Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Chapter 4579: The First Tongue X

Far from the Infinite Unfurling, far from Ginnungagap’s ancient shores where teaching and wonder unfolded, there existed a place that defied conventional understanding.

Inside THE Loom.

An endless sea of obsidian gold paradox stretched infinitely in all directions, filled with unfathomable musings of existence itself. The paradox was not empty abstraction. It contained actual immense Weavings of Existence alongside its inner workings, its flow, and even more horrifyingly, the way that existence expressed itself through fundamental language.

The sea of paradox seemed to sit atop all of it with tyrannical glory, drowning everything beneath its weight while simultaneously revealing truths that should remain hidden. And even this overwhelming perception was merely what could be glimpsed at surface level. There were countless more intricacies lurking in depths that defied comprehension in this mere glimpse.

In such a terrifying sea, there floated a singular entity with eyes closed as if relaxing in peaceful meditation. His entire existence wore the allure of paradox itself, his form refusing to sit still or maintain consistent state. This was a manifestation of THE Living Paradox. Not his true self, but a powerful projection.

But moments later, the expression alone told a different story. The calmness and relaxation faded completely as a frown appeared on features that rarely showed such emotion.

Something had occurred that should not have occurred.

He maintained countless countermeasures in place to notify him of any major changes across existence. His enemy was THE Creature, the entity that had triumphed in the Infinite Unfurling against all others through methods that remained fucking terrifying even to contemplate.

So THE Living Paradox required countless safeguards and monitoring systems for this entity. Even now, with all his accumulated victories and advantages, he knew with absolute certainty that he had not truly won.

But something had just occurred. A change in the fundamental patterns he observed. And as he pondered what it might be, his frown deepened further as he turned his gaze toward a certain direction.

A place outside THE Loom.

A place where something unprecedented was unfolding.

In the domain that used to be THE Transcendent Paradoxical Folds, now reduced to something far more terrible, the devastation defied description.

The region had become a zone of immense collapse. All of existence in this area seemed dark, swallowed by shadows that consumed light and meaning alike. The only point of illumination came from a single source.

The figure of The Disciple ofTHE Creature raised a sword that shone brilliantly like a solitary candle of existence refusing to be extinguished. The blade radiated light that seemed to hold a glimmer of a Genesis Principle woven into its very structure.

That faint illumination revealed the absolutely devastating state of the battlefield.

All the False THE Avatars from THE Loom either seemed to be missing entirely or only parts of their bodies remained visible, scattered across the collapsed landscape like discarded toys. Limbs, torsos, heads, all separated and dissolving slowly.

The only one still living and intact was Ambessa, her gaze unfathomably somber as she bellowed with desperation while being chased relentlessly by The First Farmer.

The ancient being moved with calm purpose, his voice carrying patient instruction.

"Stay still, the harvest will be quick and painless!"

Khor looked like a small walking calamity given physical form. Her entire presence radiated destruction barely contained. She directed a deadly concentrated gaze toward Schrodinger at this moment, preparing to eliminate that particular threat.

But the figure of The Disciple of THE Creature stepping forward with raised sword caused her to pause with genuine caution. That blade was dangerous even to her.

In the midst of such a terrifying scene of absolute devastation, the figure of The Infiniverse stood with unusual stillness.

She had silently already sent a message to Alexander Asmodeus that he did not need to attempt anything with the Shattered Part of The Heart of Law. His services were no longer required for that particular task.

Because at this moment, something far more significant was occurring.

|Sis, did you receive all that?!| The voice of Ruination echoed out with genuine shock and excitement.

She was referring to the lesson Noah had transmitted across time and space through their absolute connection. The teaching he had received, he had immediately shared with his most important constructs.

The connection between Ruination, The Infiniverse, and Noah remained absolute and unbreakable. At this moment, The Infiniverse nodded as she almost seemed to enter a daze before replying with voice carrying wonder.

|I got it. I fucking got it completely. The First Tongue!|

...!

Ruination was shocked into silence at her sister’s unusual cursing!

The eyes of The Infiniverse held a hint of fanaticism as she processed the implications.

She had direct access to her Master’s weavings through their fundamental connection. She could pull from his Mana reserves as if they were her own. And she was already such an integral construct that existed on a scale bigger than any Transcendent Fold, more complex than any single domain across existence.

By her very nature as a living construct of unfathomable sophistication, The Infiniverse could effectively be considered similar to any Fold across existence. There...had to be weavings of Principles coursing through her structure that made up her existence, just as Principles wove through conventional reality.

In nature, Existence held Principles that most entities did not even know existed or could be accessed.

The First Tongue, through its letters alone, could induce power from surrounding Principles to act on behalf of the one speaking.

As the construct she was, with Principles forming the foundation of her very being, if she was now beginning to learn a language that could make it easier to perceive Principles and even freely initiate assistance from them...

|Hah.|

The Infiniverse laughed lightly with voice carrying dark anticipation.

She closed her eyes with focused concentration.

She remembered every detail of the lesson her Master had transmitted through their connection. The structural breakdown, the precise sequence, the intentional quality required.

The rising frequency that started from baseline. The simultaneous compression that created visible density increase in concentrated energy. The sharp percussive accent that marked the critical transition point. The controlled explosion outward in geometric patterns.

She went through all the details her Master had been taught by ancient beings who understood existence’s native language.

Then she opened her eyes and looked directly toward The Disciple of THE Creature.

His attention had somehow already turned toward her as if he sensed something fundamentally wrong occurring. His laid back expression showed shock and genuine alarm for the first time in this entire battle, as if he recognized what was about to happen.

And he moved fast for the first time ever, crossing vast distance in an instant as he swung his sword with desperate urgency. Existence cried out from the force of his strike as he bellowed with serious intensity.

"How do you know that?!"

Apart from him, there was another who reacted with equal alarm.

Schrodinger, whose gaze had been clear and focused throughout the battle, became slightly hazy for a brief moment. As if someone else far grander was momentarily seeing through his eyes, borrowing his perception to observe this impossible event.

And that distant gaze was frowning with deep concern.

Khor was shocked at the sudden eruption of unique power signatures she did not recognize. But The Infiniverse remained exactly where she stood at this moment without moving to defend or retreat.

For the first time since her creation, she spoke in a language older than her Master’s existence.

|Fire.|

She spoke it in The First Tongue.

The word manifested as a perfectly structured Phoneme, carrying all the components her Master had been taught. Rising frequency, compression, accent, expansion, intent.

It was extraordinarily difficult to say which entity in existence was more utterly obscene. Noah, who had spoken his first Phoneme successfully on his initial attempt, or his construct who was given transmitted information about a lesson and successfully uttered her first letter with actual meaning on her very first attempt as well.

She spoke the letter representing Fire in existence’s native language.

And in this region of collapse where reality had been shattered, Principles not even understood by most entities here moved of their own volition in response.

The Principle of Consuming Transformation. The Principle of Primordial Combustion. The Principle of Existential Ignition. And others that had no names in conventional language.

All of them responded to the properly spoken Phoneme.

And... Existence itself began to burn.

Not merely the space or the matter or the energy in this region. Existence as a concept, the fundamental fabric that allowed anything to be, erupted into flames that transcended conventional understanding.

Blue gold fire mixed with silver white radiance spread outward from The Infiniverse’s position with catastrophic speed. The flames burned through collapsed reality, through dimensional barriers, through the very concept of spatial limitation!

The Disciple of THE Creature’s sword strike, carrying a glimmer of Genesis Principle authority, met the expanding wall of existential fire head on.

The collision created an explosion that briefly illuminated the entire collapsed domain like a second sun being born!

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Many across the vast expanses of existence wondered about The Disciples of THE Creature with a mixture of fear and curiosity.

They pondered exactly what a terrifying entity like THE Creature could have possibly taught his disciples to make them so formidable. What knowledge could the entity that held The Way of Existence itself as his fundamental path impart to those who followed him?

What secrets did he share? What techniques did he demonstrate? What Principles did he illuminate?

The answer was far easier to comprehend than many realized, though no less profound for its simplicity.

THE Creature taught his disciples the same thing Existence taught to all who truly listened. The same lesson that reality demonstrated with every passing moment, every transformation, every beginning and ending across all domains and all time.

THE Creature did not need to create elaborate techniques or invent complex methodologies. He simply showed his disciples how existence already functioned at its deepest levels, then taught them to work with those fundamental mechanics rather than against them.

What he taught them... could very easily be inferred!