Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4500

Chapter 4500: Dawn I

THE Civilizational Authority Resistance.

THE Organ of Civilization.

Noah heard these words booming across his existence while he felt the immense amplified Effort across his being, from the moment he was born and even before, all flowing towards this singular purpose.

What was this?

He analyzed the concept with cold logic even as his existence burned. He was too far away from THE. Even though Complexity and Purity could not be considered the immense factors in attaining THE, even though right now he was in the Septillions, he instinctively knew that he was truly far away from the next Scale of Existence.

So for him to be awakening anything that had capital THE in the name was utterly astounding.

And the only way that it made sense was through the simple words that echoed in his mind.

Only THE Civilizational Authority can go against THE Civilizational Authority.

The Glorious Evolution that all of his accumulated effort was seeking to impose could only have something with THE in it or it would have been ineffective against the curse. The logic was sound. Existence itself was confirming it.

So at this moment, as Noah felt the excruciating pain of burning across the entirety of his existence, he observed as the immense amplified effort of his entire life caused a singularity to bloom.

HUUM!

This singularity was unique. This singularity was colorless, like concentrated Quintessence itself. And it bloomed at the very center of his brain, nestled in the space between thought and being.

It felt extremely delicate and intricate as he examined it with his inner senses. Any single thing that could possibly go wrong would cause everything to collapse. The structure was fragile, newly born, struggling to maintain coherence.

And yet, Noah felt unfathomable amounts of effort and Civilizational Authority of Mana and Hunger flow into it like rivers feeding an ocean. And the moment that it was fully formed...

"Ah..."

He couldn’t help but gasp as sensation overwhelmed analysis for a brief moment.

This point of colorless brilliance began to feel like a fundamental part of his existence, as natural as his heartbeat or the flow of Primus Mana through his channels. And at this moment, he observed something remarkable.

The crimson-gold flames that were burning him and permeating across his existence could not find their entry into this colorless brilliance.

It became the only part of his existence that was not affected by the curse from THE Living Elemental.

And the moment it emerged, a sensation of coolness erupted from it like a wave washing across a shore. It spread across his existence with gentle but persistent force, and it made the excruciating pain... slightly less excruciating.

Slightly more bearable.

It was not relief, not truly, but it was the difference between drowning and keeping one’s head above water.

As Noah felt this sensation and catalogued it with careful precision, new prompts bloomed before his vision.

|THE Organ of Civilization is forming.|

|There are countless ways to attain THE distinction, countless paths to enter The Civilizational Scale of Existence.|

|As of this moment, you are embarking on your own novel way as your Primus Mana has paved the path alongside immense effort and harvest to bring something new into what is considered Observable Existence.|

|THE Organ of Civilization has bloomed within your existence.|

|Classification: It can be considered akin to a stairway towards THE, towards The Civilizational Scale of Existence.|

|Current Effect: With THE Organ of Civilization forming, you have gained 1% THE Civilizational Authority Resistance.|

|THE Immolation Of The Sacrilegious Savage can now be withstood with slightly less excruciating pain, but the pain still persists at a high intensity.|

|THE Organ of Civilization is inherently connected with your Primordial Civilization of Mana and Hunger.|

1% THE Civilizational Authority Resistance.

Noah raised his hand with deliberate slowness, testing the change. Gloriously, it did not tremble from the pain as he stood on the surface of the Cultivation Citadel. His entire existence was still being burned by crimson-gold flames, but at this moment... he did not tremble.

His eyes flashed with a sense of solemnity as he looked inward, examining the space in his brain where THE Organ of Civilization lay. He could barely perceive its circular shape and the colorless brilliance that reminded him of pure Quintessence.

When THE Living Elemental cursed his existence with such malice and certainty, never could he have possibly dreamed that Noah would somehow gain this as a byproduct, could he?

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