Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4728

Chapter 4728: All Things Live And Die II

Muspeli Lifeforms were ancient beyond measure, their origins stretching back to the time of differentiation itself when The First Tongue was still settling into the patterns that would define it for eons to come.

They were akin to an idealized blueprint of The First Tongue during that primordial era, their very existence shaped by the linguistic foundations of reality in ways that made them uniquely sensitive to its nuances and fluctuations. They held just as much if not more connection and sensitivity to The First Tongue compared to Ginnu Lifeforms from Ginnungagap, their Phonemes resonating with frequencies that other entities could barely perceive let alone replicate.

Where Ginnu Lifeforms had developed in the depths of Ginnungagap, Muspeli Lifeforms had emerged in the eternal flames that burned before fire learned to consume, their forms shaped by heat that was less combustion and more pure expression of primordial energy.

And Muspelheim itself was unfathomably vast.

The realm stretched across distances that defied conventional measurement, gigaparsecs upon gigaparsecs of burning landscape that had existed since before differentiation separated the realms and would likely continue burning long after the current conflicts had faded into forgotten history. Obsidian plains gave way to crystallized mountains of magma, which gave way to rivers of molten gold, which gave way to forests of flame that grew and spread and consumed and regrew in cycles that had been repeating since time learned to flow forward.

The Muspeli Giants lived in scattered clusters all over this incomprehensible expanse, each cluster forming its own domain with its own traditions and its own interpretations of The First Tongue’s sacred teachings. They were not unified under a single ruler or governing body, but rather existed as a confederation of powers bound together by their shared heritage and their mutual commitment to preserving the linguistic foundations that had given them existence.

They had elected Protectors to stand over each domain cluster of Muspeli Lifeforms, beings of immense power who had proven themselves worthy of guardianship through trials that would have broken lesser entities. Surtra THE Esteemed Whisperer was one such Protector, her authority over her domain cluster absolute and her dedication to The First Tongue unwavering.

Some Protectors were similar to her in power, standing at THE Fundamental Depth of Absolute Sovereignty with Ways that had been refined over eons of careful cultivation. Others were even grander, having pushed beyond Fundamental into the rarefied heights of Half-Step Absolute where the gap between themselves and true Absolutes became measurable in ways that mattered.

But each one was astonishing in their own right!

They preserved and protected what they knew of The First Tongue, maintaining libraries of Phonemes and repositories of linguistic knowledge that had survived THE Fallout and all the chaos that came before it. They took care of this sacred place burning with the glorious allure of The First Tongue, ensuring that its flames never dimmed and its language never fell silent.

For eons, they had waited.

For eons, they had protected.

And now, the Bells of Muspelheim were ringing because The One Who Laid The Claim had finally appeared.

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At this time, an unknown gigaparsecs away from the region where Noah was facing down THE Living Spirit, a very different scene was unfolding.

The forces of THE Living Concept had paid dearly for every inch of ground they had claimed.

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