Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Chapter 4449: Duty II

It was mesmerizing to listen to as a moment later...

HUUM!

The Blue Slime gazed outward through his armor’s visual systems to find that their group had arrived in the skies of unique location.

A Desiccated Sleeping Shore!

The domain stretched below them like corrupted mirror of the Early Veiled Shore they had departed from.

Where their home held golden sands radiating with vitality, this place bore gray granules that seemed drained of life essence.

Where their waters shone with crystalline purity, these waters moved sluggishly with unhealthy coloration suggesting contamination at fundamental level.

But the Shore held many entities...different types of Living Existences who had made this drained place their home or temporary refuge. They looked upward at the sudden appearance of armored figures with shock.

The Blue Slime looked at all of them with curiosity befitting his nature, studying their varied forms and expressions.

At this moment, in the skies, his body was among the dozens that followed behind the massive form of Ozymandias.

When he looked back with his armor’s enhanced perception, he saw the glorious armored figure of his Master in his own fused state...that sleek obsidian-blue-and-gold form with crimson visor and floating crystalline crown.

And Khor sat on the Master’s shoulder like diminutive sovereign observing her domain.

The Blue Slime’s thoughts emerged with admiration.

Master always looks cool in absolutely everything he does. It’s really unfair how he manages it so consistently. And right now, even with all these terrifying armored forms of Primus Inevitabilities that I and others adorned, a halo of light surrounds the Master as he distinctly looks different from everyone else...

Master was so incredibly cool!

The Blue Slime watched with barely contained excitement as his Master simply waved his hand with a casual gesture...a minor motion that somehow carried weight of existential authority.

In the next moment, the figure of one among their group moved forward.

Steam hissed out dramatically as one of them took off the helmet of the Civilizational Armor they adorned.

The face underneath was revealed to be Leonore Rureaux, her features carrying mixture of determination and something approaching grief.

The Blue Slime did not know much about her apart from being recent entrant into Master’s weavings, but many beings joined his Master over the months and years.

Each addition brought new perspectives, new capabilities, new loyalties.

The scene of shock spreading across the Living Existences on the Desiccated Sleeping Shore was palpable even from their elevated position.

They saw Leonore...who should have been their ally, their companion, their trusted comrade...emanating such terrifying power and arriving with these foreign beings of overwhelming strength.

She looked at them with an expression mixing recognition and resolve.

”Existence is at stake, with forces you do not understand currently in motion. Did any of you here... observe the return of Schrodinger?”

...!

Schrodinger.

The leader of this place, the enigmatic figure who commanded their loyalty.

And Leonore Rureaux, their supposed ally, was seemingly asking for him while surrounded by immensely powerful unknown forces!

Just... what was going on?!

The Living Existences below began murmuring with confusion and growing fear as they recognized the magnitude of power hovering above them.

At such a time...

HUUM!

The Blue Slime instinctively felt his body tense within the armor, and the Civilizational Armor around him moved naturally to pulse with defensive authority.

The blade and shield he carried through the armor’s limbs were raised as if the armor itself sensed danger approaching!

And this sensation was followed by terrifying eruption of silent authority that froze every Living Existence on the Desiccated Sleeping Shore.

From the very center of the domain... a power burning with paradoxical light arose with overwhelming presence!

The Blue Slime’s enhanced senses focused to see a humanoid Early Creature rising far ahead...emerging from concealment with casual confidence!

This Early Creature’s hair shone gold like concentrated sunlight, and its body was adorned by white chiton that seemed woven from paradoxical threads.

The body appeared very much real and yet not simultaneously...as if existing in multiple states at once through mechanisms that defied conventional existence.

It was titanic in scale, and it was not a Dead Early Creature, but a genuine Early Creature...one projecting from elsewhere.

As the Blue Slime looked forth with growing tension, he naturally saw blue-bordered words rising to identify this being who looked at them with great interest.

|Illusory Reality Avatar of Existence|

|Designation: Unknown - Avatar of Early Creature from THE Loom|

|Approximate Complexity and Purity: 1.5 Sextillion|

|Classification: Hostile Entity - Vessel Guardian|

...!

1.5 Sextillion!

The number made the Blue Slime’s gelatinous form quiver with recognition of the threat.

That was 15 times more powerful than any single Primus Inevitability...equivalent to 1,500 Quintillion!

As soon as such a being fully manifested, he looked with interest at Ozymandias, the distant Noah, and all assembled forces with an expression mixing curiosity and arrogance.

”Well, this is certainly an interesting development. Has the outside existence advanced this much to actually have dozens of creatures following a Way of Existence this tightly? Such power, coordination, such unified purpose...I haven’t witnessed its like outside THE Loom.”

His voice was paradoxical and heavy, causing sense of pressure to descend all around them.

Even the Blue Slime felt slight sense of suffocation despite being protected by his Civilizational Armor.

The Avatar continued with condescending amusement.

”Who are you all? And why would you be looking for something that does not involve you?”

...!

The voice alone caused heavy sense of suffocation across all present.

And yet the Blue Slime did not fear because at this moment...

”For the Infinite Light of Mana. For the Endless Hunger that drives all growth!”

His Civilizational Armor and all those of others nearby continued to hum with these affirmations as if they were repeating sacred scripture.

The mantra seemed to push back against the Avatar’s oppressive presence, creating bubble of resistance through sheer weight of unified belief.

And while facing such terrifying being...

The Blue Slime began to bounce up and down with excitement inside the Civilizational Armor as he saw the Master behind them wave his hand with another casual gesture.

In the next moment, Ozymandias’ chest opened with dramatic motion as from within it... 1,000 Primus Inevitabilities shot out like river of obsidian-blue-and-gold.

They encircled the skies with practiced precision, staring down at the Avatar from THE Loom with crimson eyes that held no fear...only hungry anticipation.

The moment they appeared, a booming and tense symphony began to bloom in the surroundings.

Existence itself acknowledged the significance as chorus echoed out!

”These are the weapons existence created,

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

The Blue Slime felt the oppression from the terrifying Avatar lift significantly with the appearance of these 1,000 Primus Inevitabilities. Their combined Civilizational Authority pushed back against the Avatar’s singular presence.

Inside the armor, his body still looked at his Master with excitement as the Master’s hand remained raised...clearly not finished with his deployment.

And in the next moment...

HUUM!

Tens of thousands more Primus Inevitabilities surged out of Ozymandias’ opened chest, surrounding the Illusory Reality Avatar of Existence with overwhelming numbers.

The Avatar, who had maintained calm and arrogant gaze, had his expression change to become stern as he stared at tens of thousands of similar lifeforms surrounding him.

Each one pulsed with 100 Quintillion Complexity and Purity, each one wielding Civilizational Authority as birthright.

His power was 1.5 Sextillions, yes.

15 times stronger than each individual one, yes.

But when there were tens of thousands of beings, even if they were 15 times less complex individually... the numbers became heavy.

Heavy!