Chapter 4661: THE! II

Noah felt THE Organ of Civilization and THE Grimoire of Infinite Lexicons in his mind pulsing with immensity. They were drawing in tremendous waves of potential endlessly. Like twin hearts pumping not blood but pure possibility through the veins of his existence.

Across his veins and vessels and Heart of Infinite Lexicons, rivers of Phonemes and Logos had now begun to flow and refine his existence passively. He could feel them coursing through him. Fire warming his meridians. Water cooling his consciousness. Earth stabilizing his foundation. Air lightening his spirit.

All of it flowing and all of it refining. All of it making him more!

And regardless of apocalypses, struggles, unfairness... the one thing he always loved across existence was exactly this.

The sense of advancement.

The sense of finding out something new.

The sense of unmasking the wonders of existence.

Even putting aside all the messy aspects of existence and all the terrifying beings out there, the sheer fact that he, a nobody, now laid claim to one of the aspects of The Oldest Paradox of Existence... that alone was enough to cause him to reflect with amazement.

He had started as a human. A regular human in a world that had been invaded by dungeons and monsters. He had clawed his way up through blood and pain and impossible choices. He had become a King. An Emperor. A being that shook Folds.

And now he had laid claim to The First Tongue itself.

Yes, existence could suck sometimes.

But it held so many wonders that he wanted to continue exploring. It held so many limits he wanted to overcome that he didn’t want it to end.

The Fallout would not end this.

THE Living Paradox or THE Creature or THE Primordial Chaos would not end his path.

He would ensure it.

After all, he had just laid claim to THE First Tongue itself. He had laid a claim on THE Infinite Mana on the eve of a terrifying Apocalypse.

Surviving The Fallout would merely be the first step. He was genuinely curious what THE Living Paradox and THE Creature had in store.

And of course, THE Living Elemental, that bum of an existence, that waste of elements, his sworn enemy across existence, would also be free from THE Loom.

He smiled as he thought of this.

And more prompts came.

|Notification: The Edicts of Your Civilization are being edited to match your current Way.|

|All subsidiary structures must evolve according to your Way after it has attained THE.|

|The Sovereign Spires of Osmont have completed their journey.|

|Final Stage Achieved: THE Stanchions of Infinity.|

|THE Stanchions of Infinity are conceptual pillars of support within your existence.|

|They reinforce your Foundation, stabilize your Civilization, and anchor your Way to Observable Existence itself.|

|Features of THE Stanchions of Infinity:|

|Feature One: Civilization Specialization Unlock. The Stanchions unlock additional Civilization Specializations for your people.|

|Feature Two: Passive Phoneme Production. Each Stanchion acts as a passive producer of Phonemes of The First Tongue within your existence. Production Rate: 3 Phonemes per Stanchion per hour currently, will scale upwards.|

|Feature Three: External Manifestation Capability. THE Stanchions of Infinity can be outwardly manifested to establish THE Existential Faraday Cage.|

|THE Existential Faraday Cage:|

|159 THE Stanchions of Infinity can be placed around The Infiniverse to block external Weavings of Existence.|

|All components of existence are composed of waves and strings at their most fundamental level.|

|THE Existential Faraday Cage is a barrier designed to absorb external attacks that come as forms of waves and strings.|

|Energy attacks, authority suppression, conceptual assaults, temporal manipulation, spatial distortion, and even attacks composed of The First Tongue itself will be absorbed by the Cage rather than penetrating to the interior.|

|Absorption Capacity: Dependent on the combined strength of all 159 Stanchions.|

...!

Noah observed internally as these Stanchions manifested within his existence.

THE Quintessential Stanchion of Infinity shined with a colorless grandeur. It looked like some sort of infinitely stretching tower that had no end. Just eternal vertical expanse.

THE Tyranny Stanchion of Infinity shined stellar purple. Its surface crackled with authority that demanded submission from all who perceived it.

THE Loot Stanchion of Infinity gleamed with pure gold. Wealth and harvest radiated from it in waves that promised endless accumulation.

And many more!

All 159 were lit up brilliantly. They looked like pillars supporting his Foundation even more securely than before. Each one unique. Each one powerful. Each one a testament to how far his Civilization had come.

He broke down the capabilities of THE Stanchions of Infinity in his mind.

Passive Phoneme production meant his mastery of The First Tongue would continue growing even when he wasn’t actively cultivating. 159 Stanchions producing 3 Phonemes per hour each. That was 477 Phonemes per hour flooding into his existence automatically.

The Civilization Specializations would give his people more paths to power. More ways to grow. More options for surviving what was coming.

But the Faraday Cage...

That was the real prize.

A barrier that could absorb attacks composed of waves and strings. And since all components of existence were waves and strings at their most fundamental level, that meant the barrier could absorb essentially anything.

Energy. Authority. Concepts. Time. Space. Even The First Tongue.

Everything.

Noah thought about this paired with the Logos and Phonemes that he and The Infiniverse were forging outside the barrier of The Infiniverse. Defensive Architecture being passively manifested. Hundreds of Phonemes blooming. THE Bastions of Infinity producing 100 Logos of Defensive Architecture per hour.

Would it all not be more than enough for survival against The Fallout?

He smiled at the thought. As he was thinking this...

In the next moment, another set of prompts cascaded down.

But...

HUUM!

They came from the surrounding existence. From the glimmer of THE Civilizational Authority Noah could now see across existence. They didn’t simply come as a prompt.

Noah heard...a voice.

And it was a heavy and deep voice that held unfathomable majesty.

This voice said...

|Welcome, you have arrived truly and finally in THE Vakochev Scales of Existence. You now matter. You now...|

...!

The voice stopped midway before it continued.

|Error.|

HUUM!

|Error.|

|...|

There was a long pause as Noah stared with stern eyes, and then...

|Vakochev has grown aware of an Anomalous entrant in THE Scales of Existence.|

BOOM!

|Vakochev welcomes the challenge.|

...!

BOOM!

With a burst of brilliance, the voice and its majestic brilliance faded.

Noah’s eyes pulsed as his existence buzzed. His expression grew heavy.

Vakochev?

Vakochev?!

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