Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4482

Chapter 4482: Civilizational War! III

Far from the massive silver-white gateway that just opened.

In a region of existence hard to know or perceive.

Gold and obsidian radiance of Civilizational Authority of Paradox covered a box.

It could adequately be called Schrodinger’s Box.. existing in multiple states simultaneously.

Inside it, three bodies of Schrodinger lay in what appeared to be deep sleep.

At this moment, the Living Paradoxical body opened its eyes with immense effort.

The action seemed to require tremendous power just to accomplish such simple movement.

Those eyes revealed an extremely ancient will flowing through them, consciousness far older than the body suggested.

He seemed incapable of moving even a single muscle beyond opening his eyes.

And yet a smile formed on his lips.

His eyes curved with devilish glare mixing amusement and malicious satisfaction.

Those bright eyes of paradox seemed to see the distant silver-white gateway that had just been opened, perceiving it across impossible distances through mechanisms that defied conventional observation.

His voice emerged as amused whisper.

"There was actually something like this that THE uptight Living Law actually concealed from my knowledge? And you all just... casually opened it? Hmm..."

Even though he spoke, terrifying oppressive force pressed down from all around him.

The surrounding existence itself was crushing his awareness!

He rolled his eyes with exaggerated annoyance.

"Okay, okay, I get the message. Your Existence remains sufficiently powerful even now to systematically suppress me outside THE Loom."

His smile widened despite the pressure.

"But this won’t prevent me from having some modest fun while I wait patiently to harvest all my carefully cultivated efforts. I consider this... a side mission really. Just something to occupy my mind and keep me mentally engaged before The Fallout occurs."

His tone darkened.

"Because after The Fallout does manifest... even I will need to remain on my tiptoes..."

...!

His words carried terrifying implications about what exactly The Fallout represented.

After finishing addressing the oppressive surrounding existence, his smile became even more devilish.

"Emotive and Elemental chicklets frozen in that Sanctuary, yes? Let’s have their parent Civilizations within THE Loom release some of their accumulated grandeur into their frozen subordinates who tragically missed their entry into salvation."

...!

The words were profoundly heavy and ominous.

The surrounding existence pressed down with even greater force!

The heavy eyelids of THE Living Paradox were forcefully closed by external pressure, his consciousness being systematically suppressed.

But he maintained his playful smile throughout.

As if he simply found all of this utterly, delightfully amusing.

Let them play their little war games.

The real entertainment comes after.

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Past the massive silver-white gateway.

In the Injunction Sanctuary of Law.

Noah entered without any perceptible fear or hesitation.

Beside him, Khor floated with predatory grace.

Her voice emerged with barely contained anticipation.

"I may go just a little bit wild this time around, Outsider. Fair warning."

At these words, Noah nodded calmly with an expression suggesting such behavior was not merely permitted but encouraged.

"Go as wild as your nature demands. If we discover answers within this frozen domain, good. If there are no useful answers..."

His smile turned tyrannical.

"I’ll simply claim the harvest instead."

...!

His words pulsed with concentrated authority. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Brilliant silver-white light shone around them as existence began revealing itself with absolute clarity.

Noah and his assembled forces found themselves spilling out into...

Stretches of shattered fold canyons so incomprehensibly vast it felt less like geography and more like act of existential violence.

The floor was chaotic jumble of terrain types that shouldn’t coexist.

Radiant stellar dried Fold riverbeds that glowed with residual authority.

Broken mesas rising like shattered teeth.

The pulverized remains of entire Folds scattered like dust across impossible distances.

These fold canyons stretched outward for Gigaparsecs in all directions.

They shone with accumulated brutality from conflicts that had raged here eons ago.

Almost unbreathable despite not requiring conventional respiration.

"Now this feeling... it’s a sensation of genuine danger I remember from eons past. This feeling of mounting hunger I actively crave!"

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