Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5249

Chapter 5249: Survival! IV

The rocky terrain was genuinely fun!

Noah did not examine this feeling too closely, but it was there, running beneath his careful attention to the dark and the sounds of the Source Lands around them. He had not felt this kind of adversity for a long time. Not the managed adversity of THE Wandering Territories where he had arrived with THE Infinite Tongue and a Primus Apeiron form and proceeded to scatter several thousand Gilded Ones across Observable Existence.

Raw adversity! A mile of perception. No body. Hunger falling by the minute. Unknown creatures in the dark. Unknown creatures in the dark that could kill him if he was not paying attention, which was the kind of adversity that produced the kind of presence he had not felt in his mind since the early apocalypse years.

He was enjoying himself!

He moved through the jagged rock formations with the calm confidence of a being who had elected to be here, his Galdr Source multicolored and steady in the ambient dark, his eyes bright as they tracked the terrain ahead and the terrain to either side and the terrain above without urgency but without gaps.

Behind him, Eon moved carefully.

"These stones..." She had stopped, crouching to examine something near the base of a jutting rock formation.

She pulled her hand back. A thin line of gold on her fingertip, genuine and immediate, the Source Lands making no accommodations for the gold skin of an Ubergulden Royal.

Noah stopped.

He looked at the crystalline obsidian formations embedded in the jagged rock around them, running his Galdr Source light across the surfaces to map their positions. The crystalline clusters appeared at irregular intervals, their edges catching the ambient dark in ways that made them slightly more visible than the surrounding rock, but not enough for someone moving carefully to guarantee they avoided every one.

He crouched.

His hands closed around three of the largest crystalline outcroppings with his Galdr Source blazing gold-multicolored around his palms, the compressed energy of his Source bearing down on the material with the directness of a being applying what he had available to the problem in front of him.

The crystalline stone broke along the lines he pressed, shearing cleanly rather than shattering, and he pulled three jagged lengths free, each one roughly the length of his forearm, each one with a natural point at one end from where it had broken.

He bathed his hands in Infinity.

THE Infinite Tongue directed the obsidian material at the blunt ends of each piece, the grinding and reshaping slow but functional, the Tongue convincing the crystalline substance to smooth itself into a grip rather than forcing it. The grip end rounded. The pointed end stayed sharp. Three times, then a fourth for himself.

He handed three to Eon.

She looked at the weapons and then at his hands with an expression that was recalibrating something.

He started moving again.

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The cavern opening presented itself in the face of a larger rock formation, a darkness within the general darkness that his perception mapped as a space extending approximately thirty feet inward with a single entry and no additional exits. One way in. No way to be flanked from behind.

He held up a hand.

Eon stopped.

He went in alone.

He had covered approximately six feet of the cavern’s interior when something shot from the ceiling without warning, the movement fast and low and aimed at his face. Noah raised his hand.

THE Infinite Vector caught the creature’s momentum mid-air and held it, the forward force redirected sideways by a fraction sufficient to stop its trajectory dead, the creature suspended in the space in front of him at approximately chest height, its limbs cycling uselessly in the frozen direction.

"Clear," he called out.

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