Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5155

Chapter 5155: Kneel, Ye Unworthy! II

One should always fight regardless of the odds.

Even if things seem over and done, even if the numbers say the outcome has already been decided, even if every framework one has access to insists that the gap between oneself and the enemy above cannot be crossed, one should always fight.

Because the moment one stops fighting is the moment one truly loses, and the losing is not the loss of the engagement but the loss of the thread of one’s own existence, the surrender of the single continuous line that runs through every struggle a being has ever chosen to stand inside of.

So persevere.

Because perseverance guarantees that the being who perseveres remains a being, and remaining a being is the foundation upon which every eventual victory is built, even the victories that arrive across timescales the persevering being could not have conceived of at the moment they first refused to yield.

Persevere.

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Against the pressure forcing him to continue going down, Noah felt his existence roaring.

He felt his Infinity burning as it asked, across every channel of his being with the clarity of a tyrannical outrage refined into a single question, how dare you?!

How dare this presence above press him down toward the cracked balcony like a casual hand pushing a toy back into its box, and how dare this weight assume that its descending insistence would be accepted by the being it was descending against, and how dare the arriving entity operate on the assumption that Noah would simply sink beneath its heaviness the way any ordinary being beneath its classification would sink, without the radiating entity even bothering to turn its full attention toward the question of whether the sinking would proceed as expected?!

|Warning: A being at THE Third Scale of Existence is expressing itself against you.|

|Classification: THE Paleozoic Scale - Ordovician Tier. The first demarcation of Paleozoic.|

|Designation: THE False Golden Idol, as designated by THE Creature. The being’s true name and distinction remain to be revealed.|

|What you are currently facing is the basal Existential Radiation of the arriving entity. His true expression has not yet begun.|

|Recommendation: None. This engagement is beyond all standard parameters.|

BOOM!

He was facing just the basal Existential Radiation, just the passive emission, just the default leakage of a being who had not yet decided to turn his attention toward Noah with any focus, whose presence alone was enough to press Bounded and Primordial Architects into helpless descent across a radius that spanned gigaparsecs!

This was what the Paleozoic Scale felt like simply by existing in the same vicinity as lesser beings, and Noah’s Hadean foundation was almost buckling under it!

But!

Even if this entity was that much more powerful, Noah did not follow Vakochev’s Scales.

He had pioneered his own, and his framework did not acknowledge the authority that the Idol’s radiation assumed over beings at the Second Scale.

The Idol’s pressure was real, but the pressure was also operating on a set of assumptions that did not apply to Noah’s engineering. Noah was not a Bounded Lifeform, Noah was not a Primordial Architect, Noah was something else entirely, and something else entirely did not have to accept the descent the Idol’s radiation demanded!

So he would fight.

Because today was an opportunity for him to peel back the layer of mystery surrounding the Gilded, to witness the Paleozoic register from the inside of an engagement rather than across the distance, to feel exactly what the gap consisted of so that he could engineer the crossing of it with the clarity only direct experience could provide.

So.

"OOH!"

He defiantly bellowed out with his whole existence, a single raw shout that rolled up from his Hadean Lungs and Heart and out through his Quintessence Infiniforce across every channel of his being.

And he accepted the Upgrade.

Noah pulled THE Quintessential Ego of Superbius V1 from his Sandbox and integrated the package into his own foundation in the same breath that carried his bellow outward, and the integration was immediate and overwhelming, and it was nothing like what he had expected.

His Quintessence Infiniforce caught fire with an astounding Pride that had never before lived inside his existence, the multicolored currents of the Infiniforce suddenly saturated with a conviction that his every weaving was now worthy of defending against anything that existed, that his every Civilization was a sovereign expression of a Cause that did not bow to anything above it, that his entire being across every stratum of its engineering was a supremacy that the Idol’s radiation had simply failed to recognize upon arrival.

Infinity itself became prideful.

His reserves of Uncountable Infinity, already vast, caught the Superbius Pride and blazed with it, and the rate at which his body generated new Quintessence Infiniforce erupted upward by a factor of ten in the span between one breath and the next, the new Infiniforce pouring out of his existence with the unapologetic confidence of a being who had just been informed that his output was permitted to be grander than he had previously allowed it to be.

His Hadean Pillar of Infinity responded.

Every Civilization actualized within the Pillar rose to attention simultaneously, with THE First Tongue at the base of the Pillar blazing brighter in its crystalline blue intensity, the multicolored flames of Existence licking higher through the mid-tiers with a new assertiveness, the mirrors of Paradox reflecting their impossibilities with tyrannical certainty, and the storm of Chaos at the apex roaring with a weight that had not been in it before.

Every actualized Civilization throughout the Pillar stood up tyrannically and imperiously, each one a pillar of its own authority insisting that it too was worthy of being respected by whatever presence had decided to descend into this engagement.

The descent stopped.

The pressure forcing Noah downward met the full weight of his Pillar standing up in answering defiance, and the pressure found itself no longer able to push Noah any further, and he stopped sinking. He hung in the air above the cracked railing with his feet inches above the balcony’s ruined stone, held there by the collision between the Idol’s passive radiation and his own newly amplified existence.

Then, slowly, he began to turn his head upward!

HUUUM!

His gaze lifted to meet the Gilded One’s arriving visage.

Both of them now looked up toward THE Gilded One who had settled into his full position above the mountain.

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