Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3803

Chapter 3803: Unique Origin III

The silence hung like a drop of water on a blade until Noah’s voice, steady and dry, finally cut through it.

"The words of a being with no memory are unique, aren’t they?" he said, his tone almost casual. "Lets not pay too much heed to them, hmm?"

He gestured lightly with his hand toward the distance. "We’ve still got nine treasure chests waiting for us. Full of unknown wonders..."

"..."

A ripple spread through the square.

A release.

The tension didn’t vanish, but it loosened. Like fingers uncurled from a blade’s hilt.

Eyes shifted back to Gardens.

Hands began to rise toward Cubes again.

But the tale of the Creature, Living Origin, and Living Paradox lingered in their minds.

Even Master Shen exhaled, as though coming back to himself, muttering...that he needed a drink.

Master Hannibal, however, lingered. His eyes stayed locked on Sigrid for a breath too long- sharp and clinical.

And then he turned coldly, moving away.

Noah, sensing it all, nudged Sigrid gently with his elbow.

"Come on. Nurture your Garden," he said with a light smile.

But then he paused, something sharp flickering behind his eyes. "Speaking of which... what’s yours?"

Sigrid hesitated, then leaned closer. Her voice barely above a whisper.

"...It said I got the Exclusive Living Origin Garden Archetype- Mother of Origin."

"..."

Noah blinked once.

Then twice.

Exclusive.

His was Unique, already beyond comprehension.

But Exclusive?

"..."

It may be something entirely meant for her in this whole place.

His gaze sharpened instinctively, reading her features anew. But she didn’t even understand what that classification meant.

She looked almost apologetic for speaking it aloud.

He forced the tension in his shoulders to relax and smiled.

"Good," he said gently. "Then nurture it. Carefully. Just follow your instincts. "

He turned back toward his own Garden, the weight of the moment returning to his chest as he inhaled and focused inward.

The Living Origin Garden of the Runic Battle Mage bloomed inside him like a glowing crimson-gold sigil embedded over his Living Wheel.

Nine vines sprouted from the central bud, each one arching into space like radiant rivers of potential.

Each vine bore nine glowing nodes that were crimson-gold plus signs lined like beads of fate.

And each vine terminated... in something greater.

An Origin Ability.

He reached toward the first vine.

Its flow pulsed with vibrant energy, and as he brushed his consciousness along the nodes, knowledge flowed.

|+100 Living Origin Energy and +50 Living Origin Vigor|

Simple.

Foundational.

The numbers increased per node. Adding and Multiplying.

But the tenth node... burned brighter.

|[Runic Enhancement: Origin Skin] - Enchants your body with a reactive weave of Runic Origin Lattices of Defense. Gain passive resistance to Origin damage.|

"...Not bad," Noah murmured as he looked at this pathway.

He moved on.

The second vine gave him a slightly different feeling. Faster. Hotter.

|+200 Living Origin Energy and +10 Living Origin Vigor|

The imbalance was obvious. A more volatile path where energy was even more favored.

And the tenth node?

|[Runic Battle Skill: Fireball] - Launch a compressed rune-inscribed flame that scales with Living Origin Energy. With enough advancement of the Living Origin Garden Archetype- Runic Battle Mage, even the output of the Flame of Origin that birthed Wheels of Existence is possible to unleash.|

...!

"Fireball..."

Noah said under his breath.

And paused.

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