Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4780

Chapter 4780: Leaders and Kings IV

Noah looked at all of these prompts as he turned his gaze back to Glossikos.

"Nothing is ever meaningless."

His voice came heavy with conviction.

"I may not have the Depth of an Absolute, but I can do things that only Absolutes can. And I can even do things that no Absolutes can."

His eyes blazed with the fire of someone who refused to accept limitations imposed by others.

"You, nor THE Creature, nor any others can design new letters of The First Tongue, and yet I did."

...!

His words were heavy!

Glossikos looked at him and smiled.

Then she laughed with genuine amusement.

"You wouldn’t be able to understand or do anything about anything before Absolute. Simple as that."

Her voice carried the certainty of someone stating fundamental truth.

"You can hate me for this just as I hate what THE Four stand for. When you get to that point, you actually won’t even need for me or anyone else to tell you anything."

Her obsidian-blue eyes held his without flinching.

"You will know yourself."

...!

Noah frowned at these words.

Cryptic nonsense or genuine wisdom?

He couldn’t tell.

But he didn’t have time to dwell on it.

He rose up out of the Pool of Lethe.

The obsidian-gold waters cascaded off his form as he emerged, steam rising from skin that had been fundamentally transformed by the Cycles of Katharsis. His muscular figure gleamed with vitality that exceeded what it had held mere moments before. His toga wrapped around him with renewed elegance, the fabric seeming to recognize that its wearer had become something grander.

Glossikos looked at him from where she remained floating in the pool.

"Oh, what I can do is bypass all the other requirements for you to grasp the Lochagos ranking and attain the Polemarch ranking."

Her smile became something sharper.

"You have been saying you wanted to kill THE Weavers that arrived in here, right?"

She laughed.

"Haha, a tall fucking order, but good luck. The most I can do is make Paradoxos not interfere."

She waved her hand casually.

"But I can at least allow you to be a Polemarch to try it."

...!

She finally said something good!

And she acted on it immediately!

HUUM!

The glorious change that unfolded was visible to the naked eye!

Noah’s toga shifted and transformed!

The simple garments of a Hoplite dissolved into light, replaced by the more elaborate attire of a Lochagos, multiple layers of inscribed fabric, Phonemes burning brighter across the surface. But even that didn’t last.

The toga transformed again!

The adornments of a Polemarch materialized around his form!

Rich blue-gold fabric that seemed woven from crystallized authority itself. Inscriptions that didn’t just display Phonemes but actively channeled their power. A laurel wreath that burned with the light of compressed linguistic mastery. Upon his chest, a golden pin depicted a shield, spear, and laurel wreath intertwined...the symbol of a War Leader of Wisdom.

|RANK ADVANCEMENT CONFIRMED|

|Previous Rank: Hoplite (Citizen-Soldier)|

|New Rank: POLEMARCH (War Leader of Wisdom)|

|Advancement Method: Direct elevation by Strategos Glossikos the Articulate|

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