Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3841

Chapter 3841: Living! V

Noah turned his gaze calmly to Moiraine.

"Get ready for more."

...!

Next, he let 20% of the scent of his existence as an Early Creature seep into the Dyson Singularity.

HUUM!

The very plasma of paradox around them trembled, golden tendrils writhing in silent hunger.

Moiraine straightened, white gold Paradox flaring out around her like a protective shield as her gaze sharpened. The regal stillness she always carried was there, but her voice had shifted.

"This... This is heavier. Almost irresistible."

Noah studied her reaction, eyes narrowing slightly.

"Even your control is faltering?"

She didn’t answer. He continued.

With a flick of his fingers, he released 50%.

BOOM!

Moiraine instantly shifted back, her wings flaring wide. Her breaths came sharp and deep. The glow of her body dimmed and reignited as she grit her teeth, her eyes burning with a heavy Paradoxical light!

"Stop. Whatever you’re doing, stop. My complexity....it’s being pulled and altered in its flow. If you go any further... I may not be able to stop myself."

Noah extended a single hand, palm open, his tone quiet and certain.

"Come. You can control yourself."

...!

80%.

The storm of singularities ignited instantly, the concentrated paradox folding into seething, living threads. The event horizons pulsed violently as Existence itself seemed to flare in warning.

Moiraine breathed in short gasps, trembling.

She hovered in the swirling tide, golden wings twitching with effort as she fought herself. Her body moved forward slowly, inexorably drawn.

"Every part of my Living Paradoxical Authority want to be near you," she whispered. "My Complexity and Purity... they’re taking on a nee flew and rising just being this close to your weavings."

Noah kept his hand steady.

"What you’re smelling, is it so irresistible? Do you still have control over your existence?"

She said nothing. Her lips parted, her chest rose and fell, her gaze burned bright and fervent.

She breathed in and out as if she were trying to meditate!

She!

A Foldless One!

Seemingly about to lose control just from a mere aura!

She hovered inches from him, her entire presence struggling to stay still.

Noah beckoned her forward.

"If you attack or act on impulse, I’ll vanish. The Young Paradox that does not produce Inevitabilities will be gone becauze of you." ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

...!

Her body buzzed. Her wings dropped lower as if surrendering, her breathing more ragged as she had to control herself!

"Come."

She floated even closer. The glow of her body pulsed with a radiant density, and Noah watched closely.

He reached inward. From his Living Wheel of Existence, from the aged and quiet drop of blood, he pulled its bright dullness.

And he let it paint over his blood.

Slowly. Effectively.

He pierced the skin on his fingertip and let something come out- a dark crimson droplet tinged with brown and gray.

It pulsed with warmth so intense, the folds of paradox around them bowed.

As if it were a blinding Paradoxical sun from the earliest age!

BOOM.

Moiraine trembled, her eyes snapping to the droplet. Hunger. Longing. Awe. Her mouth opened slightly, but she did not move further.

Noah raised it higher.

"You can have this... if you kneel."

...!

Her knees struck the space of the Dyson Singularity with a heavy echo- the action seemingly subconscious!

She stared up at him, face flushed with anger and longing.

Her white gold hair danced as her glorious visage looked extremely enticing- as if she were something that could not be touched or desecrated!

"You fucker," she growled. "How are you doing this?!"

Noah didn’t smile.

He simply dangled the droplet in front of her, his eyes calm, even as she followed its motion like a flame to a moth. Her breath pulsed again when he brought the finger close to her lips.

"Wait."

Her body was straining with effort, hands gripping the edges of the plasma beneath them until her knuckles gleamed white. He let the drop of blood rest gently against her lower lip.

"Take it. Slowly."

She seized his wrist, her grip powerful but trembling.

He stood already at the threshold. Already at the edge.

Endless waves of Living Paradox funneled into his being. He felt hundreds of Existential Dimensional Lattices forming within him each passing second.

Not only Paradox, but from it, other Lattices too- Quantum, Temporal, Conceptual...all coalescing through the anchor that his body had become.

His True Absolute Existential Resistances climbed sharply.

His status as an Anchor climbed.

And then, the next prompts followed as more things became quantified.

|Under your grandeur of an Early Creature, it has been affirmed that the flow of Existential Authorities and Living Existential Authorities of others can be accelerated up to 1,000%.|

|Under your grandeur of an Early Creature, you can now bind Living Existences to yourself. Due to your current complexity and purity, this capability is limited to the weakest and most basal level, with only 3 slots of binding available.|

....!

His vision glowed with layers of understanding as these prompts flickered across his mind.

Below him, Moiraine’s form still knelt. Her body shivered with wild pulses of Paradoxical Authority.

Her voice, breathless but defiant, rose with piercing clarity. "Don’t do that again. Not in front of any other Living Paradox. I managed to keep my control, but others will not!"

Despite her strength, she licked the last of the blood from his finger before it closed. Her body trembled. Her tone was grave. "You don’t yet understand what your existence represents to be doing such a dangerous thing."

Noah tilted his head. The solemnity of her words didn’t shake him as she began to rise.

With a relaxed calmness, his hand moved to stroke her cheek, lifting her chin as her eyes- swirling with complexity- met his.

He did such a thing...to a Foldless One!

"I didn’t say you could get up yet."

...!

The waves of Paradox around her vibrated furiously. Moiraine’s terrifying aura pulsed- but she remained on her knees. Her eyes swirled with frustration and awe.

Noah asked, quiet and sharp, "Tell me. What exactly does my existence represent? Enlighten me."

Her gaze held his. Fierce. Brilliant.

She was so much more powerful, and yet she could not bring herself to go against his words!

"Not producing Inevitabilities is terrifying enough," she began slowly. "But since the Earliest Folds, we- Living Paradoxes...have failed to near the place where the First Living Paradox left their weavings. Other Living Existences have traversed close, even walked the periphery with Keys. But not us. Every step we take births Inevitabilities. Every effort, met with resistance. This has caused wars and conflicts for countless cycles."

She inhaled, steadying herself against the truth she uttered.

"We’ve made no progress. Not a step closer to the Loom."

Her eyes shone. "But you...you will change all of that."

The Dyson Singularity spun silently beyond them, a white ring of endless paradox, while one Foldless One knelt- radiating with power- as a Young Paradox looked down upon her.

Light blazed in her eyes, her voice weighted with glorious destiny. And in his hand, the power to alter all of it!

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