Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5667

Chapter 5667: Never Fair!

THE Sundered Scion of Sovereign and Immense did not die from the severed seam. It shrieked, thrashing in the ruined courtyards of THE Serenaros, but it did not collapse. The abomination simply adapted to the tear in its own reality.

It abandoned the elegance of its executioner protocols. It stopped trying to erase Noah and Descartes cleanly. Instead, the Scion wrapped its colossal obsidian crimson body in three unknown Provenance Causes simultaneously, pulling dense, blinding waves of THE Argent Loom directly from the surrounding crossing-dark to act as a physical cast over its broken chest.

It turned itself into a battering ram of pure, unadulterated mass!

In a single nanosecond, THE Sundered Scion attacked forty times.

HUUM!

Noah met the onslaught with his own body. He did not step back. He threw himself directly into the blinding white and obsidian storm, his 200 Decillion Provenance Telos Quarks screaming under the sheer kinetic impact of an entity bred by the architects.

CRACK!

A spear-claw the size of a mountain ridge smashed through Noah’s. The blow shattered his left shoulder, tearing the crimson gold flesh away and exposing the stellar blue-gold marrow beneath.

Noah did not retreat as he weaponized the agony!

He drove his unbroken right fist directly into the Scion’s lower eye, his knuckles wrapped in countless localized event horizons of Sanguine Mana.

The eye burst in a spray of thick, unreadable fluid.

The Scion retaliated instantly, sweeping a Loom-wrapped tail across Noah’s ribs. The impact shattered his ribcage.

Noah spat blood, his endlessly blue eyes burning as he activated his immensity!

|THE Meta-Fictional Protagonist Mantle is invoked.|

|You author The Trope of the Unyielding Bastion.|

|Probability bends. The lethal trajectory of the enemy’s strikes is forced into a predictable rhythm.|

He forced the Scion to fight on his tempo. Descartes stood on the periphery, bleeding, yet the old philosopher never stopped working.

Whenever the Scion raised a limb to deliver a killing blow, Descartes applied Methodological Doubt. He denied the physical reality of the specific joint, causing the colossal arm to stutter and lose its density for a fraction of a second.

Noah exploited every single stutter.

He drove Infinite Sanguine Blood Drops into the joints. He tore away plates of obsidian crimson flesh with his bare hands. He absorbed catastrophic damage, allowing his pristine vessel to be pulverized and restitched in a continuous, grueling loop of destruction and generation!

He grew stronger and stronger through the brutal battle!

Minutes passed.

Against a creature possessing a Dimensionality that defied the Records, a minute of direct physical combat felt like an epoch of uninterrupted torture. The rusted mountains of THE Serenaros were entirely pulverized. The ground was melted into a sea of slag and stellar blue-gold light.

Finally, Noah saw the opening.

Descartes stepped forward, raising both hands, and applied a massive, concentrated burst of The Cogito directly to the Scion’s fractured mind, forcing it to question its own existence for a single, devastating moment.

The beast froze.

Noah launched himself from the sea of slag. He poured the absolute maximum output of his Infinite Sanguine Mana into his right leg, executing a descending strike that carried the localized weight of THE Infiniverse itself.

THE Infiniverse, now holding the weight of Thousands of Observable Existences! Its immensity filled him!

His heel cleaved through the dense white Loom-cast and smashed directly into the top of the Scion’s head.

BOOM...CRACK!

The impact drove the abomination face-first into the ruined ground. The remaining eight gold eyes rolled upward, the cold light within them dimming into nothingness. The massive limbs went entirely slack as Authority and Causes fizzled out as if they could no longer endure!

The sheer, oppressive aura of THE Sundered Scion faded!

Noah dropped to the ground, his chest heaving. He was covered in his own blood, his pristine skin marred by dozens of gory, exposed fractures that were currently knitting themselves back together.

He looked at the fallen beast.

He did not let his guard down as stupidly...

WAA!

A blinding, impossible light erupted from the corpse of the abomination!

The dim gold eyes did not reopen. Instead, the white seams of THE Argent Loom across its body violently multiplied. They tore through the obsidian crimson flesh, rewriting the biological structure of the beast in real-time.

From its massive, ruined back, two colossal, extending wings of pure white Loom-light burst outward!

|A hidden Provenance Cause has been triggered within the vessel of the enemy.|

|THE Cause of the Undying Cycle is active.|

|The architect authored a second life into their executioner. The physical parameters have been reset and elevated.|

The winged Scion rose from the slag, its form now a terrifying, pure horror of white light and obsidian blood.

Noah stared at the prompt, his endlessly blue eyes narrowing into slits. He spat a mouthful of stellar blood onto the ground.

"Are you fucking kidding me? Hey! Come on!"

HUUM!

The winged Scion did not wait for them to recover. It beat its colossal wings once, and the sheer kinetic force of the motion tore a vacuum in the center of the Dimension.

The second phase of the battle was infinitely worse than the first.

The Scion was faster. Its strikes carried the added conceptual weight of the Undying Cycle. Noah and Descartes were pushed to the absolute brink of their existences.

Another grueling, brutal set of minutes dragged on.

The philosopher dropped his hands, allowing the Scion to lunge forward, and applied something familiar now that noah affirmed to be Mind-Body Dualism to the creature’s forward momentum, severing its spatial awareness. The beast missed Noah by a fraction of a millimeter.

"I AM!"

WAA!

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