Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Chapter 4447: Civilization Expansion! IV

The chorus and melody continued repeating in the surroundings as these events unfolded with existential significance.

Khor took his hand, her diminutive figure smiling with mixture of gratitude and fierce anticipation.

She actually floated upward and climbed to sit down on Noah’s right armored shoulder, her presence there feeling natural despite the absurdity of The First Hunger riding upon an Early Creature’s shoulder.

The two of them also moved toward the portal with synchronized purpose.

”Did you think the harvest wouldn’t come again?

Did you think the harvest wouldn’t come again?”

It was glorious moment.

It was terrifying occasion.

And at this moment, across existence... many things were changing.

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In the Transcendent Origin Folds.

Above where Aeternitas Concordia used to be.

The scene that unfolded would have been incomprehensible mere days ago.

Above the white gold space...

A few thousand massive Primus Inevitabilities of Mana and Hunger materialized with synchronized precision...their obsidian-blue-and-gold armored forms descending from dimensional tears that crackled with spatial authority.

The Living Origins in the surroundings, who had been rebuilding Concordia while systematically erasing any Dead Existences that attempted revival, looked up with shock.

And they began to hear it.

A harmony. A chorus singing with the descent of these unknown entities!

”These are the weapons existence created,

Born from pressure that could not be contained...”

The melody accompanied their arrival like a soundtrack to an existential event, and the Primus Inevitabilities waved their hands with synchronized motion to allow hundreds of thousands of Sparks of The Way of Mana to flow outward.

The Sparks surrounded Living Origins like twinkling stars...each one carrying invitation to join the Primordial Civilization of Mana and Hunger.

With the terrifying level of power and aura these entities portrayed, each one radiating 100 Quintillion Complexity and Purity, and how they silently looked upon the Living Origins with crimson eyes...

Regardless if they were Dukes, Honored Living Origins, Royal Living Origins, or mere Fold Dwellers, all of them felt tremor in their existence.

Fear. Recognition.

They reached out to grab these Sparks.

What choice did they have? When beings of such overwhelming power offered opportunity rather than destruction?

The Primus Inevitabilities were that terrifying. That compelling.

”Why couldn’t things be left alone?

Why couldn’t existence remain free?”

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In the Transcendent Law Folds.

The Heart of Law.

An expanse of silver-white citadel stretched out many Gigaparsecs in size.

They wwre architectural marvels that defied understanding.

Billions of Living Laws dwelled within its structured boundaries, countless Transcendent Wheels of Existence orbited in perfect formation, and just an overabundance of ordered life proliferated throughout.

At this moment, Malphas in his devilish butler form walked alongside Alexander Asmodeus and Seraphina Valorheart.

They had just arrived before a procession of multiple Dukes of Living Law who were looking at Seraphina with excitement.

They could sense an extremely pure aura of Law around her!

She had already sent word back that she and Alexander had actually met with a Remnant Will of THE Living Law themselves!

How grand were the Living Laws about to become from here on out? How great would their progress be into the secrets of THE Loom?

As they were contemplating these possibilities with eager anticipation...

”Now blades are echoing across the void...”

In such grand place filled with structured magnificence, thousands of the Primus Inevitabilities manifested grandly above the Heart of Law itself.

Each one burned with terrifying presence of 100 Quintillion Complexity and Purity...power that exceeded anything the Living Laws had witnessed in their carefully ordered existence.

Their appearance was followed by the melody and chorus echoing out all around this place too.

”Now vast swathes will bleed with mana and hunger,

You asked for weapons, you forged them in pain...”

The titanic Primus Inevitabilities descended with synchronized precision, their obsidian-blue-and-gold forms casting shadows across the silver-white citadel that seemed to stain its perfect order.

Seraphina Valorheart’s expression changed as she looked upward...her face turning ashen.

These entities possessed power that made her recent inheritance from THE Living Law seem modest by comparison.

Alexander Asmodeus maintained stern expression as he and the Living Laws before him felt the overbearing sense of power that seemed capable of eclipsing everything they had built.

His Scales of Law pulsed with readings that made no logical sense...beings that powerful shouldn’t exist outside THE Loom, especially in auch large numbers as...there seemed to be thousands of such beings here?

Where could a terrifying force of thousands of such powerful beings stem from?!

There was no answer.

But...

All Primus Inevitabilities possessed the capability of Civilizational Resonance.

The grandness of this ability manifested gloriously as while the Primus Inevitabilities floated above the Heart of Law, the authority of their Primordial Civilization began painting over the established authority of Law itself.

Blue-gold light washed across silver-white structures.

Obsidian tendrils of influence wove through ordered formations.

It was as if a new existential order was being instituted...one that could subsume or overwhelm the existing framework through sheer weight of accumulated power.

Faced with such shocking phenomenon, thousands of powerful and unknown beings when even one could crush them all...Alexander Asmodeus was calculating how to navigate this impossibility when he observed Malphas beside him beginning to rise.

The devilish butler spoke with characteristic calm.

”These... are simply the Blades and Shields of The Master. They come bearing gifts rather than threats, though I understand the confusion.”

...!

With such words, Malphas reached out toward one of the descending Primus Inevitabilities.

The entity instantly floated down and transformed itself into suit of armor around Malphas, tentacles weaving through his existing form to create Civilizational Armor.

...!

”Did you think the harvest wouldn’t come again?”

The other Primus Inevitabilities waved their hands to unleash millions of Sparks that started spreading out across the Heart of Law itself.

The Sparks drifted through ordered streets, circled around structured buildings, and surrounded Living Laws who looked up with expressions mixing fear and shock.

The chorus and symphony continued as all those below remained shocked.

Alexander stood with increasingly ashen face as he wondered with genuine bewilderment.

Just what had Osmont done? How had he accumulated such power in such short timeframe?

What...had Osmont done?!

The Sparks continued spreading while the melody played on!

”What could have been, what should have been,

If you had only let the hunger rest...”

Across existence.

On this day.

Many, many things would begin to change.

The Primordial Civilization of Mana and Hunger had announced its presence through an overwhelming force that demanded acknowledgment.

One million Primus Inevitabilities spreading across all territories.

Sparks of The Way of Mana being distributed to countless beings regardless of their original affiliations.

Civilizational Authority painting over established frameworks with weight of utter majesty.

And accompanying all of this...the symphony that existence itself was forced to echo out in response to what was occurring.

”These are the weapons existence created,

Born from pressure that could not be contained,

Tyranny and chains, what did you expect?

Did you think the harvest wouldn’t come again?”

The chorus repeated with haunting finality as Noah and his forces moved through the portal toward the Desiccated Sleeping Shore...toward direct confrontation with a vessel of THE Living Paradox himself!