Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5244

Chapter 5244: THE Source Lands! III

Noah read the notifications as his multicolored light wrapped around Adelheid’s gold and held it together, the contact carrying the same warmth their bond had always carried, adjusted now for a space where the bond was not operating through cultivated channels but through whatever their two Sources were to each other at the level below cultivation.

He turned toward the direction the Terminal Infinity seemed to be flowing away from.

The obsidian chaos pressed against his multicolored Source and found it uncooperative. He moved through the waves the way something moved through water when the water was also listening to it, the obsidian Infinity around him not yielding out of weakness but responding to the Tongue that lived in what he was rather than in what he had built, each wave that reached his edges receiving a quiet instruction about its direction that the wave honored without apparent objection.

He guided Adelheid through the storm.

She did not speak and he did not speak. The space was not a speaking space. But he could feel through the connection between their Sources that the flickering at her edges had steadied from the moment his multicolored warmth had closed around her, the gold holding its shape with the assistance rather than fighting to hold it alone.

They moved!

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Behind and around them in the transitional substrate, the others crossed.

The Maharanis delegation was visible as separate points of light in the obsidian storm, each one carrying its own Source configuration. Arjun burned the brightest among them, a deep gold-blue with the compound density of a Source that had been formed in extraordinary proximity to THE First Cause’s influence through his lineage’s long history with the prime Cause integrations his House was known for.

He moved through the obsidian chaos without ease but with the competence of someone who had trained for exactly this for a very long time, the waves hitting him and taking something from his stability with each contact but never enough at once to threaten the crossing.

His Custodes was less composed. The bright green of her Source flared with every wave hit, her light spiking and recovering in quick irregular rhythms, the recovery more effortful each time. She was pulling through. Not without cost!

The Ubergulden delegation was harder to watch.

Dietrich’s Source was strong- deep gold, broad, carrying the accumulated weight of his House’s direct lineage from THE First Cause’s Superbius expression. But the obsidian storm found him repeatedly and found purchase each time, his gold dimming and recovering across the crossing in a pattern that communicated something being spent that he did not have infinite amounts of.

His Sororis Prima Custodes blazed beside him with the combined authority of a Custodes bond pulling power toward its Ingenue, the two of them fighting through together in the way that Custodes partnerships were designed to do when circumstances required it.

The others in the group were struggling outright.

Two of the Ubergulden Silurian Paleozoic Scale Gilded Ones had their Sources compressed down to fractions of their initial expressions by the time the crossing was a third complete, the obsidian waves taking chunks rather than edges, their coherence declining in a way that made the question of their survival not an assumption but an open calculation.

Nothing about any of it looked like what it had looked like for Noah!

For Noah, moving through the storm with Adelheid’s gold cradled inside his multicolored brilliance, the crossing looked like a being walking through a difficult rain. The rain was real and the rain was heavy and the rain was soaking anyone else nearby to the skin and beyond.

He was not getting wet!

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The obsidian chaos deepened as they pushed further through.

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