Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3750

Noah stared as the final fragment clicked into place.

[Fragment of the True Source Sigil: Wrath | Segment 39/39]

Finding them…was unbelievably straightforward.

It was was like he was walking an accelerated Pathway to the True Source of Wrath.

And now, all fragments had been located as they assembled!

But in that moment, it didn't merely assemble- it sang.

A completed Sigil burst into brilliance, its fractured form swirling into a seamless, violent whole.

Violet-red arcs of radiant scripture surged around it as if the emotion of wrath itself had gained form. The rune-bound Sigil of Wrath spun slowly above his 3-inch Null Form, and with a thunderous pulse, the Middle Wheel Platform pulsed!

The resonance wasn't just heard as it was felt all around! Across the obsidian plains, it echoed like a scream trapped in weavings of endless rage!

|You have completed the True Source Sigil of Wrath. You can utilize it to study the workings of another Source and further develop your own.|

This…was the information from the Null Cradle in the form of a prompt.

And from Noah himself…

|The weavings of the True Source of Wrath bloom gloriously within you.|

…!

Silently, his weavings attained Wrath.

Just like that, another joined his collection.

Noah smiled faintly, the blue-gold lines of his Lineage glowing brighter beneath the skin of his Null Form. _{fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com}

His gaze swept over the other seven alike concepts in the same family. Pride. Greed. Envy. Lust. Sloth. Gluttony.

Each one incomplete. For now!

Whether through Sigils or sheer resonance… they would all become True Sources under his banner. It was simply a matter of time.

His thoughts that were flowing were also interrupted by the presence nearby that remained peristent.

A Primarch that came forward from those who had been observing him!

Still standing. Still watching.

He turned his head slightly, and in doing so, invoked the view that allowed him to see her panel.

NAME: Kalysta of the Veiled Sunfolds

TITLE: Primarch of Kismet

TRUE SOURCE: Kismet

CQ: 109,782 | PQ: 106,221

NULL FORM: 347 inches

Her presence pulsed with probability. Every movement was predicated on careful intuition. But beneath the composed facade was intense curiosity.

He knelt to pick up another Sigil fragment- this time from a cluster that shimmered with the faint hue of time.

But…

Kalysta's voice floated over calmly. "You know, if someone like you truly wanted a challenge…"

Noah glanced up, one brow raised.

She gestured into the distance, where the landscape began to twist upward. "You should try the Paradoxical Fold Mountains."

He followed her finger.

There, far across the spiraling plain of obsidian and collapsed resonance, nine massive mountains rose. Each one was unique, shaped not by time, but by pressure and existential weight.

The pressure that he was bearing easily right now.

"The Sigils over there," Kalysta continued, "are buried beneath paradox storms. Some shift positions with time. Others demand resonance with causality to unlock." She stepped beside him now, the tendrils of her golden Null Form brushing gently through the air. "But those Sigils…they lead to terrifyingly complex True Sources. If completed, the benefits are far greater. Marks of the Folds are heavier and many there- allowing even the Complexity and Purity of Primarchs to be compressed at a greater rate."

Noah gazed toward the peaks.

Massive obsidian Pillars of Concordance surrounded their bases- many cracked, others pulsing with slow-moving streams of collapsed weavings.

Calcified Wheels of Existence hovered on ledges or were partially embedded in the cliff faces. Some were surrounded by glowing sigils, locked in existential storms of entropy and momentum. Others sat in serene stillness, blanketed in paradoxical calm.

Above them, the sky was not just dark- it was layered.

Obsidian Dimensions stacked on top of one another, forming streaks of possibility.

Some mountains shimmered with misted lattice structures!

Others bore jagged, luminous scars where prior Entities had collapsed!

He took it all in as he enjoyed observing all things new and foreign on his Infinite path.