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Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4791

Chapter 4791: Making History!

Sometimes, one had to tune out the noise completely.

Regardless of whether there were thousands of entities who had all forged their Civilizations situated across The Palaestra.

Regardless of whether the four Absolutes sat on their thrones or not!

Noah looked at Skoll and finished rubbing his head.

"Alright, go to that hairy old man there and the little fox. Stay with them no matter what, okay?"

He pointed toward the distance where Ul’moreth and Lumivara stood alongside Lunaris and Ophelia and other Glossarians.

Skoll nodded with shining eyes!

He was no longer bound by the power that had kept him in the Substitution Circle. With a flash of neon light, he disappeared and reappeared right between Ul’moreth and Lumivara!

His tail wagged happily as he sat down like a good boy, ready to watch his Master do whatever his Master needed to do.

Noah stood up imperiously.

He looked at the other end of the Arena where at this moment, there was nobody on the other side.

And yet he remained standing.

His body began to billow with flames.

Blue-gold plasmic fire wrapped around his form like a second skin, his toga shining resplendently beneath the radiance. The Phonemes inscribed across his garments blazed brighter. The adornments of his Polemarch status caught light that seemed to come from within him rather than from any external source.

His immense foundations exceeding even THE Creature at this stage began to leak out and spread!

A sense of suffocation radiated from him!

Absolute Immovable Object!

He was an absolute immovable as at this moment, where his feet stood, he would not be moved! The Reckoning Stone beneath him seemed to groan under the weight of his presence. The air compressed around his form. Reality itself acknowledged that something heavy had planted itself in this spot.

And his aura stretched out maddeningly!

Even from afar, a sense of suffocation no Fundamental Depth entity should have radiated from him. Hoplites in the lowest seats felt their breathing grow labored. Lochagoi shifted uncomfortably under the pressure. Even some Polemarchs raised eyebrows at the intensity bleeding off this single being.

The loud noises turned into hushed whispers soon enough.

And Noah continued tuning everything out.

An instant later...

WUU!

The figures of THE Weavers appeared on the other end of the Arena!

Three bodies materialized simultaneously, each one identical to the others. Ancient crones with skin like weathered parchment, eyes of spinning gold that seemed to perceive threads invisible to all others. Their white hair flowed in patterns that defied natural movement. Their fingers were long and spindly, built for the task of cutting and weaving fate itself.

They gazed toward Noah with smiles and malice.

All three bodies even waved at him, casual gestures of greeting as if they were saying hello to a friend they were about to destroy. Their golden scissors gleamed at their sides. Their threads swirled around them in lazy spirals.

The disconnect between their friendly waves and the murderous intent in their eyes was jarring.

Moments after she appeared, three of the four thrones above seemed to have gained immense weight!

But Glossikos’s throne remained empty.

OOOH!

The Voice of Reckoning boomed out across The Palaestra.

"Welcome to The Circle of Reckoning! The Challenger, THE Weavers, Lochagoi of the Paradoxian Way, have arrived!"

The voice carried across every corner of the Arena.

"And though this may seem unfair as it appears to be three against one, the three are actually a single body separated! One existence divided across three forms! This is permitted under the rules of Challenge!"

A dramatic pause.

"And what a Challenge this is! This debate and battle is a grand one that depicts Paradox against The First Tongue in ways that many here do not even comprehend! This is a battle of philosophies that will-"

"Shut the fuck up."

BOOM!

Chapter 4791: Making History! 1

They were irrelevant to this moment.

"When was the last time that an Absolute fell?"

"Do you happen to know?"

BOOM!

Chapter 4791: Making History! 2

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