Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4772

Chapter 4772: Existence Is Too Vast! IV

The prompts were unique ones.

Noah read them calmly while feeling the continued immensity of his existence grow with each passing moment.

The immensity of his Physique of THE Indestructible Lexicon of Absolute Weight that was made up of THE 27 Seals of Absolute Tongue... he felt it all get so much heavier!

Even though his actual power was supposed to be spilling into THE Fundamental Depth!

Even though he should have been advancing toward higher classifications!

But at this moment, as if he could envision muscles for THE Surface Depth and THE Intermediate Depth...

Especially because of his body here in THE Agora of Primordial Judgment...

He felt like the muscles of these prior Depths were still thin.

As if they had not been worked out enough.

As if they were not as big as they could potentially be.

So the terrifying harvest that was stemming from the usage of his Phonemes across Observable Existence for the first time...

|FOUNDATION REINFORCEMENT IN PROGRESS|

|Incoming harvest is flooding into your Foundational Physique to reinforce your determined immensity at THE Surface Depth and THE Intermediate Depth simultaneously.|

|This is an unprecedented event.|

|Most entities advance through Depths and never look back.|

|Their foundations at lower Depths remain static, unchanged from the moment they progressed.|

|You are different.|

|Your foundations continue to grow even as you advance.|

|Current Assessment:|

|A rough approximation has been made based on comparative analysis with known Absolute-class entities.|

|THE Surface Depth:|

|Your Weight at this classification currently exceeds 175/100th of what current powerful Absolutes like THE Creature held at the same stage.| 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

|You are nearly twice as heavy at Surface Depth as THE Creature was when he occupied that classification.|

|THE Intermediate Depth:|

|Your Weight at this classification holds 200/100th of what current Absolutes held at the same stage.|

|You are exactly twice as fat at Intermediate Depth as THE Creature was.|

|THE Grimoire of Infinite Lexicons Assessment:|

|Likely, much grander immensity is possible.|

|Its pages are still blank and ready to be filled with endless compressed foundations.|

|The ceiling has not been found.|

|The limit has not been reached.|

|Continue building.|

...!

Yes!

He felt gloriously fat and heavy all around!

Every single one of the twenty-seven Seals that represented his compressed power... it felt like each one was becoming so dense, so weighty, so impossibly heavy that if he took just one and threw it at an enemy...

He would smash a Fundamental Depth entity with it and reject a Declaration!

This was the power that he was building!

This was the foundation that would eventually support his ascent to heights that even THE Four had not reached!

At this time, his eyes opened wide to the immense silence in the Logoseion.

The Glossarians were looking at him with awe after his proclamation.

Hoplites stared with expressions that had transcended mere shock into something approaching fervor. Lochagoi analyzed the nine floating Phonemes with desperate intensity, trying to memorize every stroke, every curve, every nuance of meaning. Even the Polemarchs who had emerged from the shadows watched with eyes that burned with questions they barely dared to ask.

After this brief period of silence...

Moments later, multiple Polemarchs began to come out one after another!

Primordial Perfected Ginnu Lifeforms who held the heavy power of Fundamental Depth entities! Beings whose Weight within this domain made them feel like they were nearing the level of Half-Step Absolute Depth! Ancient scholars who had dedicated their existences to understanding The First Tongue!

They encircled the figure of Noah!

Not threateningly. Not with hostility. But with the careful reverence of those who had just witnessed something that exceeded their understanding of what was possible.

One was an entity that had a humanoid body seemingly made out of countless blue-gold pages.

Her form rustled with every movement, inscriptions shifting across her surface as if she was a living library given consciousness. Her eyes shone brilliantly at this moment, filled with questions that multiplied faster than she could process them.

"Is it possible if we take sir out of here momentarily to another place?"

Her voice came respectful but urgent.

Whatever she wanted to discuss, whatever questions she needed answered... they were too important for the public setting of the Logoseion.

Noah looked at this and nodded.

Then he turned around and pointed toward Lumivara, Ul’moreth, and Skoll.

The little fox watched with shining eyes, her injuries from Gilgamesh and THE Weavers’ assault seemingly forgotten in the excitement of what her Master had just accomplished.

Ul’moreth stood with ancient dignity, his countless hairs rippling with pride.

And Skoll sat like a very good dog while looking up toward Noah, his tail wagging slowly, his neon flames flickering with patient loyalty. He didn’t understand what had happened. He didn’t need to understand. He was simply happy to be here with his Master!

"Them as well."

...!

"Continue comprehending and utilizing the newly introduced Phonemes of The First Tongue."

"Keep your loyalty to The First Tongue tight."

"And your mouths even tighter."

...!

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