Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3983

Chapter 3983: Choices and Consequences! V

Toward her gaze filled with eager anticipation, Noah smiled with an expression that carried layers of meaning she was only beginning to perceive.

"You may actually die if you aren’t careful," he said, his words delivered with calm certainty that sent chills through her enhanced consciousness, "as the place you are going already has an enemy that multiple Dukes may have to stand together against. So... I will come with you."

The statement struck Moiraine heavily, alarm flooding through her features as she shook her head with incredulous disbelief!

Her mind raced through possibilities, each one more disturbing than the last as she struggled to process what he was suggesting.

"What place is this?" she demanded, "And Sir, you are... much weaker than me, you know? Maybe stay here, and I will brave everything myself."

Her words were straightforward and majestic, carrying within them genuine concern that transcended every protocol of respect or deference.

She was no longer afraid of speaking her mind when his safety was at stake, her loyalty expressing itself through protective instincts that overrode every other consideration.

She thought of him first before anything else, prioritizing his wellbeing over her own advancement or the completion of whatever mission he might have in mind!

Noah’s smile deepened at her response. Yet his decision remained unchanged, crystallized through calculations that took into account variables she could not yet perceive.

"I want to see as well," he said, "so get as powerful as possible to protect me...we will leave shortly."

...!

With those words hanging in the crystalline air between them, Noah turned away from her position and moved across the golden sands toward the cultivation plots where seeds had been planted with careful precision.

Behind him, Moiraine settled back onto the vibrant sands with stern determination written across her features. If he insisted on placing himself in danger, then she would forge at least one more Kleos Glyph of Paradoxical Genesis before they departed.

Every additional layer of protection she could provide might mean the difference between his survival and catastrophe.

Noah approached the cultivation plots with steps that left glowing impressions in the golden sands, his enhanced perception taking in every detail of the agricultural paradise that had been created through his blood and careful planning.

The plots themselves were marvels, each one carved from the blessed earth through the sacrifice of his essence as an Early Creature!

Within these blessed rectangles of earth, the seeds of Auric Vitae Grass had been planted with spacing that suggested careful attention to optimal growing conditions.

Though still in their earliest stages of development, the seeds had already begun to respond. Tiny shoots of green-gold vegetation pushed through the radiant soil like fingers reaching toward light, their surfaces already displaying the characteristic shimmer that marked them as something beyond normal plant life.

The sight of them filled Noah with satisfaction as this was the foundation upon which he would build advancement that could rival the greatest achievements of the Earliest Folds.

Beside the plots, Heidrun lounged with the casual arrogance that had become her trademark. Her lustrous white fur caught and reflected the golden light of the Shore until she appeared to be carved from compressed starlight itself, while her crystalline eyes regarded the emerging vegetation with obvious pride and anticipation.

The magnificent goat had positioned herself with strategic precision, close enough to the plots to discourage any other being from approaching her future delicacies, yet far enough away to maintain an air of imperial detachment.

Noah approached her position and reached out to stroke her head, his fingers running through fur that felt like silk woven from pure light.

Heidrun allowed the gesture with regal tolerance, raising her head with expressions of pride and arrogance that somehow managed to convey gratitude without diminishing her imperial bearing in the slightest!

Satisfied with this moment of connection, Noah turned his attention to the real purpose of his approach. He waved his hands with movements that carried the authority to reshape reality itself, calling forth treasures that had been acquired through careful trade in the markets of Aeternitas Concordia.

The herbs materialized in the space before him like offerings presented to existence itself, each one blazing with its own unique signature of power and potential.

The moment these precious specimens entered the atmosphere of the Early Veiled Shore, reality itself seemed to take notice of their presence!

|Multiple cultivation-ready specimens have been detected within the Early Veiled Shore’s domain. Transcendent Veilmoss, Chronos Petrichor, Void-Heart Chrysanthemums, Echo Sage, and Infinity’s Breath Orchids have been identified as compatible for planting.|

HUUM!

|To properly establish cultivation plots for specimens of this magnitude, the sacrifice of Early Creature Blood will be required. Recommended allocation: 180 drops per standard plot for Transcendent-grade specimens, 250 drops per plot for Temporal-sensitive varieties, 150 drops for Void-attuned species.|

|Current specimens require a total of 580 drops of Early Creature Blood to establish proper cultivation environments. Proceed with plot establishment?|

Noah smiled at the cascade of information, his eyes shining with anticipation as he absorbed the implications of what these herbs could provide.

"Take whatever is needed," he said.

The response was immediate and visceral. His skin split open along precise lines that followed the natural flow of authority through his enhanced physiology, allowing drops of crimson-gold blood to flow forth with the stately grace of liquid starlight.

Each drop that emerged carried within it the compressed essence of what it meant to be an Early Creature, potential so concentrated that Existence itself seemed to bend around their passage through the air.

Where each drop touched the blessed earth of the Shore, transformation began immediately.

The golden sands shifted and reformed, their very nature being rewritten by the influence of Early Creature essence. Square plots of fertile land rose from the Shore itself, their surfaces shining with white-gold radiance.

The sight was magnificent to behold...blood given freely for the purpose of creation rather than destruction!

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