Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5336

Chapter 5336: Sword of Existence! IV

Noah blinked, his eyes shining!

The Apocalypse Cause she had been pulling in during Chernobyl’s transformation, the Fourth Scale equivalent immensity she carried, the Infinite Anomalous Source Factor that let her copy and embody what she touched.

She had been steeping in the resuscitated domain’s power and her own nature was already terrifying. A pout and a swing of her hand had thrown a Fourth Scale Relictus miles!

She had done it the way a toddler knocked over a cup, without calculation, purely as a reflex of displeasure!

The other Relictus around her raised their heads in shock, staring at the small girl who had just casually hurled one of their own across the landscape, and Seo-yeon stared right back at the one she had thrown, her little face fierce, daring it to try startling her again.

Sir William looked between Noah and Seo-yeon, and something in his composed features suggested he had just recognized that the little girl was going to be a source of complications wherever she went.

He turned to the three other Source Lifeforms who had arrived with them.

"Go ahead and debrief," he said. "I will handle the ceremony."

...!

The three departed toward the mountain, and Sir William turned back to Noah, glancing once more at Seo-yeon, who was now staring down the Relictus that had raised its head in startled shock, her hands on her hips, every bit of her small frame communicating that she would do it again.

"Why... don’t we go directly to THE Saint Source Palace for your ceremony," Sir William said. "Rather than walk the full distance and risk further incidents along the way."

His glance toward Seo-yeon made the reasoning clear. "I will teleport us directly there. You will get the chance to explore afterwards"

Noah smiled and nodded.

He reached out and Seo-yeon floated back to him, settling against his side, still casting a final fierce look at the Relictus. Sir William grasped his sword, and a brief obsidian light covered the three of them, and they disappeared from the grasslands.

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They appeared inside a grand castle located deeper within THE Hallowed Demesne.

The hall they arrived in was vast, its ceiling lost somewhere far above, and it was lined along both walls with regalia. Suits of knightly armor stood in rows, each one distinct, each one carrying the weight of having belonged to someone.

Swords hung mounted between them, and weapons of every description, hammers and spears and bows and flails and armaments Noah had no name for currently, each one an Armament of a Sword of Existence, displayed with the reverence of relics.

The whole hall felt saturated with history and complexity, the accumulated record of an order that had existed long enough to fill a space this size with the tools of beings who had served it.

Ahead, three massive statues sat on thrones, vast figures Noah did not yet recognize, their faces carrying the stern grandeur of beings memorialized for things the hall did not explain.

And before the statues stood a Source Lifeform.

She stood tall and graceful, holding a radiant obsidian sword with its tip pointed down toward the floor, both hands resting on its pommel. She was adorned in metallic armor that covered her entire body except her head, the armor obsidian and gold and worked with a craftsmanship that made the displayed regalia around the hall look ordinary by comparison.

Her bearing was the bearing of a being who had stood exactly this way for a very long time and would continue to stand this way for a very long time more.

Noah gazed at her, and looked into her obsidian eyes.

|Standing: Vakochev’s Fifth Scale of Existence. THE Mesozoic Scale.|

|Note: She is beyond the Fourth Scale. THE Triassic Scale is where beings become truly powerful. THE Mesozoic Scale is not yet defined. Direct conflict with this being is not advisable under any current circumstance.|

Noah held the assessment with the cold composure he held everything, but inwardly he marked it carefully. He had just begun to feel that weak Fourth Scale entities were manageable, that he could wound a Relictus like Calypso.

Dame Seraphine raised her sword slightly, and spoke, her voice booming through the vast hall. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖