Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5494

Chapter 5494: Immensity!

Noah felt the trembling through every realm of his Pantheon.

From the Serpent’s bleeding jaws, a response came at last.

"Haha... hahahaha!" Ormarr’s laughter rolled across the battlefield as his body straightened despite the wounds, prismatic blood still flowing freely from dozens of shattered scales.

"I called you the weakest ones. What a thing to be wrong about! You... a fused existence that throws miniature dimensions like stones." His crimson eyes burned brighter as his own Pantheon’s coils began to tighten and multiply behind him, the hoard deepening, more bindings manifesting from its depths!

"I may just have to bring forth more power here. I may have to recall parts of myself from the others, or open the deeper coils of my Hoard. You are making me work, little thing, and I do not enjoy working!"

Noah remained undaunted on his throne.

His layered cerulean-crimson eyes gazed through the dimensional edge at the recovering Serpent as he calculated what his Sight was telling him. The divided body was healing. The Ananke Intent was reasserting. And Ormarr was talking about pulling more of himself back from the fragments fighting Ryaenara and THE Creature, which meant the window of relative weakness was closing!

He looked down at Emotive on his lap.

She had been watching the whole battle with wide manic eyes as her amaranthine light flickered in rhythm with every detonation, and the look on her face was somewhere between awe and a child watching fireworks. She met his gaze and understood immediately what he was asking.

"Join in," Noah said simply.

...!

Emotive’s eyes changed!

The mania did not leave, it never left, but something beneath it locked into place with a seriousness that transformed her entire bearing as she rose from his lap and floated upward, her slender form beginning to radiate waves of amaranthine light that pulsed outward like a second heartbeat!

THE Egoic Intent of THE Felt Eternity erupted from her.

It was not a combat Intent. It did not strike, it did not cut, it did not bind. It did something far worse! It reached across the battlefield and touched the emotional foundation of every existence in its range, and for Ormarr Grimtunge, whose Ananke Intent ran on the absolute certainty that his outcomes were inevitable...THE Felt Eternity introduced doubt.

Not as a thought! As a feeling!

The Serpent’s crimson eyes widened as an unfamiliar sensation flooded through his coils, his certainty wavering not because logic challenged it but because something had reached into the place where certainty lived and made it feel less! His Ananke Intent stuttered! THE Hoard of the World-Coil flickered as its architecture lost coherence for a single critical instant, the bindings within loosening as if the Hoard itself had momentarily forgotten why it was holding on!

It lasted only a heartbeat.

But a heartbeat was enough for Noah.

"Ruination," he spoke from his throne, his voice calm as the Serpent’s defenses flickered. "Spend 150,000 Osmontian Biomass. Elevate THE Egoic Intent of THE Quintessential Osmontian."

|Done.|

WAA!

The cost burned through him like a river of fire as 150,000 Osmontian Biomass vanished in a single breath, and his Egoic Intent surged upward to D-Rank Ruis. But he was not at his base state! He was fused as THE Quintessential Confluence where all grades functioned one rank above their true level, which meant his Intent did not settle at D-Rank.

It erupted at C-Rank!

And C-Rank...was the threshold.

|Master. Your Egoic Intent, elevated within the Confluence, now functions at C-Rank, Straif. At this grade, expressed through this fusion, your Intent has crossed a threshold. You are emanating the grandeur of Ananke.|

...!

His Egoic Intent, THE Quintessential Osmontian, was not an Ananke Intent by nature. It was an Egoic Intent, first-order.

But at C-Rank Straif within the fusion of three True Lifeforms, operating one rank above, its sheer weight and Trueness had climbed high enough to radiate at the same tier as second-order inevitability.

"Now," Noah said from his throne.

"Just you wait," Ormarr Grimtunge said, his voice carrying through the destruction with a calm that promised a future far worse than this present. "Just you wait, little thing. This was a fraction of me. A sliver! The whole of me will remember your face and your flames and your little throne of sand, and when I find you again in this Dimension with my full body... I will coil around everything you love and I will not let go!"

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