Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3725

Primarch Eluriah Veilnox, a Time Sentinel of the Chronosect of Threadbound Folds.

Noah uncovered such a distinction in the middle of an unfathomably serious moment, his weavings moving rapidly.

Chronosect of Threadbound Folds.

Was it a living cluster of beings, like the Hollow Concord of Nullity filled with Dead Things?

But their weavings were so disconnected that even Melodrass and the other Mawbearers didn't seem to recognize her.

And if she was looking for a Key…

Noah's expression tightened as he looked at the figure of the Witness who was locked in a perilous position.

He deemed it perilous because the eruption of Existential Dimensional Lattices from Primarch Eluriah was frighteningly precise, unlike Primarch Vaethrava, the Withering Sealroot, who spread hers across entire Frequencies.

Primarch Eluriah worked with surgical precision. She nullified every aspect of power the Witness held. In her hands now, he couldn't even deploy a single thread of the True Source of Continuity.

It was like a human holding a fly or an ant.

They could kill them with a pinch at any moment.

And the blind eyes of the Witness...seemed to somehow be gazing at Noah in silence.

Arthur, the Sea of Ash, looked stricken as he prepared to speak, until Noah grasped his shoulder and stepped forward instead.

This Primarch was deadly.

And things had only grown more complex with her arrival. He spoke up.

"You're about to extinguish the weavings of our old friend there. Do not do this, and maybe you'll still get what you want."

…!

The life of the Witness was in her hands.

And Noah couldn't bypass these weavings, even as he felt an unfathomable Paradox Genesis beginning to bloom inside him.

A synthesis of Living True Sources of Existence.

But the more he read the weavings of the entity before him, the more serious he became.

Because…

"You all really think I'm fucking around."

BZZT.

Her voice was cold, layered with instability.

"What I need is time-sensitive. I know, with certainty, that one of the Living Things here has it. Again, with certainty. I know this. And since I've said it, that person knows this too. Just unveil yourself, and you can prevent the destruction of everyone else here. In the next few nanoseconds…"

Her eyes gleamed with danger.

And Noah...he took the span of an instant and stretched it into seconds within himself.

He thought.

He looked at the weavings of the Protagonist.

He could say nothing. Or, he could say he had the Key.

The latter would entangle him in a weaving of complexity tied to a power he didn't yet understand.

And it would mean… his own power would rise, faster and more gloriously than before.

So…

"Okay."

WAA.

Let things turn wild.

Let things unfold in a way that let him clash with yet another powerful force- they would only become fuel for his strength!

He said it as he labeled them an enemy.

As he labeled her, this Primarch, an enemy.

Even as he stepped forward and said the words.

"I have the Key."

HUUM.

…!

Even as he said it, the entire room reeled with shock.

What fucking key?!

Even as Primarch Eluriah Veilnox locked her gaze on him, her eyes glittering with satisfaction from hearing what she wanted…

CRUNCH.

Her hand twisted the neck of the Witness as if he were nothing more than an animal.

Yes.

Noah had already seen it- the murderous light in her eyes. She wanted to kill. No matter what was done.