahead at Grimvault and the others as she nodded.

"Grimvault. Sammarthiel. Vahrkosis."

She spoke their names as one might speak the names of diseases that had once been survived.

WAA!

Noah’s eyes opened wide as he turned to look at her.

She knew them?

Ahead, Grimvault smiled brutally beneath that wolf skull helm.

Laughter emerged from that armored form, the sound booming across the destroyed battlefield with amusement that seemed genuine rather than performed. Those pale fires burning in empty eye sockets flickered with recognition that matched what Naldine had displayed.

"Little Naldine? Naldine THE Visionary?"

The deep voice pressed against everything within range with mocking warmth.

"Haha! I thought an idealist like you to be dead! I did not know you had already made contact with the Infinity-bearer."

Naldine looked ahead as her body began to shine with brilliance that exceeded what Noah had observed from her before.

It formed into a Vihuela.

"It has been a while since I saw you all."

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