Chapter 4693: The Emerged III
Chapter 4693: The Emerged III
As everything proceeded forward like a churning train that had no stop, Noah continued to allow the help of Ruination in processing and keeping everything in order.
He had so many capabilities to keep track of that he now actually wanted to combine many things and keep a select few singular tracks that he followed.
Being a jack of all trades was nice, but he remembered countless abilities since his time as a hunter to now, and many of them had been forgotten or left behind along the way.
One of the more unique things that were memorable to him apart from the glorious fireballs was Sever. The capability to shoot tendrils of lightning or condensed lines of authority that linked from enemy to enemy and exploded them like popcorn. It had been devastating in its time, a technique that could clear battlefields in moments.
Playing with a swirling undead storm of bones and death, which he left behind to the Arch Lich, had also been something that defined an era of his growth.
The thought of the Lich reminded him as he looked over to Ra’Zan, and he saw this unique existence under him already flowing with multiple Phonemes of The First Tongue. THE Surface Depth of Absolute Sovereignty would be wrapping around him within the next few minutes, transforming the ancient undead into something that transcended his previous limitations.
But yes, he had many capabilities, and he even had 159 of THE Stanchions of Infinity. Yet he mainly utilized a select few that took center stage in his battles and cultivation.
He had the ideal and goal to streamline and combine many things into his emerging Foundation, into pillars that would actively be helping him survive the environment of THE Fallout. Into increasing his weight and immensity, and into elevating his Way. It was also why Mana Supremacy, Arcana Infinitum, and Primus Ascension were all currently being tested and fully integrated into the Philology of Undifferentiated Mana, which was being made even grander with the inclusion of the nine Core Phonemes that he just forged.
This path ahead was gradually becoming clear for his own power and Foundation.
The reduction of redundancies and the elevation of his Weavings of Existence at a rate that other entities would be maddened by!
"We all fall down... we all fall down..." he hummed to himself as in front of him was a radiant blue-gold grill that was the extension of the very concept of cooking elevated into a ridiculous stage. On the grill were a pair of T-bone steaks that were formed from pure concentrated THE Civilizational Authority of Mana and Hunger.
He cooked the very authority of his Civilization into forms of food and drinks as the next person in line caused him to frown.
The Emperor Penguin gave him an innocent look while holding on to an empty golden plate, his flippers clutching it with an eagerness that bordered on desperation.
Noah sighed as the steaks he was cooking floated from the grill and onto the plate of The Emperor Penguin, who smiled happily with pride.
There was a line of people behind him who were waiting for more food as the festival continued.
Even Little Bobby was there holding a plate with a dark gaze, his small form somehow radiating an intensity that belied his age. Behind him, Henry was laughing and talking with a shy Liora, whose cheeks flushed with warmth.
As Noah looked at the masses of entities all around him celebrating THE Festival of The End, even though their very Weavings of Existence now held signs of fracture that told them they would never exceed a certain Depth, he smiled.
This was his family that he was protecting.
And at this time...
"Oh?"
He raised his head as he felt a change. As he felt Existence settling outside.
|The complex changes of the Second Phase of THE Fallout have been measured to be rapidly reducing.|
|Observable Existence is returning to a new basal state. Obtaining as much information as possible from surrounding weavings of Existence. |
|Note: This information would have been impossible to extract through normal means.|
|The First Tongue itself faced a unique influence and change due to THE Fallout.|
|Standard methods of perception and communication remain non-functional.|
|However: The emergence of your 9 Core Phonemes, integrated into The First Tongue itself, still allows a form of information extraction across some of the rapidly changed Observable Existence.|
|Your additions to The First Tongue serve as unaffected conduits through the corrupted language of Existence.|
|Where others see only static and chaos, you perceive patterns and data.|
|Estimated time until Second Phase completion: 7 minutes|
|Estimated time until new basal state stabilization: 23 minutes|
...!
THE Fallout was ending.
The prompts that flashed before Noah’s eyes also revealed something glorious.
Information extraction across some of the Observable Existence.
In a reality where, at this moment, communication was impossible. Teleportation was impossible among many other things. Very little would be known by the vastness of Observable Existence, as every entity was isolated in their own pocket of corrupted reality.
And yet, because of what he did by forging nine brand new letters of the language of Existence, Noah would still be able to get estimations of information from across Existence.
He knew that this was one of the stupendous capabilities that would bloom from his actions of forming new letters for The First Tongue. The other effects would still show up as time passed, revealing themselves in ways he could not yet predict.
But for now, it was time to go meet the changed Existence outside and see just what the actions of THE Living Paradox had done to Observable Existence.
He looked at the grill before him, then at the line of people still waiting for food.
"Ruination," he said silently.
|Yes, Master?|
"Take over the cooking."
|Understood. I will ensure THE Festival of The End continues in your absence.|
Noah stepped away from the grill as one of his bodies that Ruination could control seamlessly took his place, continuing to cook THE Civilizational Authority into delicious forms without missing a beat.
He walked through the festival, past his people who were laughing and eating and drinking in defiance of the apocalypse that had just reshaped all of reality.
He slowly made his way to the edge of THE Infiniverse, to where THE Infinite Loom and THE Faraday Cage had protected everything within from the worst of THE Fallout.
And he looked outward!
Toward the changed Existence that awaited.
Toward whatever horrors and wonders THE Living Paradox’s machinations had wrought!