Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4721

Chapter 4721: Depth! V

The action was a glorious and heavy one!

Noah had come here prepared for battle. He had expected to test his Thesis against Fundamental Depth resistance, to see how his Archai performed under pressure, to learn the limits of his Formless Depth through conflict! Instead, his enemy had simply... surrendered.

It felt anticlimactic.

It felt-

WUU!

At such a pivotal moment, a terrifying aura bloomed.

Noah’s eyes flashed coldly as even though he moved, it was still too fast.

It was Half-Step Absolute Depth making a move, and it was undeniable.

BOOM!

Before anything could even be perceived or seen, an immense pressure smacked Noah from the skies and forcefully pushed him down. The weight was beyond anything Gal’Thûrak had produced!

It was gravity multiplied by authority multiplied by the sheer immensity of a being that stood half a step from the absolute peak of existence.

A Declaration bloomed in the skies above, words of power that rewrote local reality with the casual ease of breathing.

"Only those with my permission can remain floating."

BOOM!

It was a heavy and profound Declaration!

Noah’s body plummeted.

The Arche of Perpetual Harvest worked frantically to convert the incoming force, but even at any percentage conversion, the remaining percentage was staggering. His Formless Depth screamed that he should be able to resist this, that normal rules didn’t apply to him, but the gap between Intermediate and Half-Step Absolute was not a gap that could be bridged through quality alone.

Not yet.

His feet hit the obsidian flaming earth of Muspelheim with force that sent shockwaves rippling outward. A crater formed beneath him, spreading cracks through the primordial stone that had existed since before differentiation. Flames erupted around him, responding to the violence of his landing with sympathetic fury.

And there he stood.

His figure shone with defiance in the heart of that crater. Blue-gold light crackled across his body, his Mana responding to the assault with instinctive resistance. His robes of crystallized starlight had torn in places, revealing skin that gleamed with the same azure-golden luminescence. His hair whipped around his face from residual force, and his eyes blazed with light that refused to dim.

He did not stumble.

He did not fall.

He stood in that crater as if he had chosen to be there, as if the earth of Muspelheim should be honored to support his weight, as if being forced from the sky was merely an inconvenience rather than a humiliation!

And he calmly raised his head to look above.

THE Living Spirit had appeared near Gal’Thûrak.

The entity was massive in a way that transcended physical dimension. Its form was composed of countless spirits compressed into a singular presence, faces and limbs and eyes all merged into something that was both one and many simultaneously. It burned with power that made the eternal flames of Muspelheim seem like candles, and its attention pressed down upon reality with weight that warped space itself.

This was Half-Step Absolute Depth.

This was what stood between the Fundamental and the true peak.

This was his true enemy.

|Declaration Impact Analysis|

|Declaration: "Only those with my permission can remain floating."|

|Source: THE Living Spirit (Half-Step Absolute Depth)|

|Effect: Forced grounding of all entities within Declaration radius who lack explicit permission.|

|Your Status: Grounded. The Declaration overrode your spatial positioning through raw authority differential.|

|Damage Assessment: Against anything with a glimmer of Absolute Depth, you still require unique means to stand against them. The immensity of their Depths is incalculable by normal standards.|

|Even with your Thesis in place, even with your Formless Depth and glorious Foundation, 40% of your existence’s integrity was affected and destabilized by the power of THE Living Spirit.|

|Current Recovery: Existence stabilizing. Damage converting to experience. The Arche of Perpetual Harvest is doing its best, but there’s only so much it can harvest from being slapped out of the sky like a particularly ambitious insect.|

"Grow a spine," THE Living Spirit said, his voice emerging from a thousand mouths simultaneously, "and never kneel again. The enemy is merely at Fundamental Depth."

BOOM!

"Sir didn’t answer when I called out before," Gal’Thûrak said, his voice calm despite the blow he had just received. "It almost seemed like you wanted me to sacrifice my Way to gather information about this enemy."

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