Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4040

Chapter 4040: Oh, Order! III

After such a phenomenal change, Noah took a moment to reflect on the terrifying distinction he had received.

He also looked at Sigrid, studying her transformed state with perception that could now see deeper than before.

The more he observed, the more he noticed something concerning...her eyes were getting brighter and brighter, the silver-white light within them intensifying with each passing second. The illumination didn’t seem entirely... hers.

"Sigrid."

He called out calmly, his voice cutting through whatever was building within her. The foreign white light of majesty in her eyes dimmed somewhat, like a tide pulling back from shore.

She blinked, focusing on him with what seemed like tremendous effort, as if anchoring herself to his presence.

"Do not worry," she said, though her smile carried edges of something vast trying to express itself through limited form. "I am still... me. But I am receiving an inflow of... information. Of possibilities. Of Order."

She spoke while trying to study her own existence, her hands moving as if she could grasp the changes occurring within her.

"Come."

A single word from Noah, but his voice carried magnetic authority that transcended simple command. Sigrid floated toward him without conscious thought, drawn by forces that operated below awareness.

When she reached him, Noah took her in his arms with careful certainty, placing his forehead against hers in a gesture both intimate and analytical.

He closed his eyes and extended his perception, sensing both their existences simultaneously.

What he felt defied simple description!

Order coursed through them both like a white river of liquid law, drenching every cell, every meridian, every pathway.

His Towers of Osmont, those impossible structures that grew within his being, were being bathed in Order’s light. The flow wasn’t violent or overwhelming...it was inexorable, like gravity asserting itself, like mathematics proving theorems.

Everything was being touched by Order. Everything was being... corrected.

|Due to Order rising and flowing within your Existence, all established Living Existential Authorities have been effectively contained within your being.|

|This tremendous elevation has distinguished you beyond standard classification.|

|You are no longer merely an Early Creature.|

|You have been distinguished as: The Early Creature, Osmont|

HUUM!

The distinction hit him with a glorious weight.

Not "an" Early Creature...that was too common, too limited.

Not "THE Creature"...that was far too vast, a title belonging to something that transcended current understanding.

He was now The Early Creature, Osmont. Unique. Specified. Recognized by existence itself as something particular and irreplaceable.

|With your liberated Fear and Doubt alongside the elevation of your distinctions due to thr inclusion of Order:|

|All future completed Towers of Osmont at Stage 1 will grant 6.5 Million Complexity and Purity.|

|All 159 forged Towers that have crossed Stage 1 receive retroactive correction.|

|Retroactive bonus applied: +1,033,500,000 Complexity and Purity.|

...!

The number was staggering, but more prompts continued to cascade!

|All Towers of Osmont achieving Stage 2 now grant 25 Million Complexity and Purity|

|Retroactive correction for previously completed Stage 2 Towers applied|

|Additional bonus: +775,000,000 Complexity and Purity|

|Due to corrective changes from Order’s influence, Total gains of 1,808,500,000 Complexity and Purity have been granted.|

|Current Total Complexity: 4,576,473,891|

|Estimated completion: Unknown|

Oh.

Oh!!!

A billion in Complexity and Purity. Per second!

The mathematics were staggering. If this continued for just one hundred seconds, she would stand among Honored Living Existences in pure numerical terms.

But would it stop there? As she was becoming THE Living Order...not just representing it but embodying it, would the correction simply continue? Would it decrease? Accelerate?

And when it finally stopped, what power would she possess?

Because she wasn’t just any Living Existence now!

She carried the designation THE. Capitalized. Absolute! Fucking bolded!

Recognized by existence itself as not just an example of Order, but Order’s own consciousness given form.

THE Living Order. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

In the Earliest Folds, Noah remembered how just witnessing THE Living Spirit had given a Fold Dweller immense honor, as most beings couldn’t even perceive such entities. They existed at frequencies of reality that transcended normal observation.

What did it mean for someone to become one of these esteemed beings? To not just wield their authority but to be their authority?

Noah’s eyes blazed with tyrannical interest as he maintained the connection, watching complexity flow into Sigrid at rates that would have destroyed any normal being.

But she wasn’t normal. She never had been. And now, guided by his distinction and freed from her Disorder, she was becoming what she had always been meant to be!

As he remained connected with her, he marveled how all of this stemmed from her losing her memory, crashing in the Veiled Sunfolds, and his connection with Kalysta bringing him to her.

"Hmm..."