Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4187

Chapter 4187: Desperation! I

The concept of Everything was a mountain range Noah had only just begun to chart.

He had walked its foothills, glimpsed its impossible peaks, and even held a few of its precious stones in his hand.

He recalled the Verdant Eternia Tribe in the Earliest Folds, a civilization of Early Creatures so advanced they did not merely wield Everythings...they cultivated them!

They were farmers of existence itself, tending to gardens of joy, strength, and sorrow, harvesting them into Drops of crystallized potential.

He had not had the chance to learn such a methodology then, but the exposure, the sheer understanding that such a thing was possible, had planted a seed in the fertile soil of his ambition!

Now, in the ruin of what had once been Aeternitas Concordia, he stood on the precipice of a choice.

Above, the sky was a canvas of unfolding catastrophe. The Dead Early Creature, Nysteria, a being of dozens of quadrillions in complexity, radiated an innocent euphoria that was more terrifying than any rage.

In the far, impossible distance, the illusory nine-headed turtle...a weapon, a manifestation of the collective will of the Living Origins- roared its challenge, its own power measured in dozens of quadrillions!

The clash between these two titans would be a spectacle of destruction that would reshape the very fabric of the Transcendent Origin Folds.

It would be an eye-opener, a lesson in the scale of power that entire factions of Living Existences could wield. But Noah found he did not care for their power nearly as much as he cared for his own!

He closed his eyes.

The cacophony of the unfolding apocalypse faded.

The roars of ancient beings, the terrified whispers of the surviving Dukes, the very hum of reality tearing itself apart...all of it dissolved into a profound and perfect silence.

"..."

He was no longer in a battlefield; he was adrift in the boundless, internal sea of his own existence!

He felt the beat of his heart.

THUMP.

It was the rhythm of his own story, a steady, defiant drum against the silence of the void.

And he breathed.

In that single exhalation, the world behind his eyelids erupted in a kaleidoscope of light!

Boundless colors, more vibrant and pure than any he had seen in the physical Folds, flashed and swirled around him.

It was the sensation of being back in that bubble of frozen time with Khor, a space where the raw architecture of existence was laid bare.

He could sense them all, every point of consciousness a unique star in his perception.

He felt the cold, unwavering light of Sigrid’s Order. The swirling, paradoxical chaos of Ozymandias. The deep, resonant hunger of Khor, still distant but a palpable weight on his senses.

He felt the nascent fury of his Legion- Ra’Zan, and the Ape, all burning with a shared, terrible purpose.

In this state of absolute clarity, of perfect connection to the core of his being, he gave the command.

A whisper in the quiet of his soul, yet a roar that shook the foundations of his existence.

’Take all my Complexity. Take all my Purity. Let it all flow into my Heart.’

Not the steady, rhythmic beat of before, but a glorious, heavy detonation of pure power!

The weakness vanished, consumed in an instant by a surge of unimaginable vitality.

The pain was gone, replaced by a sensation of fullness so complete it was intoxicating. His heart did not merely accept the influx of power; it devoured it, owned it, became it!

Bloody purple flames erupted first from the heart itself, a magnificent, royal conflagration that burned with the combined might of Tyranny and Quintessence.

They were not flames of destruction but of coronation, a declaration that a new sovereignty reigned within him!

The moment they engulfed his heart, his entire body began to billow with their light. His dark hair danced wildly, each strand a flickering violet-crimson filament. His skin, once fair, became a canvas for the glorious, bloody flames, and a unique, terrifying aura began to vibrate from him, a presence that was both a promise and a threat.

Prompts, rendered in a newly refined, almost conversational tone, bloomed in his vision.

|You have made the executive decision to pour your entire net worth into a single, high-risk asset.|

|Over 30+ Trillion in Complexity and Purity has been successfully transferred to your Heart.|

|Consequence: Your Heart has been temporarily designated as the Heart of Tyranny.|

|Effect: Your existence has been amplified exponentially. All exertions of your authority will now be channeled through the Heart and unleashed via the Haki of The Early Creature, Osmont to achieve your intended aims.|

|Primary Haki Functionality (Offensive): The outward exertion of your Heart of Tyranny will temporarily reduce the Complexity and Purity of enemies by 75 Trillion at its current stage.|

|Primary Haki Functionality (Supportive): The Heart of Tyranny can be used to Shroud allies, granting them a temporary expression of similar power.| 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

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