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Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4641

Chapter 4641: Half My Weight!

In Existence, many believed connections with others weren’t important.

That they could accomplish everything themselves through sheer individual will and power.

That bonds were weaknesses to avoid rather than strengths to cultivate.

While this approach could work in some cases, the truth was simpler: connections ruled Existence at the deepest levels.

Consider Ains, The Fisherman.

He’d formed connections with Ul’moreth and the other Ginnu Lifeforms across countless eons.

When THE Primordial Chaos arrived to test him with impossible choices, those connections meant Ains chose sacrifice over self-preservation.

He gave a warning. He tried to protect those he’d bonded with across time.

Or Ul’moreth himself, THE Primeval Titan.

He’d forged a teaching bond with Noah in Ginnungagap.

When the moment of crisis arrived, when THE Primordial Chaos held Noah’s hand in that terrible grip, Ul’moreth burned his very Way of Primordial Continuity to switch places with his student.

The connection between teacher and student proved stronger than survival instinct.

Or examine THE Creature’s own actions.

He’d allowed Noah to complete his Temporal Traversal not out of mercy, but because of the connections Noah had forged.

Those connections meant Noah’s influence had spread to entities who would be locked in The Belly of Existence. THE Belly of Existence!

Entities whose enhanced cultivation across eons would benefit THE Creature himself through the connection of imprisonment.

Even THE Living Origin’s collapse by THE Living Paradox had come about because of connections.

Her backing of THE Creature had created chances that Paradox exploited.

Connections shaped outcomes at every level of power.

While you didn’t absolutely need bonds or connections to succeed in Existence, they certainly made the path easier, more stable, and stronger.

Isolation wasn’t strength. It was just isolation.

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In the isolated region of collapse where Noah had layered waves of Logos to create a veiled domain, the air hummed with building power.

His existence was being reinforced by waves of boundless harvest and Infinite Potential stemming from his actions and their cascading consequences, and he stared at another manifestation of that same Potential made flesh.

Tor and THE Living Origin.

Two entities who shouldn’t exist in this era, now standing before him because of the closed temporal loop he’d created.

Tor had his attention taken by Khor, who still clung to him with desperate relief.

Meanwhile, THE Living Origin stared straight at Noah with a gaze mixing confusion and deep serenity.

This was an entity who’d been collapsed by THE Living Paradox himself.

One of those who should have enjoyed the Weavings of The Belly of Existence, of THE Prison where THE Creature locked everything within The Infinite Unfurling.

That alone should have made her incredibly powerful across the eons.

And yet THE Living Paradox had still managed to collapse her even with all the accumulated power that THE Creature’s prison had granted her.

That single fact said a lot about the true power and schemes of THE Living Paradox.

At this time, THE Living Origin finally made her move.

She looked at Noah with those endless golden eyes and spoke. Eons weighed down every word.

"Existence is filled with mysteries beyond counting. But there are only a select few entities who are truly capable of fighting against and controlling the flow of Existence itself. By doing what you’re doing, by bringing us back from Infinite Potential, by challenging the established order, you’re placing yourself among the ranks of those who seek to hold Existence in their palms."

She paused before continuing with building intensity.

"THE Creature. THE Living Paradox. THE Primordial Chaos. THE Living Temporal. THE Secretive Eon. THE Tongue Whisper. You would be seeking to climb to the ranks of these supreme beings who shape reality itself. Are you that type of being? Are you HIM?"

Was he HIM?

To be HIM meant more than simple power or classification.

It meant believing with absolute certainty that your Way was correct and worth any sacrifice.

"I am HIM."

HUUM!

THE Living Origin nodded slowly a moment later, as if his response confirmed something she’d suspected.

"In the past, I listened to another entity tell me the exact same thing with the same conviction. I followed him with complete loyalty. I believed him without reservation. And yet despite all that belief and backing, I was still collapsed by Paradox. Perhaps I should have never followed another’s vision. Perhaps I should have trusted only my own Way. But now, it’s far too late for such regrets. I’ve become cautious now through painful experience."

"Even though I understand that every action has a reaction, that causality demands equal exchange, I still have to be careful. I still have to be absolutely certain before committing fully. So for now, as gratitude for bringing my Way and Existence back to bloom in this era, I’ll give half of the Weight of my Way towards your brilliance. Towards your vision and your Way."

"If you allow me to observe your actions for a while longer, if you demonstrate that your vision truly differs from what came before, then I’ll decide whether to completely give my full weight and backing to you without reservation."

HUUM!

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