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Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse (Web Novel) - Chapter 5419: Tides of Quintessential Change! II
Chapter 5419: Tides of Quintessential Change! II
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Noah shook his head and let go of THE Creature, and the two of them drifted back to a slight distance, their Intents still buzzing and crackling in the space between them like weapons of mass destruction set down but not disarmed.
They floated opposite each other like two menacing titans. Noah wrapped in his lava-like blue flames, the cerulean welling and dripping off him in slow molten waves. THE Creature shrouded in his lava-like obsidian flames, vast and dark and burning, the obsidian sword-illusion still faintly visible in the air behind him. Two beings who had just cracked gigaparsecs of existence between their palms and then hugged about it, now sizing each other up across the chaotic dark of the Sanctum.
"Every single time," Noah said calmly, "I have to reevaluate my whole sense of what’s possible when it comes to you. I keep thinking I’ve got the ceiling figured out, and you keep being somewhere above it."
THE Creature’s burning eyes settled on him.
"Me?" he said. "You are the one growing exceedingly fast, Youngest. Especially that Intent of yours. Think about what it’s built on. An Akashic Civilizational Intent draws on a being’s records, and the older and more experienced a being is, the easier they find it to establish their identity, because they have had ages to understand exactly who they are. You are the opposite of that. Young, and racing, and already standing where I stand." The flames around him pulsed.
"It’s good. It is good. Existence needs more anomalies for what’s coming. It needs every mutation and accident it can get its hands on, every thing that wasn’t supposed to happen happening anyway. The clean and the expected won’t be enough." He let the thought sit. "Do what you came here to do, since you’re here. I’ve been somewhat debriefed on something they want the two of us to do together, though everyone seems to be choosing to stay very quiet about exactly what it is."
The words carried an ominous weight, and Noah only smiled.
"It’s a hunt," he said. "For the waking pieces of THE Sealed One. That’s the thing nobody wants to say out loud."
BOOM!
He said it casually, and THE Creature paused.
For a moment the vast burning figure went still, and his eyes glimmered with an unfathomable brilliance, something old and considering moving behind them. Then he spoke.
"Existence is vast," THE Creature said, "and full of terrors." It was the same line THE Queen Regnant had used!
"And an Adversity like THE Sealed One. There truly could be no better one to stimulate growth. A being does not grow against the weak. A being grows against the thing that should kill him." The obsidian flames flared.
"Okay. You go ahead and get started here. I have a few things to finish first, back in THE Braneworld. Closure is a good thing, and my closure there is the scorching of the Gilded Ones who allowed such a horrid culture to grow and spread and call itself order. I have unfinished business with that whole rotten arrangement." His voice lowered. "I will be back."
HUUM!
His titanic figure began to shroud itself in obsidian light, dissolving toward departure, and behind him Calypso bellowed out in her massive beast form.
"Ah, you tepid fucker, wait!" she roared, and lunged to follow.
Moments later both of them were gone, the obsidian light and the bellowing leviathan winking out of the Sanctum together, leaving Noah alone with the nine Dora Shath’yar.
Eir shot up from behind him at once.
"No, he left!" she cried, throwing her hands up. "Ah, I wanted to see more of him! Veris-Gloom, I didn’t know you were familiar with that monster. We’ve only just started hearing about him, you know, whispers, this Existence-thing prowling around. Who even is he to you? How long have you known him? Is he always like that? Does he always just leave in the middle of things? Because that was rude, honestly, I had questions, I had a whole, I was going to ask him to spar, and he just-"
Eir talked, and talked, and Noah let her, because he was busy feeling something he had not felt in a long while.
Pressure. Competitive pressure, from THE Creature! Nobody had given him that in...well, he didn’t really know the time, that sense of another being climbing as fast as he was, maybe faster, the specific itch of looking at someone ahead of you and refusing to stay behind them. And now that he felt it, he found he did not want to lose.
So he took a step and vanished, deeper into THE Effluvium Sanctum.
His figure reappeared far in, in the densest stretch of the floating seas, and the hidden Estuary Eye cried out above him as it crossed into the richest existence yet, the bleed roaring. He folded himself down into a meditative position, and blue lava-like flames surged up around him, bubbling and swirling and turning like a storm given a center, the lethal ambient Intent of the Sanctum pressing on him from every side and finding nothing in him that would yield to it.
Far behind, Eir pouted at being left mid-sentence.
And Noah focused. Because there was a great deal he had to get done.
|A summary of your current outstanding work, Master, since you have decided to be ambitious about it.|
|One. THE Osmontian Tongue. You crossed the threshold to enact its backbone after consuming THE Genesis Tesseract. The backbone is not yet built. You must decide the foundational grammar of a language authored entirely around your identity, and lay it down. This is the deepest of your current tasks and the one with the longest reach.|
|Two. Your Intent and a Pantheon. You should determine what your Intent requires to enact a Pantheon, or, in keeping with your stated philosophy that you need no Pantheon to match one, whether you might enact something entirely your own instead. The Sanctum is the correct forge to decide this.|
|Three. THE Braneworld Observable Existence. The war you ignited continues. THE Living Emotive’s Luxuria uprising, THE Great Usurper’s spread of Unity, Alexander’s revenge, Erwin and THE Primordial Paradox’s campaign of cessation, all proceed without your direct hand. THE Creature now goes to scorch the Gilded responsible. These threads will need your attention too.|
|Four. THE Terminal Observable Existences, and Seo-yeon. You resuscitated THE Abyssal Cradle of Thalassarch and she, as THE Mirror Sovereign, is remembering everythign. As you resuscitate more Observable Existences, THE Tide That Owes Nothing rewards you each time you do...|
|Five. Thalassarch Nereon. The grief-warped Mesozoic leviathan agreed to be pointed at a Gilded Observable Existence to vent his Olympian Intent of self-loathing. A Fifth Scale weapon sits idle, waiting on you.|
|You have a great deal to do.|
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