Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5938

Chapter 5938: A Mighty Hoe! II

The shockwave reached the prisoners a moment later and threw them all backward in their chains, and Octavius felt his ribs crack against the bindings.

When he could see again, THE Farmer was already among the other Ancients, and the region around him was fighting with him. He hooked the blade of the hoe over a chain forged from a compressed Dimension and yanked, and as he pulled, the sea wall behind the Ancient on the other end of it rolled forward and slammed into the Ancient’s back, so that the Ancient came flying into the haft of the hoe, which THE Farmer drove into his face with a sound that cracked the sky!

CRACK!

He drove another Ancient straight down with a downward stroke of the blade, through the sky, through the clouds, and into the bed of the empty sea, and the seabed opened to meet him, the ground itself pulling him in, so that the impact split it across the width of a Dimension and blue water exploded upward around the crater in a wall!

A spear of white-gold Immensity came at THE Farmer from behind, and one of the three rivers of his farm rose up out of the ground and swallowed it before it reached him, while he spun and swept the hoe through two more Ancients at once. Every time the blade struck, the currents of infinity struck with it, and every collision sent a ring of white force rolling out across the Carcosa, flattening the snow, shattering the clouds, and pressing the prisoners flat against their chains, and none of the thunder of it ever stopped.

...!

Orren’s Wall came down. The whole reinforced Observable Existence burning with Half-Unfathomable Immensity fell out of the sky toward the farm with the stone titan pushing it from behind, and THE Farmer did not move out of its way. He planted his boots on the overturned air above his field, held the hoe crossways above his head in both hands, and caught it on the haft.

The impact drove him down through the sky toward his own farm, his boots tearing a long furrow through the air beneath him, his whole body shaking.

Octavius saw the muscles of his arms stand out against the sleeves of his plain work shirt, saw his teeth bared and his face red with effort!

Meanwhile the falling stars packed inside Orren’s wall burned against the handle of the hoe. For a terrible moment the wall pushed him down and down, until his boots were barely a hand’s width above the black-gold soil and the small blue-gold sapling.

Then THE Farmer roared, and the thin film of light over his skin blazed, and the whole region answered him. The soil under his boots surged upward to brace him, the rivers rose and pressed their weight against the underside of the wall, the walls of the sea leaned in from both sides to push, and every current of infinity in the Carcosa poured itself into his arms at once. Lifted on the hoe of one man in a straw hat and on all of the existence around him, the Observable Existence stopped falling and started rising, back up through the clouds and the snow, until he turned the blade upward and drove it through the floor of Orren’s wall, and the whole thing split apart along the cut and came crashing down in two halves, each one as wide as a Dimension, shattering against the sea on either side with a sound that went on for a very long time.

HUUM!

Orren Mourncrest was already flying at him. He came with both fists burning, pouring every last scrap of his Narrative into his body, a stone titan behind him swinging its own enormous fists in time with his, and THE Farmer met him in the middle of the sky with the hoe.

Fist and blade hit at the same moment, and the force of it blew a hole in the space so large that Octavius could see the dark of existence through it, and both of them were thrown backward across a Dimension of sky before they caught themselves.

They came together again, and again, too fast to see, each meeting a new crack of thunder and a new ring of fire tearing outward across the Carcosa. Orren fought alone with his titan, while THE Farmer fought with everything around him, the currents of infinity throwing their weight behind every swing, the sea rising to knock Orren off balance, and the snow itself turning hard and sharp against Orren’s face. Octavius watched THE Farmer take a blow to the face that would have ended an Ancient Immensity, his head snapping sideways and his hat flying off into the snow, and watched him turn back, spit blood, and bring the haft of the hoe around into Orren’s chest so hard that the stone titan behind him cracked from head to foot!

Oh!

THE Farmer hooked the blade behind Orren’s neck before he could fall away, flew straight down with him, and slammed him into the turned soil of the sky, and the ground rose to meet Orren as hard as THE Farmer drove him into it, so that the impact pushed a crater wide into the furrow.

Then he brought the hoe down three times, short and terrible, and with each stroke the whole region pressed down with him, until the titan behind Orren came apart into dust and Orren went still in the bottom of the crater with his arms flung out and light leaking from him everywhere. THE Farmer stood up over him, breathing hard, and looked up.

...!

Saelith’s road had already reached him. Her whole Observable Existence of hearths and roads bent toward him and pulled, and the lantern crane above her spread its wings to carry him away, and for a moment THE Farmer swayed on his feet, his eyes going far away.

Then he looked at Saelith and said something too quiet for Octavius to hear, and out of the dark shadows behind him came a single shape, a small stone house on a cliff above a grey sea, with a light in one window.