Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4288

Chapter 4288: War! II

As Noah followed the porcession of Vulcan, his gaze occasionally drifted to the other sections of Aethelgard.

In the distance, he could see other beings of Vulcan’s caliber...entities whose power ranged from two thousand to five thousand Quadrillion in Complexity and Purity.

Each of them was a sun in their own right, and around each, dozens of other powerful Early Creatures and even a few Living Existences orbited like loyal planets.

It was as if all those here had already chosen their allegiance, their place in the grand legions of this impossible civilization.

They walked towards the grand, gilded walls of Aethelgard, a barrier so vast it seemed to hold back the very chaos of the primordial Fold.

As they moved, Noah turned his head in one direction.

Commander Kael, his fiery hair a stark, vibrant splash of color against the monochromatic stone, was escorting a furious Elara, his grip on her arm a gentle, yet absolute, band of authority.

Her voice, sharp and clear and filled with a profound, almost tragic, sense of vindication, cut through the air.

"Did I not say this would happen?!" she exclaimed, her eyes blazing with a mixture of rage and a bitter, self-righteous satisfaction.

She turned towards Noah, her gaze now a desperate thing. "You... you didn’t give them anything, right?!"

Looking at this Fold Dweller, this brilliant, ambitious, and ultimately outmatched being, Noah’s lips curved into a faint, almost imperceptible smile.

"I gave them nothing, Commander Elara," he said, his voice a calm, steady anchor in her storm of fury. "Don’t worry about this."

...!

Elara nodded, a flicker of relief in her eyes.

"Good," she said, her voice now a low, determined murmur. "This will all be over shortly then..."

At their exchange, Forgemaster Vulcan, who had been walking ahead, turned.

He stared at Noah, and a wily, knowing laugh rumbled in his massive chest.

He began to climb a set of grand golden stairs that spiraled up the side of the city wall, their very substance a breathtaking fusion of the pristine, stellar white of Early Omnichalcum and the dark, volatile gold of Tartarite Metal.

His voice boomed out towards Elara, a casual, brutal lesson in the realities of their situation.

"Girl, nothing will be over shortly," he declared, his tone one of amused, almost paternalistic, condescension.

"Do not think of yourself so important that an entire conflict will be started for you. No... what is happening now is a war, and since you are currently on the enemy side... you’d best act carefully to make sure you do not become an unintended casualty, okay?"

...!

His words were heavy, each one a hammer blow of terrible, undeniable truth. Noah looked over and saw Elara’s face become ashen, her body trembling as if she were withstanding a terrifying, invisible Haki!

He sighed.

He had far too many things to worry about, far too many grand, impossible schemes to orchestrate, to be concerned with the fate of Commander Elara!

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