Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4793

Chapter 4793: You Could Never Be Me! II

The figure of Khaotikos the Unbound floated up and laughed madly!

His voice boomed out like bells of chaos!

"BAHAHA! WHAT IS THIS?! WHAT IS HAPPENING?!"

Ontikos remained still, but his body flared with multicolored flames that had not been there before. The most stable structure in the Arena was experiencing agitation.

And Glossikos...

She looked toward Noah with a gaze as if she had been betrayed!

As if she asked... dude, what the fuck?!

If he was going to give away the Claim of The First Tongue, he was just with her bathing inside pools moments ago! He had contributed 9 new Phonemes! He had gone through all 9 Cycles of Katharsis! He had achieved the distinction of Absolute Immovable Object!

And now he was just... giving it away?!

What was most anger-inducing was the fact that none of them could even interfere in this battle or enter the Arena.

Unless...

Glossikos looked toward Paradoxos.

Paradoxos also turned to look at her.

And the two of them turned to look at the other two Absolutes on their thrones.

If all four of them came to the same decision, they could override the rules of anything in this domain!

Beings at this level communicated extremely fast. Glossikos and Paradoxos communicated with Khaotikos and Ontikos as they got closer and closer to the Arena boundary, asking for all four of them to be in agreement to open it up.

Whoever could get to the Heart first, it was fair game!

And yet...

"Bahaha... where’s the fun in that? NO!"

Khaotikos shockingly denied them!

Glossikos and Paradoxos looked toward him with anger that could have collapsed lesser beings.

They could only whip their heads back to observe.

A radiant book and Heart which represented the very Claim for The First Tongue was floating toward THE Weavers! 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Now, with how every single Absolute who could not get their hands on it was reacting, one could understand how THE Weavers felt when they had the very thing that everybody wanted coming straight for them.

Their eyes seemed to pulse with disbelief and incredulity.

They didn’t even need to ascertain whether this was a trick or anything, because as Absolutes, they could feel it!

They could feel that Noah had truly and completely laid out his Claim in that Heart and in that Grimoire!

If they took it...

If they accepted the weight of that Way and Civilization...

They would effectively be holding the Claim to the very First Tongue.

One of THE Four!

THE Four!

OH!

"Mine! Mine!! MINE!"

BOOM!

All three bodies of THE Weavers surged with Immensity!

Their hands outstretched toward the book and the Heart! Even the three of them, which were the same person, were fighting over who could get their hands on it first.

"MINE!"

The joy and euphoria on the faces of THE Weavers was absolute.

Every single one of them grabbed hold of the Grimoire and Heart.

And they sensed it!

Unbelievably, they sensed the Claim to THE First Tongue in their hands!

Even now, as they held it right in their hands, they turned toward Noah at his open chest. He was looking at them calmly.

As if they were looking at him and shaking their heads while asking... what the fuck, man? This is like, really real?!

Thereafter, they only shook their heads as if to say, what a fucking buffoon that guy was!

The euphoria of The First Tongue was just that intense.

Because this effectively meant they would be in the rare company of entities like THE Creature and THE Living Paradox and THE Primordial Chaos!

As they held the Heart and Grimoire, Glossikos outside howled out with agony and valor as if she was seeing her lover taken by another right in front of her eyes.

Paradoxos had an extremely vile expression, both faces twisted with identical fury!

Khaotikos continued to laugh, but even his laughter had taken on an edge.

Ontikos remained still, but the multicolored flames around him blazed brighter.

And in the Arena, THE Weavers roared out...

"THE First Tongue is mine! Mine! I shall take it from the hands of the unworthy! I shall claim... THE First Tongue!"

THE Weavers cackled while saying such words.

Incandescent blue-gold light shone everywhere.

On the other side, Noah watched on with an imperious glare.

THE Weavers began to flicker with an endless light of Mana!

An Infinite light of Mana!

An Infinite light of The First Tongue!

"KAAAAA!"

"What is this?! WHAT IS THIS?! IT IS TOO MUCH!"

BOOM!

"You seek to hold and claim The First Tongue."

"But... do you hold any Infinities within you to bear the Infinity of The First Tongue?"

BOOM!

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