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Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse (Web Novel) - Chapter 5197: The Custos, Osmont! I
Chapter 5197: The Custos, Osmont! I
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The channels of this place wind through the domain’s central districts in patterns that follow the natural flow of amplified THE Desidero Cause energy rather than geographic logic, producing riverways that curve through plazas and beneath bridges and through the lower floors of inhabited structures.The Infinity within these channels had been tinted crimson-pink through sustained exposure to the domain’s ambient Luxuria Ego, producing rivers that glow with warm rose-gold luminescence against the pale gold of the surrounding architecture.
Observable Force flows through THE Velanthra in an unusual configuration unique to this domain as rather than the ambient golden currents that characterize most of THE Braneworld, THE Velanthra’s Observable Force has been engineered into a mist that drifts through the streets at knee height.
Warm and faintly luminous, the mist responds to the presence of beings within it by producing gentle currents that press against them with the specific warmth of something alive and attentive!
Approximately three million Luxuria Gilded Ones inhabit THE Velanthra permanently, one of the largest concentration of any Gilded designation within some of the domain in THE Braneworld.
The Luxuria of THE Velanthra organize themselves into Houses of Service, each House specializing in a specific expression of the designation’s broad functional mandate.
Some Houses specialize in domestic refinement, producing the attendants who staff the grand households of THE Superbius rulers across the broader Braneworld, while others specialize in artistic production, generating the music, architecture, cuisine, and ceremonial design that give Gilded civilization its aesthetic character.
Others specialize in cultivation support, producing existences whose amplified THE Desidero Cause can accelerate the cultivation of higher-designation beings through directed emotional resonance and Dual Cultivation.
Since Noah had such terrifying waves of Luxuria, he pulled them back somewhat and covered his face with a crimson gold mask as they moved from the golden sea of Observable Force and into the periphery of THE Velanthra.
He could see groups of Luxuria lounged on crimson white sandy beaches, and some on the edge of the waters swimming while absorbing Observable Force into their foundations. In one area, Noah saw a group of THE Superbius and THE Ira Gilded Ones lounging on golden laid-back throne-like chairs, with an even larger ground of Luxuria Gilded Ones surrounding them as they fed them vibrant fruits filled with Observable Force.
Some Luxuria were filling their hands with pink and golden light as they gave massages to other Ira or Superbius Gilded Ones, providing a scene that felt like a domain of waste and debauchery to Noah’s pragmatic mind.
He shook his head and wanted to get past all this as his gaze shifted toward the towering spire at the heart of the continents-sized domain.
"Let’s go to THE Amaranthine Tower," he said, his voice flat and focused.
THE Amaranthine Tower.
From the memories of Custos Rani and what he could see in the far distance at the depths of this place, THE Amaranthine Tower was the tallest structure in THE Velanthra, a tower of pale gold and rose crystal that rises from the domain’s center and terminates in a crown of condensed Luxuria Ego visible from every point within the domain’s borders.
The tower serves as the administrative center of the domain’s Luxuria governance structures and as the residence of the highest-ranking Luxuria within the domain.
The entity for Noah to take the identity of was somewhere within that tower!
With a flash of brilliance, Custos Rani put her hand on him as she trembled from the contact alone, with Noah actually doing everything he could to stifle any part of his aura as it might pull in the hungry gazes of all Luxuria here.
Not yet.
Not yet!
Obtain an identity first, then conquest!
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<The Scion of Silken Grief>
The private residence of THE Scion of Silken Grief was a masterclass in the kind of opulent cruelty that only THE Luxuria could engineer, the walls composed of shifting rose crystal that seemed to sigh with a faint, simulated pleasure whenever the light hit them at the right angle.
Dante reclined on a chaise of living coral that pulsed with a warm, golden light, his fingers tracing the rim of a chalice filled with the distilled essence of a Observable Force and Infinity.
A group of four Luxuria Gilded women, their iridescent skin marred by burns and dark, purplish fractures in their crystalline structures, huddled near the doorway as they tried to suppress their trembling.
They had been the playthings of the afternoon, their engineered foundations pushed to the point of structural failure just to satisfy the wandering whims of a man who had never known the weight of a single day’s labor.
"I told you to get out of my sight, you useless thingd
," Dante said, his voice carrying the bored, high-pitched arrogance of a rich young master who found even the sight of his own victims to be a tedious inconvenience.
"You look like shit and your resonance is starting to give me a headache, so crawl back to your houses and try to look presentable before I call for you again later tonight."
The women scrambled out of the room without a single word of protest, their heads lowered as they retreated from the presence of a Scion who viewed their existence as nothing more than disposable fabric to be torn and discarded.
Dante watched them go with a sneer of absolute disdain, taking a slow sip of his essence as he settled deeper into the living coral, his mind already drifting toward which House of Service he would pillage next for his evening entertainment.
For he was ranked high among the Houses of Luxuria here and could do what he wanted!
He was just beginning to savor the silence when two distinct auras flashed into the center of his private domain, the sudden displacement of air causing the rose crystals on the walls to shriek in protest.
Dante blinked and looked toward the center of the room with an expression of sharp annoyance, his eyes narrowing as he felt the sheer audacity of an unannounced intrusion into his sanctuary.
"Fuck outa here, whoever you are," he spat as he didn’t even bother to stand from his chaise.
"I don’t care if you’re from THE First of Service or if you’ve got a message from the Superbius houses, because I’m not in the mood for any more administrative bullshit today!"
The two figures didn’t move, and as Dante turned his head to fully address the intruders, his sneer faltered when he recognized the cold, galaxy-filled eyes of Custos Rani standing beside a man whose face was obscured by a crimson-gold mask.
He opened his mouth to deliver another insult, but the man slowly raised his hands and removed the mask, revealing a set of features that possessed a beauty so unfathomable and predatory it felt like a physical strike to Dante’s own Gilded senses.
HUUM!
The man didn’t say a word, but he released a fraction of his aura that caused the private domain to groan!
THE Scion of Silken Grief became frozen completely as a terrifying, absolute power locked onto his foundations, the sheer density of Noah’s Luxuria Ego flooding the room and turning the air into a thick, syrupy substance that Dante’s lungs couldn’t even process.
The rich young master tried to speak, but his voice was trapped behind a wall of Nearu Absolute Infinity that was currently rewriting the laws of the room to favor a new, tyrannical master.
He looked into Noah’s crystalline eyes and realized, with a visceral and animal terror, that he wasn’t looking at another Gilded One, but at a butcher who had finally come to claim the spoiled meat of his existence!
BOOM!
