Novel Full Chapter 5008: Do Not Idolize II
Chapter 5008: Do Not Idolize II
The blue singularities in her white eyes orbited faster, conveying something approaching contempt.
"Sometimes great power can land on those who do not know how to use it. First, I have to meet him. If he is worthy, we will see what arrangements might be made. Until then, you two better not be embarrassments who grovel at his feet just because of Echoes of Causes you heard whispered across the void."
She stepped forward, her presence pressing against both Arthur and Gunther with weight reminding them exactly who led their particular association.
"We ultimately seek Infinity, not just the one who Guides it, however grand they may be. They are not synonymous with Infinity itself, just those capable of doing much more with it than the rest of us. The authority matters. The wielder is merely a obstacle or opportunity depending on how they respond to our approach."
Her cold gaze swept across both of them, demanding acknowledgment of her position.
"Okay? Arthur, Gunther, are you..."
She trailed off, her attention snapping toward the distance with sharpness that made both her companions turn to follow her gaze. The blue singularities in her eyes contracted to points of intense focus, and her beautiful features hardened into expression holding neither welcome nor hostility, only assessment.
In the distance, outlines were approaching through the crystallized forests of Alfheimr’s outer fringes.
An Absolute led the group, his form unmistakable. Two faces occupied a single head, one serene and one severe, both currently arranged into expressions of polite interest. He floated forward with casual grace, his authority pressing against the environment without demanding submission from it.
Behind him came multiple entities adorned in Togas, their forms marking them as representatives of something official, something organized.
Paradoxos smiled with both faces as he approached the party of a Primordial Architect, an Undivided One, and a Formless Terror.
Naldine stared at the party coming toward them as she frowned right away.
And without even wasting a second, she spoke words that had ended Civilizations across eons of application.
"Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust."
BOOM!
The word |ASHES| instantly hung above Paradoxos and those around him, burning into existence with authority pressing against the crystallized forests around them. Their expressions changed in that instant, confusion and alarm flickering across the two faces of Paradoxos as he recognized what was happening.
But recognition came too late, and their bodies trembled with coldness spreading from their foundations outward as they began to turn to ash!
...!
The Absolute’s form crumbled first, his two faces maintaining their expressions of shock even as the structure supporting them dissolved into gray particles. The Paradoxian entities followed moments later, their disciplined formations breaking apart as each one succumbed to the fundamental truth Naldine had imposed upon their existences.
Her face remained cold throughout, watching the dissolution with eyes holding neither satisfaction nor regret!
Arthur and Gunther before her were astonished, but before either could ask anything, Naldine spoke with a voice cutting through their shock.
"You fools have such poor potential and remain stuck on THE First Scale that you do not sense when an attack is already sent your way."
...!
As she spoke, she waved her hands to reveal a white triangular object with an obsidian eye at its very center. The item radiated an aura of a complete Axiom, and she turned it toward the ashes of Paradoxos and his companions. The gray particles flowed into the obsidian eye like water drawn toward a drain, carrying fragments of the existences they had once comprised.
Naldine focused on the item as its eye opened and began showing illusory scenes playing out above its surface.
They were scenes of...
THE Agora of Primordial Judgment.
She watched Paradoxos standing among three other Strategoi, saw THE Primordial Paradox present among them, and saw THE Youngest.
Memories of him floated from the Axiom and into her mind!
Noah Osmont. The one who laid the Claim to The First Tongue? Was this The Infinity-bearer?
His presence seemed dimmer than expected, his external radiance subdued, and yet something about him made even recorded observation bend slightly.
The scenes passed quickly as her eyes became sharp.
"It seems a unified existence is spreading across Observable Existence, but that is an obsolete concern for beings at our Scale. What matters most is that I have found the one. The one who should be the Guider of Infinity."
...!
The others turned toward her seriously as she said simply, "Let us go. The Infinity-bearer is in THE Agora."
She did not even spare a thought to those she had just collapsed. Even if their weavings could be reversed and cured from the effects of unified definition and undefinition, if one truly lost their Civilization to something like that, they were not deserving of THE Scales of Existence.
The weak Civilizations would be weeded out, and only the strong would prosper in the end.
Naldine waved her hand as she tore existence apart, opening her mouth to speak rubbish that compelled reality to acknowledge her authority.
THE Interstices opened up in front of them for them to squeeze into, that space between spaces where those who knew how to navigate could travel impossible distances.
Her gaze was cold and imperious as she stepped toward the opening.
She was not looking forward to meeting the Guider of Infinity, and the realization surprised her. She had spent considerable effort tracking this being across Observable Existence, gathering fragments of scattered Infinity and following traces through Primordial Realm after Primordial Realm. Finding him should have produced satisfaction.
But what she felt instead was something approaching fear.
Not fear of the Infinity-bearer himself, for she operated at THE Second Scale and had no such thing. Her fear was different. She was afraid of him not being up to par with the Echoes she had heard, afraid that he would prove merely lucky, merely a being upon whom great power had landed without the wisdom to wield it properly.
Why would the weavings of Infinity fall on something so young? So inexperienced?
She had to determine why. If he proved worthy, arrangements could be made. If he proved unworthy, well. Naldine had never hesitated to remove obstacles from her path, regardless of how much potential those obstacles might have possessed.
She stepped into THE Interstices without looking back, intent on arriving in Ginnungagap, past ite Vaults, and into THE Agora.
Arthur and Gunther followed!