Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4766

Chapter 4766: I Wish To Expand! II

His words were like pouring oil into fire!

Boundless Depths rose and surged all around!

All Hoplites and Lochagoi here clamored with utter incredulity as they analyzed this brand new Phoneme! Their minds raced to understand what they were seeing! Their foundations trembled as core beliefs were being restructured in real time!

In the distance and hidden in the back, a few Polemarchs floated forward with faces of shock!

These were beings who had achieved THE Fundamental Depth within this domain! Beings whose mastery of The First Tongue had been considered supreme among the Glossarians! And they looked at this new Phoneme with expressions that ranged from disbelief to dawning wonder!

Most wanted to say this was impossible.

Most wanted to declare that such a thing could not be viable.

But as Glossarians, they could tell it was genuine and true!

The Phoneme of Infinity was not a trick. It was not an illusion. It was not some elaborate deception designed to fool those who should know better.

It was real.

It was functional.

It was a genuine addition to The First Tongue itself.

So much so that in the next moment, with trembling fingers, one of the Polemarchs floated fully into view.

He looked like an old man despite being a Primordial Perfected Ginnu Lifeform. White hair flowed around a face carved with lines of ancient wisdom. His toga displayed Merit points in the hundreds. His eyes burned with the need to verify what he was witnessing.

In this heavy silence, he raised his finger.

He began to mimic what Noah had just written.

Stroke by stroke, trembling with each movement, the ancient Polemarch inscribed the Phoneme of Infinity into the air before him.

And it worked.

HUUM!

A smaller, less refined version of the Phoneme blazed into existence before the Polemarch!

"Infinity...!"

He said such words as if they were sacred!

His voice cracked with emotion that beings of his caliber rarely displayed! He looked at the Phoneme he had just created, then looked toward Noah with astonishment that bordered on reverence!

All Glossarians looked toward Noah with astonishment!

Their minds were buzzing!

There was a singular question permeating throughout the Logoseion, whispered and shouted and contemplated in equal measure!

Who had the capability to design a new letter of The First Tongue?!

Who was this being?!

What was THE Genesis Monarch?!

But even before they could fully contemplate this...

Noah spoke again.

But these words were not for them.

These words were for himself alone, declarations made in the depths of his existence where only his own consciousness could hear.

"This Phoneme, and others I shall unveil, shall have an Existential Tariff imposed on them!"

His internal voice carried the weight of absolute decree.

"In addition to any cost to enact this Phoneme, users must pay an additional 100% Existential Tariff for any usage of my Core Phonemes!"

His eyes blazed with Tyranny.

"And a 1,000% Existential Tariff for any usage by those aligned with Paradox!"

His Seals pulsed with enforcement authority.

"Every time anyone utilizes these Phonemes, a cost must be paid to me as if it were an inherent weight needed to be paid! This is the price of using what I have created! This is the tax upon my intellectual property! This is my harvest!"

...!

|EXISTENTIAL TARIFF SYSTEM INITIALIZED|

|You have chosen to fully and extensively spread your designed Core Phonemes across Existence.|

|This means: For every Unit of Everythings spent to utilize Infinity, Quintessence, Tyranny, Fortune, Advantage, Narrative, Harvest, Hunger, or Potential, an equal amount is automatically harvested and transferred to THE Genesis Monarch.|

|As your Core Phonemes are taught, learned, and utilized across Existence, the Tariff system expands accordingly.|

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