Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5197

Chapter 5197: The Custos, Osmont! I

The channels of this place wind through the domain’s central districts in patterns that follow the natural flow of amplified THE Desidero Cause energy rather than geographic logic, producing riverways that curve through plazas and beneath bridges and through the lower floors of inhabited structures.

The Infinity within these channels had been tinted crimson-pink through sustained exposure to the domain’s ambient Luxuria Ego, producing rivers that glow with warm rose-gold luminescence against the pale gold of the surrounding architecture.

Observable Force flows through THE Velanthra in an unusual configuration unique to this domain as rather than the ambient golden currents that characterize most of THE Braneworld, THE Velanthra’s Observable Force has been engineered into a mist that drifts through the streets at knee height.

Warm and faintly luminous, the mist responds to the presence of beings within it by producing gentle currents that press against them with the specific warmth of something alive and attentive!

Approximately three million Luxuria Gilded Ones inhabit THE Velanthra permanently, one of the largest concentration of any Gilded designation within some of the domain in THE Braneworld.

The Luxuria of THE Velanthra organize themselves into Houses of Service, each House specializing in a specific expression of the designation’s broad functional mandate.

Some Houses specialize in domestic refinement, producing the attendants who staff the grand households of THE Superbius rulers across the broader Braneworld, while others specialize in artistic production, generating the music, architecture, cuisine, and ceremonial design that give Gilded civilization its aesthetic character.

Others specialize in cultivation support, producing existences whose amplified THE Desidero Cause can accelerate the cultivation of higher-designation beings through directed emotional resonance and Dual Cultivation.

Since Noah had such terrifying waves of Luxuria, he pulled them back somewhat and covered his face with a crimson gold mask as they moved from the golden sea of Observable Force and into the periphery of THE Velanthra.

He could see groups of Luxuria lounged on crimson white sandy beaches, and some on the edge of the waters swimming while absorbing Observable Force into their foundations. In one area, Noah saw a group of THE Superbius and THE Ira Gilded Ones lounging on golden laid-back throne-like chairs, with an even larger ground of Luxuria Gilded Ones surrounding them as they fed them vibrant fruits filled with Observable Force.

Some Luxuria were filling their hands with pink and golden light as they gave massages to other Ira or Superbius Gilded Ones, providing a scene that felt like a domain of waste and debauchery to Noah’s pragmatic mind.

He shook his head and wanted to get past all this as his gaze shifted toward the towering spire at the heart of the continents-sized domain.

"Let’s go to THE Amaranthine Tower," he said, his voice flat and focused.

THE Amaranthine Tower.

From the memories of Custos Rani and what he could see in the far distance at the depths of this place, THE Amaranthine Tower was the tallest structure in THE Velanthra, a tower of pale gold and rose crystal that rises from the domain’s center and terminates in a crown of condensed Luxuria Ego visible from every point within the domain’s borders.

The tower serves as the administrative center of the domain’s Luxuria governance structures and as the residence of the highest-ranking Luxuria within the domain.

The entity for Noah to take the identity of was somewhere within that tower!

With a flash of brilliance, Custos Rani put her hand on him as she trembled from the contact alone, with Noah actually doing everything he could to stifle any part of his aura as it might pull in the hungry gazes of all Luxuria here.

Not yet.

Not yet!

Obtain an identity first, then conquest!

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"I told you to get out of my sight, you useless thingd," Dante said, his voice carrying the bored, high-pitched arrogance of a rich young master who found even the sight of his own victims to be a tedious inconvenience.

"You look like shit and your resonance is starting to give me a headache, so crawl back to your houses and try to look presentable before I call for you again later tonight."

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