Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Chapter 4421: Siphoning! I

Noah’s eyes shone brilliantly as he gazed at Sigrid.

”You didn’t need to do that.”

She smiled with an expression mixing serenity and fierce conviction.

”Please, I cannot provide you with much given my current state. Let me at least offer thi-”

...!

BOOM!

Her words ceased abruptly as blinding white brilliance exceeding anything manifested previously erupted from her existence, forming a pillar that engulfed Noah as well in concentrated radiance!

This occurred precisely after a light of Empowerment descended that allowed her Complexity and Purity to exceed 100 Quintillion threshold...apparently triggering something far more significant than a simple numerical milestone.

New prompts bloomed.

|A significant existential threshold has been surpassed by The Resurgence of THE Living Order|

|This threshold permits The Resurgence to begin receiving full inheritance of the Collapsed Civilization of Order|

|CIVILIZATIONAL AUTHORITY OF ORDER - TRANSFER INITIATED|

|The Resurgence of THE Living Order has begun siphoning and drawing from the Civilizational Authority and accumulated Complexity and Purity of the Collapsed Civilization of Order|

|At its core, Order aligns with The Living rather than The Dead|

|Therefore, The Resurgence of THE Living Order holds higher commandment over Order than THE Dead Order|

|CONSEQUENCE:|

|An Unbreakable Link has been formed from The Resurgence of THE Living Order to THE Dead Order|

|The gradual transference of The Civilizational Authority of Order has commenced|

|This process cannot be prevented, reversed, or interrupted through any known mechanism|

...!

BOOM!

As Noah processed these revelations, his perception shifted dramatically...finding illusory versions of himself and Sigrid floating in vast expanse of white and black brilliance that seemed to exist outside normal dimensional constraints.

Before them stretched a transparent veil...a glorious boundary between Living and Dead territories manifested at conceptual level.

And past this veil...

There existed an illusory image of a massive entity hundreds of times larger than their projected forms.

...!

Noah looked at this being and instantly understood!

This was THE Dead Order herself, manifested at scale suggesting her true civilizational weight rather than individual power.

Her regal, otherworldly beauty transcended many things!

Hair shifting between darkness and white with each breath. Eyes holding accumulated authority of an entire Civilization refined across eons!

Oh!

At this moment, her expression showed utter shock...composure that had likely remained unshaken across countless catastrophes now fractured by something she clearly hadn’t anticipated or prepared for.

Because from her existence, a steady stream of white Order was beginning to flow inexorably toward Sigrid!

Not violently extracted but drawn, as if something in Sigrid’s nature possessed stronger claim to Order’s fundamental essence than THE Dead Order’s painstakingly reconstructed authority.

Oh!

Oh!!!

The implications settled with devastating finality as THE Dead Order’s eyes widened with recognition of what was occurring, and the absolute impossibility of preventing it!

Noah’s eyes shone with luminous brightness as he analyzed the entire situation millions of times across nanoseconds.

Before him, he witnessed the initial shocked expression of THE Dead Order fade with remarkable swiftness, replaced by immense calmness that settled across her features like mask precisely fitted.

Her regal composure returned as if the momentary fracture had never occurred, though the steady stream of white Order flowing from her existence toward Sigrid continued unabated.

She raised her massive hand to touch the river of white Order, fingers tracing the current as if attempting to comprehend a mechanism through physical contact.

Then she looked at Sigrid and Noah with eyes of such profound calm that it bordered on unnatural.

Her gaze swept across them before she raised that same hand toward... the veil separating them.

The transparent boundary between Living and Dead territories...a conceptual barrier given visible form through their unprecedented connection.

Noah’s expression became heavy as recognition crystallized regarding what she was attempting.

He immediately floated forward to position himself directly between Sigrid and THE Dead Order’s approaching hand, his body pulsing with concentrated weight of his Civilization!

He stood fearlessly before the coming hand of an existence possessing THE distinction, refusing to yield ground despite the overwhelming disparity in accumulated power and refined authority!

When THE Dead Order’s hand neared the veil, reality itself seemed to resist.

The space around her fingers distorted with strain as if existence was struggling to reconcile her attempt to cross with fundamental weavings prohibiting such transit.

It felt like an unsurpassable barrier, an absolute prohibition!

As if it truly represented The Veil between The Living and The Dead, and THE Dead Order... could not cross.

Her hand pressed against invisible resistance, fingers splaying as concentrated force attempted to penetrate boundary that refused penetration.

White brilliance of Order erupted around contact point, but the veil remained absolutely intact...unmoved by pressure that could reshape territories if directed elsewhere!

...!

Noah’s eyes flashed sharply as hypothesis was confirmed through direct observation.

She genuinely could not cross!

He floated forward with deliberate motion, approaching the veil with confidence.

When he reached the transparent boundary, he placed his own hand against its surface adjacent to where THE Dead Order’s massive fingers pressed from the opposite side.

He performed a theatrical gesture of also attempting to push through...acting as if he encountered identical resistance, as if the barrier was equally impassable from his direction.

But internally... he felt no resistance whatsoever.

His hand could slide through the veil as easily as passing through water, could traverse to the other side if he wished to make that crossing.

But THE Dead Order did not need to know this particular truth.

Better to maintain impression of mutual constraint, of barrier that protected both sides equally.

He floated backward to resume position near Sigrid, and the two of them stared at the massive illusory manifestation of THE Dead Order while she stared back with gaze of utter calmness and regal composure.

Even her eyes gave no indication of internal thoughts or emotional state...a perfect mask maintained despite circumstances that should provoke significant reaction.

Her expression revealed absolutely nothing about how she was genuinely processing this unprecedented situation!

Noah observed this being while his existence attempted to calculate countless variables simultaneously.

I barely encountered any entities at the level of THE across my journey, and now I’ve confronted the Will of THE Living Paradox and THE Dead Order herself in the same fucking day. How ridiculously accelerated existence has become.

Throughout this charged silence, neither side spoke initially as Sigrid displayed somber expression while feeling the continuous influx of The Civilizational Authority of Order.