Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Chapter 3804: Unique Origin IV

The moment Noah invested the tenth point and awakened Fireball, the vine he had been feeding responded with renewed vigor.

The Garden became bigger.

The Living Origin Authority within him increased!

The length of the vine stretched, the runes along it multiplying. Three new paths lit up beyond the Fireball node, each radiating a distinct hue and essence.

He scanned them swiftly.

One pulsed with kinetic rhythm, a streak of motion encoded into light. Its nodes shimmered with inscriptions of +3% Increased Origin Cast Speed and Origin Attack Speed.

The second glowed deep with Living Origin Energy, its nodes cycling in steady pulses- +200 Energy per point.

The third carried weight, +200 Living Origin Vigor, its glyphs dark and grounding like the runes carved into mountain roots.

He didn’t hesitate.

Speed was control.

And control was everything.

His mind reached for the first kinetic node, and it welcomed him.

+3% Origin Cast Speed and Origin Attack Speed.

Then the next.

And the next.

The pulses cascaded, each node breathing more rhythm into his form. His weavings of Existence sharpened. His vessels, arteries, and stellar capillaries forged by a Heart of Infinity and a Living Wheel of Existence now coursed with Living Origin Authority freely as if they were being built for it, making its coursing unimaginably faster!

He continued adding Points to these nodes until the 29th was lit up brightly.

And then...

The thirtieth node glowed.

It was different.

It did not bear numbers.

It bore a name.

[Runic Origin Flame Aura]:: You exude an active aura formed of Living Origin Flame, inscribed with layered Runic Weavings. While passive enemies within 25 meters suffer -45% resistance to Origin Damage and are periodically ignited with flame runes that detonate after 2 seconds, dealing fire damage based on your Living Origin Energy. This Aura also empowers your Runic Battle Skills, granting them +45% area of effect and 45% increased detonation speed. Only three Runic Auras may be active at a time.

WAA!

The moment he unlocked it, a radiant sigil appeared over his chest, it’s outer circle a blazing ouroboros of fire runes, rotating slowly beneath his skin like a sun drawn from runic scripture.

The aura hadn’t even been fully activated yet, but its presence was enough to make the very space around him waver as a burst of crimson gold heat burst from him!

The vine pulsed once more, and now, two new branching paths split from the awakened Runic Origin Flame Aura node.

One began with an increase of Living Origin Energy, Vigor, and combinations of Cast Speed and Attack Speed as he made the choices based on intuition, continuing to select nodes until he reached...the 60th Node, which granted a Runic Battle Skill- [Origin Rune Brand]

HUUM!

The entire vine flared with resonance, and another Rune engraved itself into the mental fabric of his inner Garden!

[Runic Battle Skill: Origin Rune Brand]:: You passively generate branded Origin Runes. Whenever any form of enemy energy- physical, metaphysical, mental, spiritual, or dimensional- comes into contact with your Being, the source is branded with a single Origin Rune. A branded target has the rune explode after a nanosecond delay, dealing 200% Living Origin Damage in a cascading detonation that disrupts spellcasting and mobility. This effect scales with your Cast Speed and can occur multiple times per second.

The glowing rune appeared above Noah’s collarbone, etched into the space between his throat and shoulder like a sigil stitched in light.

It pulsed once.

Then vanished beneath his skin.

But he felt it.

The moment energy touched him- even from observation, even from intent- something would be branded, and a fiery hell would bloom.

A silent warning wrapped in beauty.

He continued, pushing deeper down the vine!

The following nodes flowed in rhythm- alternating bonuses in Living Origin Energy, Living Origin Vigor, and Increased Origin Cast and Attack Speed.

His core bloomed brighter.

His weavings gradually felt invincible as they were getting filled with Living Origin Authority!

Because he had now spent nearly 90 points which would be equivalent to a Primarch with 90% Resistance!

Until...

The 100th node on this advanced path revealed itself.

But instead of an ability or a passive stat, it bore a singular, pulsing phrase etched in deep-blue crystalline runes unlike any he’d seen before.

[Living Origin Resistance]:: You carry a spark that resists even the Source itself. Grants +25% Origin Resistance. The path you walk now resists even the foundations of what birthed it.

...!

Noah froze.

The Garden trembled faintly as his awareness spun inward, and immediately, a notification shimmered into existence, this time from outside the Garden interface.

His original Existential Status Panel reappeared.

And beneath the category of True Absolute Existential Resistances, he saw it.

Where it had read- Origin Resistance: 10%

Now...

Origin Resistance: 35%

”...”

An unfathomable gain.

A ridiculous capability!

This wasn’t a bonus from a loot cache.

This was a direct upgrade to his core Authority- one of his ten Resistances!

And now?

His Origin Resistance...had tripled!

”...”

He looked around him.

The Living Origin Labyrinth... held secrets even he hadn’t calculated.

And if this was only the 100th node?

Then what lay deeper?

The Garden inside pulsed once more as it had grown tremendously now.

His existence felt the foreign yet familiar Living Origin Authority coursing through him as he felt like if he went against the Living Origin Golems in the distance, he may not need to be fearful of them!

But it did not seem like he was the only one with this idea.

He looked up as he saw Master Hannibal...already moving ahead at the forefront, his body pulsing with terrifying waves of Living Origin Authority as 3 golden hammers and 3 golden shields surrounded him!

Master Hannibal was already moving.

Not running.

Not walking.

Just advancing.

Like a gravitational inevitability.

Three radiant hammers of golden fire spun around his frame, each one inscribed with triangular runes that sang with judgment.

Opposite them, three golden shields rotated, forming a perfect celestial defense, orbiting his body with seamless, geometric discipline.

He did not speak.

He did not gesture.

He simply entered the arena of death past where the Cubes were.

He crossed the line alone.

And the Labyrinth responded!

HUUM!