Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4328

Chapter 4328: A Glorious Protocol! III

In the isolated bubble where Noah, Schrodinger, and Leonore Rureaux were meeting.

POP!

The small, world-sized isolated domain popped like a soap bubble, its blue-gold light scattering into the chaotic void of Collapse.

Noah began to float up, his figure a slow, deliberate ascent into the heart of the storm. His presence immediately came under the gazes of Tatiana and the Prime Dead, who had been waiting with a profound, terrible patience. Their collective authority, a silent, crushing weight, began to buzz with a new, focused power.

From the small garden he had just left, Schrodinger frowned, his usual playful demeanor gone, replaced by a mask of genuine concern.

"What exactly could you be doing, friend?" he shouted, his voice a sharp, cutting blade of disbelief. "I did not take you for someone on a suicide mission..."

...!

Noah ignored the words. He continued his ascent, a silent, tyrannical king rising to meet a challenge.

He came to a stop at the same level as Tatiana, the two of them now facing each other across a chasm of silent, simmering hostility.

It was a glorious, terrible standoff. And in the periphery of this cosmic duel, a quiet, almost comical, exodus was underway.

The Living Existences who had remained conscious, beings who could command the very fabric of reality, were now engaged in a desperate, silent retreat.

They pulled along their unconscious comrades, their movements a frantic, chaotic scramble to get as far away from this impending cataclysm as possible.

They did not run; they scurried, their usual regal dignity replaced by the primal, undeniable urge to simply... not be here!

Tatiana’s gaze, cold and sharp as a shard of obsidian, swept over Noah, a slow, dismissive up-and-down assessment. "Are you the one," she asked, her voice the sound of a tombstone cracking, "who has been disrespectfully replying on behalf of THE Living Order and holding her captive?"

Noah gazed back at her, at the legion of Prime Dead Early Creatures that were beginning to rise on the vessel behind her, at the hundreds of obsidian-white Dead Existential Armors that were now lighting up, their dead eyes glowing with a cold, malevolent light.

"I’m the one who has been telling you to fuck off," he replied, his voice not a shout, but a low, resonant, and utterly absolute pronouncement. "But you cannot seem to get the message."

...!

His words were a physical weight in the dead air. Tatiana’s eyes pulsed with a dangerous, crimson light. But Noah was not done.

"Are you the same Tatiana who held a concentrated Everything of THE Creature?" he asked, his tone now a blade of pure, condescending curiosity. "You seem a bit weak compared to others of your stature, like Gilgamesh... is this a lesser body of yours, or did you simply not live up to the potential you were born with? You were not defective... right?" 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

BOOM!

The words were a calculated, tyrannical cruelty, a series of precise, surgical strikes aimed at the very heart of her pride. And in response, Tatiana smiled.

"Okay."

A single word. She didn’t curse. She didn’t bellow in rage. She simply said, "Okay," and the very fabric of the collapsed space trembled.

A brilliant, pristine white light of Order began to pulse around her, and woven within it, a deep, obsidian grandeur, the unmistakable signature of a Principle, began to bloom.

The moment that terrifying display of aura began, Noah’s eyes flashed with a cold, almost bored, light. "Activate the One Man Army Protocol."

...!

One Man Army. He named it this because other entities, even the great and terrible beings of the Earliest Folds, had their limits.

They had to expend their Everythings, a finite, precious resource, to unleash their most terrifying capabilities. This limitation... his existence did not even register it.

He had Infinite Mana. And his most terrifying capabilities, his Mana Arcana Glyphs... all ran on Mana.

In the next instant, a glorious, swirling storm of stellar blue brilliance erupted around him. The first Mana Arcana Glyph was cast.

|[The Indomitable Will] has been activated.|

A wave of pure, boundless Mana, an ocean of it, surged from his small figure. It coalesced above him, forming a creature of impossible, glorious defiance.

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