Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3976

Chapter 3976: I Am A Humble Merchant! II

Alexander’s face remained calm as he looked ahead, his expression betraying nothing of whatever thoughts might be churning beneath his composed exterior.

Yet before he could respond, Tristesse’s voice cut through the moment with dangerous precision.

"What?" she said, her tone still maintaining that brilliant, terrifying sweetness. "His friend? Someone from the same Nullvein Gravewake Folds as him?"

Her smile grew sharper, taking on edges that could have cut through dimensions.

"Because nobody can get in or out of those Folds...we have locked them down and we’ve been searching through them and finding nothing. So who exactly... could this possibly be?"

...!

They observed in growing amazement as Noah, seemingly oblivious to the attention he was drawing, calmly and regally waved his hand.

Reality responded to his gesture with eager compliance, causing a tyrannical purple throne to materialize from crystallized authority and ambient power.

The throne was a masterwork of arrogant design, its form suggesting comfort and dominance!

Noah settled onto it with the grace of one who had never doubted his right to command the very fabric of existence.

Yet even this display paled beside what followed!

Noah waved his hands again, and reality bent to accommodate his will once more. Radiant glass woks materialized in the air before him, floating with the casual defiance of gravity.

The woks were filled with cuts of meat that blazed with their own internal radiance, each piece seemingly carved from creatures that had transcended the normal boundaries of existence!

The moment they appeared, an aroma began to spread through the air...a scent so intoxicating, so fundamentally appealing to every level of existence, that it bypassed rational thought entirely.

The effect was immediate and absolute. Every entity present felt their very Existences begin to throb with desperate need, as if the deepest parts of their beings had suddenly awakened to the realization that they would never be complete without whatever treasures rested within those floating vessels!

Fold Dwellers found themselves taking involuntary steps forward.

Living Existences who had transcended normal appetites felt ancient hungers stirring to life within them!

Royal Law Tristesse’s eyes became sharp.

"A Fold Dweller from Nullvein Gravewake Folds?" she said, her voice carrying the kind of skepticism that could have withered flowers. "My ass he’s a Fold Dweller."

She turned her attention to Alexander with predatory intensity, her smile never wavering even as her words carried the weight of authority.

"Little Asmodeus... Little Alexander, why don’t you tell me about this friend of yours? Apart from you, he seems to be another anomaly from those supposedly empty Folds."

The request was delivered with such sweet reasonableness that it took several moments for the underlying command to register.

This was Royal Living Law Tristesse demanding information with the kind of gentle insistence!

Alexander, however, simply shook his head, his expression remaining calm even in the face of such focused attention.

His refusal to answer was delivered without explanation, without justification, with the simple certainty of someone who understood that some secrets should not be mentioned!

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