Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4800

Chapter 4800: THE Weaver of Existence I

THE Secretive Eon simply stated how he wasn’t the only one to have killed an Absolute.

Noah reevaluated her again.

He wanted to ask who she collapsed but...he left it alone as her words did catch his interest.

The vacuum where THE Weavers had died, where an incandescent beam of pure Depth had smashed into him, had continued to increase in Immensity. The hemorrhaging authority of a collapsed Absolute was still flowing, still seeking its rightful destination.

And just as she said it was about time...

Something began to form within that vacuum in THE Palaestra!

He looked at Eon calmly.

She smiled back at him, her gaze stretching out across the Stoa of Dogmata as if she could perceive everything occurring in that distant Arena.

"I counted you out and thought you were not ready."

Her voice came measured and wise, holding the weight of someone who had learned to accept when they were wrong.

"Killing an Absolute is a sign as any on whether you are ready or not."

She tilted her head thoughtfully.

"Depending on what you can take from what made them an Absolute... you may even have your answers."

Her smile grew warmer.

"Have fun with THE Absolute Existential Palace of THE Weavers."

She began to drift backward, settling into a comfortable position in the air.

"Rarely do such things form. Rarely... do Absolutes die."

Her eyes held something that might have been nostalgia.

"Only the killer has access to it. If that wasn’t the case, everyone would swarm toward the grave of THE Weavers like vultures to carrion."

She waved her hand dismissively.

"So enjoy it, big guy. You are deserving of it."

Her tone shifted slightly, becoming more serious.

"Just make sure that the chaos you caused doesn’t affect my Disciple. You still have to bring her out."

Her eyes sharpened.

"She comes out, we can get started on our mutual work."

...!

After she said this, she sat down comfortably.

As if absolutely nothing had changed.

As if what had just occurred would not change anything of her plans.

As if the first death of an Absolute since THE Fallout was merely a minor development in whatever grand design she was weaving.

Noah calmly looked at her.

He wondered.

Just what had changed from his actions?

And what... would be the response from THE Living Paradox?

THE Weavers had been his instruments. His weapons. His eyes and ears across Observable Existence. They had served him since before THE Fallout, cutting and weaving fates according to his design.

And now they were gone.

Permanently.

Would THE Living Paradox retaliate immediately?

Would he send more of the forces of THE Loom?

Would he come himself?

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