Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3788

Chapter 3788: Veiled Sunfolds III

The cold and newly arriving Master of Existence stood with a light of power and glory as her weavings already began to spread out nearby

“I am Master Etheopa,” she said crisply, voice flat and absolute. “Master of Destiny and one of the Architect of these Sunfolds ”

The air trembled.

Noah didn’t blink.

Her eyes, cold as dying stars, swept over him like a ledger being assessed. freewebnøvel.coɱ

“Under normal circumstances,” she continued, “you would be offered terms. Compensation fitting of your… distinction.”

A faint pulse flickered in the golden weavings wrapped tight around her body as Existential Dimensional Lattices of Destiny buzzed.

“You would be honored as an equivalent to a Master of Existence for the aid you could provide the Veiled Sunfolds as a rare and barely observed Unbound Living Paradox.”

Another pause.

Then…

“But these are not normal circumstances.”

Noah said nothing, the folds of his cloak whispering in the windless surroundings.

“We are in a bind,” Etheopa admitted, irritation threading through her otherwise perfect poise. “So, you’ll be filled in as we go.”

Her hand lifted.

The golden Lattices of Destiny around her body bloomed, flaring outward with searing brilliance that wrapped around each of them like streamers of sentient starlight.

And then…

HUUUM!

They moved.

Not walked.

Not teleported.

They delved, their bodies turned into streaks of blinding light as they pierced into the nearest crimson Wheel of Existence, vanishing from the burning folds of the exterior and entering one of the heart of the Sunfolds.

The moment they began descending, Noah’s voice drifted through the motionless light.

Calm and filled with a quiet tyranny.

“So what is this prophecy?” he asked, his gaze sliding toward Master Shen who was floating beside him like a man on a lazy river. “The one you all seem so skittish about. And what exactly do you think I have to do with it?”

Master Shen yawned dramatically.

He looked over at Noah with a smirk.

“Curious?” he mused. ” But I don’t normally do long sermons. That’s Etheopa’s thing.”

He stretched his arms behind his head, then let his voice fall as he continued.

“Still, this little prophecy was interesting to me as it seemed less cryptic than the others ones they have whispered about before. Let’s see, how did it go…”

He lifted his gourd, took a lazy sip, and then spoke out seriously.

|When the Folds quake and the Null bleeds anew

A shadow once silent shall rise in view, powerless yet powerful enough for catastrophes anew

An Anomaly born outside pattern and thread,

Shall walk where the Living Paradoxes once flew

Its birth is a blaze, its silence a bell,

The Sunfolds will burn or they’ll shine too well.

For brilliance to rise and survival to bloom,

That which is closest to the Living Paradoxes must meet its gaze.

The Young Paradox must take challenge

A Null Wonder breaks and tears in two,

A Child of the Sun within will point the view.

And there, the Young Paradox shall be.