Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4150

Chapter 4150 Who Is He?! V

Noah's eyes flashed brilliantly as he gauged the power of this terrifying entity.

His enhanced perception, refined through impossible experiences and elevated beyond normal limitations, attempted to get a read on Goliath's actual power level.

But the measurement itself was paradoxical…the numbers fluctuated unstably, simultaneously exceeding and falling below one quadrillion, both realities equally true and equally false.

It could could be 100 Trillion, 900 Trillion, or 2 Quadrillion all at once as his nature made it unsure!

This was a powerful being in ways that transcended simple accumulation of complexity and purity. This was something that had made reality itself accept contradictions as truth.

Khor nodded at Goliath with something that might have been approval. "Yeah, among those here, this one seems more like a strong one. But..."

Her eyes blinked, a motion that seemed too normal for someone of her nature, and her gaze focused on an area behind the massive serpent.

Behind Goliath, floating with the kind of grace that suggested gravity was a personal choice. Duke Diviticus could be seen.

She was another distinguished Duke, her form wrapped in white and obsidian radiance that didn't so much illuminate as suggest that darkness and light had reached an agreement.

She was adorned in a simple white-black dress that buzzed with paradox…simple and elaborate, revealing and concealing all at once.

And behind her, almost lost in the shadow of such luminous impossibilities, was a figure that seemed to actively resist attention.

A beggar-looking paradox in ragged clothes that might have been made from the fabric of space-time that had given up on maintaining its dignity.

His appearance was simultaneously the most and least important thing in the amphitheater…forgotten and unforgettable, insignificant and essential.

Khor actually came to focus on him, her expression shifting through surprise to confusion to something that looked almost like recognition trying to happen but being prevented by some force that transcended mere forgetfulness!

She blinked again, tilting her head with the particular angle of someone trying to remember a dream while still inside it.

"Who is that one?" she asked, the question carrying more weight than such simple words should be able to bear.

Noah's eyes shone brilliantly with interest!

Why would Khor, this being from the Earliest Folds who treated Duke-level existence as barely noteworthy, go out of her way to ask about what appeared to be the least impressive figure in the entire gathering?

"That," Noah replied, his voice carrying layers of meaning that suggested he understood more than he was saying, "is Schrodinger."

The name landed in their conversation like a stone thrown into perfectly still water, creating ripples that spread in directions that included ones that didn't exist.

Schrodinger.

Khor tilted her head further, the angle becoming almost impossible as she seemed to be trying to remember something that aggressively resisted being remembered!

Her expression cycled through confusion to recognition to confusion again, as if the memory itself was paradoxical.

Then she said something that made even Noah's tyrannically calm demeanor flicker with surprise.

"I feel like I remember that face. I just cannot recall from exactly where."

BOOM!

The words echoed in their private bubble of conversation with the weight of impossibility acknowledging impossibility!

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