Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Chapter 4699: Eon! I

Eon.

This was the only distinction he got from a being who was powerful enough to actually sense when The First Tongue was being utilized and accessed by him to find out information. That level of power alone was ridiculous, and when paired with the name, even if Noah had a single working brain cell, he immediately and directly went to the distinction of THE Secretive Eon.

"Fucking hell..."

And he could not help but curse as he smiled. A Monstrous being right outside the gate!

If his thought process was right and the entity there was actually someone on the same caliber as THE Living Paradox, or THE Creature, or THE Primordial Chaos, this would be the first entity of this stature that Noah had seen who had only gazed at him with slight interest before looking away as if he did not matter.

She only made an action when he made an action. She only responded.

And it made sense that a wave of the hand of such a being could decimate more than eighty percent of his protection and power.

But Noah now came to a crossroads where he had to ask himself what exactly he would do with the information that he had received from the Partial Simulation.

He knew that the information regarding THE Corrupted Vault was indispensable, with that domain itself being something extremely unique. His own Weavings of Advantage and Fortune were pointing to this place as something that could greatly elevate his power and immensity.

But it was a risk.

The action of meeting one of the terrifying entities in the same caliber as THE Creature, THE Primordial Chaos, and THE Living Paradox was also a tremendous risk.

And as he thought about this, he also thought about The Early Veiled Shore of THE Creature where one of his bodies remained. He had cautiously been waiting within the Shore as he discussed things with Anaximander, THE First Hunger, and THE Living Origin, who were taking stock of all those within the Shore and how every single entity was affected by the curse of THE Existential Ceiling, and how things were affected overall.

This whole time, Noah had been waiting to see if the owner of that Shore would come back to his abode.

It would allow for many things to be illuminated and for many secrets to be revealed, but there was no sign of THE Creature.

Was he and THE Living Paradox out there right now in these boundless, expansive, changed Weavings of Observable Existence already fighting for supremacy?

There were too many unknowns, and at this moment when it came time for him to make a decision on exactly what he would be doing, the decision was actually already made to begin with.

The hardest and riskiest things almost always granted the most tremendous benefits.

In Existence, one did not get anywhere unless they struggled, unless they put in the hard work. He stretched his body and looked down to the expanse of THE Fallout as he was ready to put in some work.

He finished assessing the risks of still entering the Vault and potentially meeting the entity that was likely THE Secretive Eon. When he asked his intuition and even danced with the possibility with his newly forged Phonemes, apart from the sense of immense danger, he did not sense the allure of collapse from this particular event.

And hey, if anything did happen and his intuition was wrong, well, he had an Anchor Point for this.

The Wastes of THE Fallout were filled with unfathomable dangers, and he had all the tools to go through it. So...

"Let’s go. THE Scorched Leviathan of Cinders is up first."

HUUM!

He felt his existence pulse with waves of immensity as he took a step and began delving into the Wastes as if he knew and understood exactly where he had to go.

And in a sense, he did.

So far he had come across two groups of beings in this landscape. The Emerged and The Scorched. They were dangerous, yes, but to him at this moment, they represented the source of the resource that was in the Fragments of THE Moirai Threads.

As he proceeded on in the future, he would have to see which ones would be fitting to enter his Infinite Desmoterion or be turned into loot.

With steady steps, he rapidly began to cross the dangerous regions of the Wastes that he knew from the memories of the Partial Simulation.

And even though he could do it extremely fast since he knew the rough location that THE Scorched would be at, he wanted the conditions to be extremely similar to how the Partial Simulation played out.

So he waded across the Wastes of THE Fallout.

Until eventually, he was actually the one to come across THE Scorched, even before it sensed and went toward him.

THE Scorched Leviathan of Cinders floated in the ashen expanse like a serpentine titan of annihilation. Its elongated body rippled with living flames that shifted through impossible colors, fins of crystallized Fallout energy fanning out along its spine like the sails of a burning ship. Its regal face turned toward him with eyes like twin dying suns, and its Way emanated outward in waves of Purifying Consumption, a philosophy that demanded all things burn and be made clean through destruction.

It blinked at him in surprise before it sensed his immensity that caused it and The Emerged to go crazy with need.

But before this creature at THE Intermediate Depth made any moves, Noah was the one that made the first move as he continued to test the immensity and Depth of his power.

His entire body vibrated with all of its weight and immensity as he raised his leg. Every Logos, every Philology, every Phoneme within him condensed into this single action as he spoke his Imposition into existence.

"My foot is the sharpest blade in Existence. By the time it fully presses down, the enemy before me will have its existence entirely severed and collapsed."

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