Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4308

Chapter 4308: The Birth of a Civilization! II

He looked at his new, unadorned hands, and he smiled. A true, calm, and utterly terrifying smile!

This was his Way.

The first step on The Way of Mana had been taken.

And now, he would reforge himself to fit this system!

|You have taken the first, irreversible step in defining your Way of Existence. Your entire being is now realigning to the [Way of the Mana Architect].|

|All previous systems and authorities are being retroactively integrated and optimized under this new, singular framework.|

|Edict 0: [The Uninitiated] - You are the source. This Edict does not apply.|

|Edict 1: [The Spark] - Your [Infinite Mana] is recognized as the Primordial Spark of this Way. Your [Mana Locus] is... boundless.|

|Edict 2: [The Reservoir] - Your [Mana Reservoir] is... infinite. This stage is quintessentially complete.|

|Edict 3: [The Weave] - Your mastery of [Existential Artifice] is now classified as the supreme expression of this Edict. You do not just Weave; you are the Architect of Weaves.|

|You are, by your very nature, already standing at the precipice of Edict 4. Let the forging begin.|

HUUM!

Noah’s eyes blazed with a brilliant, azure light. He did not need to cast a Fireball ten thousand times.

That was the path for his followers, for those who had to earn their Glyphs through repetition and effort.

He was the Architect. He did not follow the rules; he made them.

His boundless Mana, a limitless ocean of pure potential, surged at his command. He reached into it, his will a conceptual forge, and he pulled forth the very idea of his beginning.

Fireball!

|Your [Infinite Mana] and [Principle of the Cheating Architect] are bypassing the standard progression of Edict 4.|

|You are not learning a Glyph. You are forging one from pure, conceptual authority.|

|This is a monumental effort. [The Principle of Perpetual Harvest] recognizes this act of creation. The harvest will be amplified.|

BOOM!

A pinprick of crimson-blue light appeared before him. It was not fire, but the idea of fire, the quintessential concept of [Fireball] given form.

His Mana poured into it, sculpting it, refining it, elevating it from a simple spell into a fundamental law of his new existence.

The light solidified, coalesced, and then shot into his forehead, settling beside his other Glyphs. A new Glyph blazed to life, a beautiful, intricate rune of a spiraling, blue flame!

|[Mana Glyph of the Primordial Fireball] has been forged.|

|Classification: Edict 4 Mana Glyph (Unique, Unranked)|

|Effect: As the first Glyph forged by the Architect of Mana, its power is not fixed. It will scale infinitely with your own Complexity and Purity. It is a mirror of your own potential.|

|Current Base Damage: .5 Quintillion (Complexity and Purity).|

|Synergy: As it is forged from your [Infinite Mana], this Glyph has no cost and no cooldown. It can be Weaved as rapidly as your thoughts can form.|

...!

Oh, fuck.

Oh!!!

Noah felt the new, hot brand of power on his existence, a nostalgic warmth that was a testament to his origins. But then, he looked at the vast, endless ocean of his Mana, and a slow, tyrannical smile spread across his face.

Why stop at one?

He could have hundreds of Glyphs. He could have thousands!

With infinite mana, what the fuck were limits?!

"Forge them all. Forge even more!" he commanded, his voice a low, resonant hum that was for him alone.

HUUM!

If his old Glyphs had been carved, then this was a flood. His Mana was the water, and his will was the tide.

He reached into the memories of his own existence, into the True Sources that had once defined him, and he began to forge.

Tyranny. Quintessence. Infinity. Singed. Entropy. Cheats. Protagonist. Relativity. Veritarch. Loot. Apocalypse. Necromancy. Death. Kuklos. Megalos. Existence...

Verify captcha to read the contentVerify