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Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse (Web Novel) - Chapter 5506: Come! II
Chapter 5506: Come! II
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Existence closed its fist!The red sea rose in colossal walls as the storm hammered down, space itself folding inward upon the two golden figures with the full weight of THE Pantheon of All Existence, THE MAW tearing open across the sky as THE Burden of Existence descended in the same breath, everything, all at once, the same overwhelming convergence that had crushed a portion of Ormarr Grimtunge into prismatic dust!
And it worked.
On one of them!
The Gilded True Lifeform wreathed in Ira was caught mid-turn as the Burden slammed him down into the red waves, his crimson wrath erupting against the folding sea as his golden frame buckled beneath eras of carried adversity, his scream tearing across the water!
But the other one...
The other one simply raised his gaze.
The Gilded True Lifeform wrapped in the golden pillar of Superbius looked up at the collapsing totality of Existence bearing down upon him, and his eyes were filled with nothing but pride! No alarm. No strain! Only the mild, bottomless offense of a being interrupted, and he raised one golden hand...
And swatted.
BOOOM!
A terrifying Ananke Intent smashed outward from that single gesture!
It did not push through THE Creature’s Pantheon. It overruled it! Inevitability of a caliber the Serpent had never dreamed of crashed against the folding existence and declared it unfolded, declared the seas flat, declared the intruder elsewhere, and THE Creature’s titanic frame was smashed backward across the red sea, his obsidian flames guttering as he tore a canyon through the arterial waves for hundreds of miles before his form arrested itself!
And when he looked at this being again...he truly looked.
His flat eyes read the golden figure hovering calm above the Primeval limb, and the accounting came back cold and clear! This being had far since escaped THE Mesozoic Scale. The Fifth Scale did not contain him! He stood upon the Sixth Scale equivalent, or even higher, the Scale the old records named THE Cenozoic Scale, the tier where Vakochev’s ladder grew thin!
And this entity seemed comfortable on it.
"Hm," said THE Creature, and rose, and attacked again!
He unleashed everything, just as he had against Ormarr! THE MAW split the sky and devoured the incoming golden weavings by the hundreds. THE Burden of Existence dropped again and again, eras of weight hammering down! The statue’s faceless immensity pressed upon the battlefield as the whole red sea churned as his Pantheon, fossil-crystal shores tearing free to orbit his advance, and THE Creature moved through his own convergence like a flaming obsidian titan, striking with the accumulated mass of everything that existed nearby!
And he was pressed back.
Pressed! Continuously, grindingly pushed back, the golden being meeting the totality of Existence with one hand while the pillar of Superbius around him burned brighter, and this entity seemed a level above even Ryaenara as his cold laughter finally rolled across the red sea!
"Haha... ha. And who," the Gilded True Lifeform asked, golden eyes gleaming with genuine, unhurried amusement, "do you think you are, to attack like this? No words. No declaration! You simply walked up to your betters and swung all of existence at us like a club. I have lived a very long time, dark thing, and I confess, the audacity is almost refreshing."
His hand pressed forward, and THE Creature learned what made this being’s oppression unique!
For the Ananke Intent of this Superbius Gilded One carried qualities other Intents could not even imagine! Ordinary inevitability declared outcomes upon targets. His inevitability declared outcomes upon the stage itself, his Intent woven through with Dimensional weavings, the deep grammar of Dimensions folded into every expression of his will! When he pressed, he did not merely press against THE Creature. He pressed against the space THE Creature occupied, against the weavings THE Creature’s Pantheon had claimed, and the surrounding existence simply tore apart beneath the declarations, reality shredding in golden lines because his pride had decided that where he pushed, nothing, not even the fabric of the Dimension, was permitted to push back!
It was Intent that had stopped negotiating with existence entirely!
THE Creature’s Pantheon claimed the surroundings, and the golden being’s Intent tore the claimed surroundings out from under him, ripping the stage apart faster than Existence could be it, and piece by piece, exchange by exchange, THE Creature was gradually getting bloody!
Obsidian flames sputtered around fresh wounds as his titanic frame absorbed blow after declaring blow, dark blood the color of deep space scattering across the red waves, and through all of it, THE Creature remained calm! He did not rage. He did not fear, for Existence had no fear! He simply fought, and bled, and thought, with the flat clarity that had carried him since before THE Wyld.
What should he do? He had hit an immovable wall as...should he call for help?
Normally, the question would not even rise. Normally, he would face everything himself, alone, as he had faced every era since his other half was brutalized before his eyes, for Existence needed nothing else! Existence bore all things alone. That was the architecture of him, the truth his appendages had grown from, the path he had built his entire long survival upon.
But...
Another exchange. Another golden declaration tearing through his claimed sea. Another wound opening across his titanic shoulder as he was pressed back another hundred miles!
He thought once more. He was not Existence alone.
The thought arrived quietly, in the middle of the blood and the pressure, and it did not feel like weakness. It felt, strangely, like an idea he had been refusing to finish for eras! He was Existence. And he was also THE Creature! And THE Creature was made up of many things, the flames, the flat words, the grudges and the graves, the memory of a slaughtered other half, the endless Adversity, and...
Connections. Connections were one of the things he was made of!
He had simply spent so long bearing everything alone that he had catalogued them as things he protected, and never once as things he could call!
And out of all his connections... Even if he called for Osmont, this anomaly could not cross this Dimension’s restricted weavings in time. Even Ryaenara, mighty as she was, could not sense his location through THE Krazhor-Nul’s ancient veils! Distance ruled them all here.
But he knew one person who was not ruled by distance.
One person who could always appear wherever he needed to appear...so long as he was called for! An old explorer of everywhere, who had A Way others could not imagine.
The golden being’s next declaration tore the sea apart beneath him, and THE Creature stood bloody at the heart of his own shredding Pantheon, facing powerful Gilded True Lifeforms upon a red sea at the bottom of a cursed Dimension...
And called out grandly!
"Anaximander, come."
HUUM!
