In one field, Noah saw rows of plants that looked like crystallized time, each one representing a different temporal concept being grown from seed to full expression.
Elsewhere, massive trees grew downward from invisible ceilings, their roots reaching toward sky while their branches burrowed into earth, defying orientation itself.
Elsewhere, Fields cultivating…Everythings that looked like waves of stellar brilliance!
Between them, rivers of liquid authority flowed!
And tending these impossible fields were Fold Dwellers and Living Existences whose power made Noah's earlier assessments of strength seem quaint.
His eyes tracked across them to see names and measurements floating above their heads like status displays.
|Mateus of the Golden Harvest|
|Complexity: 1.2 Quadrillion|
|Purity: 1.1 Quadrillion|
Approximately 1 Quadrillion. A being whose power exceeded most Dukes!
And nearby, tending to a field of what looked like solidified destiny:
