Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Chapter 4443: Infinite Hunger! VIII

Floating far above, Noah observed such prompts as his eyes only shone brighter with satisfaction.

He watched the emergence of utter glory unfolding below with an expression of pride and anticipation.

The process that should have required full hour for all few million to complete their formation occurred instantly...the temporal compression from Perpetual Harvest and Cheating Architect ensuring no wasteful delays.

The humanoid forms of the Primus Inevitabilities of Mana and Hunger took shape with terrifying beauty.

They appeared as massive titanic humanoids with obsidian-blue tentacled skin, their entire bodies lined by ancient and glorious golden tentacle glyphs that pulsed with inner light.

Wings composed of golden tentacles fanned out behind them like banners of authority.

They looked like imposing figures made of roiling, sinewy blue-obsidian tendrils...possessing the overall humanoid shape, but distinctly monstrous and alien in execution.

Each face was humanoid yet predatory and animalistic, and their eyes shone with crimson intensity that spoke of Infinite Hunger burning within.

They appeared one by one, their emergence causing existence itself to tremble all around as each one radiated utterly terrifying and imposing air of concentrated power.

The crystalline ground cracked beneath their feet as reality strained to accommodate their presence.

The moment their bodies finished forming, they moved with synchronized precision, gloriously kneeling toward Noah, Ozymandias, and Khor with gestures of absolute submission and devotion.

Their booming words began ringing out with heavy voices that echoed across the Early Veiled Shore.

”We are born of Infinite Mana and Infinite Hunger. We are the Blades forged in the crucible of your Civilization’s emergence! Our existence is dedicated to the protection and advancement of the Primordial framework that birthed us!”

HUUM!

The first formed Primus Inevitability spoke these words, and others joined him as they repeated identical proclamation. Their voices merged into chorus of absolute loyalty!

”We swear upon the Infinite quality of our Hunger that we shall devour all obstacles that stand before our Civilization! We shall consume every threat, every enemy, every impediment to your ascension! Our appetite knows no bounds, for we carry the gift of endless growth within our fundamental architecture!”

More voices joined, creating thunderous declaration!

”We are the shields that shall absorb all damage dealt to our Civilization! We are the armor that shall protect our sovereign’s existence! We are the weapons that shall carve pathways through hostile territories! Our loyalty is absolute! Our hunger is infinite! Our purpose is singular- the triumph of Mana and Hunger across all of existence!”

The vows continued!

”We pledge our existence to the Primordial Civilization of Mana and Hunger. We pledge our Infinite Hunger to fuel its advancement. We pledge our capabilities to serve as instruments of your will! Command us, and we shall obey without hesitation! Direct us, and we shall execute without failure! We are your extension, your manifestation, your army born of Civilizational Authority!”

The final declaration rang out with weight that made even the distant auroras pulse in response.

”For the Infinite Light of Mana! For the Endless Hunger that drives all growth! We stand ready to serve!”

...!

The scene was utterly magnificent...millions of titanic beings kneeling in perfect synchronization, their crimson eyes fixed upon Noah, Ozymandias, and Khor with devotion.

Noah descended slowly toward the first one to emerge...the entity whose voice had initiated the chorus of vows.

He landed before this being with expression mixing curiosity and glory.

”What is your name?” Noah asked.

All the chants and vows ceased immediately the moment Noah spoke, as if his words carried priority that overrode all other considerations.

The first Primus Inevitability responded with a voice carrying absolute certainty!

”I am merely your loyal blade. Your extension. Your instrument of Infinite Hunger. I am Protos, the First of this generation, born to serve the Primordial Civilization that granted me existence.”

HUUM!

Noah nodded at such designation as his words emerged with weight of honor being bestowed:

”Then Protos, you shall have the honor to become my shield, my armor, my blade. You shall be the first to demonstrate the Hunger and Mana Symbiosis that defines your generation.”

...!

Protos knelt even lower with a gesture mixing profound gratitude and solemn acceptance!

His voice emerged with a formal precision that carried the weight of a sacred oath!

”Master of Infinite Primus Mana and Hunger, I understand that I am unworthy of such distinction. Yet I shall do all within my capabilities to protect the infinite light of The Primordial Civilization! My hunger shall be your hunger. My strength shall be your shield. My existence shall be your armor. This, I swear upon the Infinite quality that burns within my fundamental architecture.”

...!

At such words, Noah’s body flashed with brilliant light as his Mana-Born Existential Armor adorned him. The armor pulsed with recognition of what was about to occur.

His hand reached out toward Protos, and the Primus Inevitability also reached out with sense of fervor that transcended simple obedience!

Protos’s humanoid body began transforming...his form dissolving into countless tentacles that began fusing themselves into Noah’s existing armor.

The tentacles wove through the Mana-Born Existential Armor with precision of perfect compatibility. Obsidian-blue merged with existing golden-blue framework, creating synthesis that exceeded what either possessed individually.

As such glorious scene began unfolding before all observers, Noah turned to address his people watching in utter astonishment.

Riya’s eyes were wide with barely contained excitement. Kael and the Seed Members observed with analytical focus.

Henry, Adelaide, Barbatos, and others looked upon the scene with expressions mixing awe and anticipation.

Noah’s grand words rang out across the Early Veiled Shore.

”The shields and blades of our Civilization have been formed. One hundred million Primus Inevitabilities of Mana and Hunger shall emerge within the next day...each one carrying Infinite Hunger as their birthright, each one capable of fusing with members of our Civilization to create weavings of unprecedented power.”

His voice intensified.

”Every single one of you can fuse with them and walk together on a path of Infinite Mana and Hunger. You shall wear them as your protection. You shall wield them as your weapons. You shall advance together as symbiotic pairs, your growth fueling theirs, their hunger amplifying yours.”

His eyes blazed with tyrannical satisfaction.

”This... is what it means to belong to a Primordial Civilization. To My Primordial Civilization! This is the advantage we shall wield against those who stand against us. Let them come with their accumulated power spanning eons. Let them come with their established frameworks and ancient authorities. We shall meet them with Infinite Hunger, with Infinite Mana, and we shall

devour their advantages until nothing remains but our triumph!”

...!

BOOM!

The Early Veiled Shore trembled with the weight of declaration as around Noah, the fusion with Protos completed itself.

His armor now carried characteristics of both his original framework and the Primus Inevitability...tentacles woven throughout the structure, golden glyphs pulsing alongside obsidian-blue crystalline formations.

He could feel Protos’s consciousness flowing over his body like a shield!

And behind him, millions more Primus Inevitabilities continued kneeling, waiting for their own chance to serve their Civilization.

The shields had been forged.

The blades had been sharpened.

And existence itself trembled as on this day, something grand was completed!