Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4481

Chapter 4481: Civilizational War! II

As things progressed toward readiness, Noah closed his eyes once more.

He relaxed against Elyndra’s thighs with comfortable familiarity.

His consciousness shifted focus toward another instance of himself, another body that was currently moving across The Wandering Territories.

It was time to see what ancient forces await within the frozen domain!

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The Wandering Territories.

The figures of Alexander Asmodeus and Seraphina Valorheart stood surrounded by hundreds of thousands of the most powerful Living Laws.

Sheer numbers meant nothing to the enemies they were about to face!

The most powerful Dukes of Law circled around them in protective formations.

The scene was filled with palpable tension...as if they were all preparing to open Pandora’s box that could systematically destroy them all.

The surroundings defied conventional description.

Multicolored oddities and impossible geometries filled the environment in every direction.

Floating crystalline structures that shifted through spectrum of colors without pattern.

Streams of liquid light flowing upward against gravity.

Fragments of reality suspended in configurations.

Ground that wasn’t quite solid, more like concentrated probability given temporary substance.

The Wandering Territories lived up to their name...territories that wandered through existence without stable anchor.

Seraphina’s voice emerged with hesitation that she clearly struggled to contain.

"Alexander, are we certain about this course of action? Opening the Injunction Sanctuary represents unprecedented risk as if we cannot overcome them..."

Her crimson eyes reflected mounting concern.

"Why...do you trust Osmont so completely?"

Alexander looked at her calmly.

His reply was simple. Direct.

"We come from the same place, Seraphina."

He paused deliberately.

They came from the same place. That was it?!

As they continued their quiet discussion...

Space rippled nearby.

The entrance was dramatic without being ostentatious.

Noah arrived.

Alone.

He was adorned in emperor’s robe woven from obsidian-gold material that seemed to absorb and reflect light simultaneously.

His hair shone with obsidian-cold allure that made it appear carved from precious stone.

But his eyes...

His eyes held sense of immensity and ancientness that transcended his apparent physical age.

Even though he appeared here without visible entourage or escort...

The mere pressure he emanated seemed to suffocate all the Living Laws present!

As if the moment he arrived, all routes through existence began rotating around him and nobody else.

He felt like ancient entity whose visage alone would command existence wherever he manifested.

The hundreds of thousands of Living Laws felt their frameworks trembling involuntarily.

Many struggled not to collapse to their knees from sheer proximity to such concentrated authority.

Noah simply nodded toward Alexander after his arrival with casual acknowledgment.

Alexander’s voice emerged with practical inquiry.

"Your forces?"

His forces.

At such question, Noah waved his hand with dismissive gesture.

Behind him, space tore apart violently as three massive rifts formed simultaneously!

The rifts were glorious in their construction.

Each one spanning hundreds of meters in diameter.

Edges crackling with concentrated authority that made surrounding reality distort.

The first rift pulsed with obsidian-gold radiance.

The second burned with obsidian-crimson intensity.

The third glowed with verdant-gold luminescence.

And from these three massive rifts...

Noah’s forces began emerging.

The specialists of The Iron Concordat, The Crimson Hunger, and The Verdant Cycle factions materialized through their respective portals.

Each entity looked like massive titan already fully armored in their Civilizational Armor.

But more than that, they manifested in complete forms representing their Civilization Specializations!

The Infinite Bulwark specialists emerged like living fortresses.

Covered in layered crystalline plates of obsidian-gold that overlapped with sophisticated precision.

Eyes glowing with steady silver light.

Each step causing minor reality stabilization effects.

The Hungering Maw specialists manifested as predatory nightmares!

Sleek forms covered in crimson-obsidian tentacles that writhed with barely contained aggression.

Multiple serrated maws visible across their bodies.

Eyes burning with ravenous crimson light.

The Vital Chorus specialists radiated restorative authority.

Wreathed in green-gold-blue light that pulsed like heartbeat.

Covered in intricate mandala patterns that glowed with healing power.

Eyes shining with compassionate emerald brilliance.

The terrifying immensity and concentrated power they all emanated was overwhelming.

It appeared as if three different colored armies were systematically pouring through the rifts.

One massive force shining obsidian-gold.

Another burning obsidian-crimson.

The last glowing verdant-gold.

They continued flooding out of the rifts with systematic precision.

Until a terrifying monstrous army of 5 million from each faction had fully manifested!

A combined force of 15 Million total entities!

It was utterly excessive, complete overkill for any normal engagement.

And even this represented only portion of the forces Noah could deploy!

The vast majority of these fifteen million were, naturally, Primus Inevitabilities who had undergone Specialization.

But the sheer visual spectacle of five million entities colored and armored identically showed glorious depiction of three separate armies moving under unified command.

One faction displayed armaments that pulsed with obsidian-gold shields emblazoned on their chests.

Another bore crimson-gold jaws as identifying markers.

The Vital Chorus carried verdant-gold wings surrounded by leaves as their symbol.

Several actually did collapse to their knees despite attempts to maintain composure.

They were wholly, utterly glad they weren’t his enemies.

"The Injunction Sanctuary of Law represents a domain frozen across eons of time through concentrated power of THE Living Law themselves. It does not possess preset physical location that one can simply travel toward to arrive."

"One simply requires the key. And with the inheritance I obtained from THE Living Law’s remnant will... I possess that key."

"Something that troubles me substantially is that their parent Civilizations within THE Loom have continued advancing over all these eons. The moment these frozen forces are released from THE Living Law’s imposed stasis..."

"Justice delayed is justice denied. No existence stands above the Law’s reach... so let the Law impose itself systematically on the unworthy. Open."

HUUM!

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