Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse-Chapter 3700: Everything IV

So long as they were alive, there was always use in fighting!

The Holder of the True Source of Asche grasped Noah's white-gold flames as they came to bathe his body entirely, the ash surrounding him becoming even more radiant and pure!

A gray sea of ash exploded from him with terrifying intensity as he continued.

"I have gone by many names, but I have been here since the Eighth Breaking of the Wheel. You all can call me Arthur, the Sea of Ash. And if I were you, I would grab that bundle of white-gold flames to empower yourself, even if it's only slightly against what we face."

…!

His words rang out like something unfathomable, undeniable, and absolute.

And many Living Legends looked at one another before, one by one, they began to reach out toward the radiant white-gold flames.

The Great Beyonder and the Great Usurper had long since taken hold of these white-gold flames the moment they appeared, the latter looking toward Noah as he voiced out:

"I would ask how your True Source is capable of empowering as many Nascent Source-Bearers, Harmonized Sourcebound Icons, and Resplendent Monads as you wish, but I believe it's better not to ask. As always… fights with you are grand ones. But even I… do not know about this one today."

…!

The words were whispered, only to Noah. He alone heard them. He alone understood them.

And he knew they were true—because even the Great Usurper was uncertain of what was coming.

But just because they were doubtful didn't mean they couldn't try.

In a short period of time, all of the Living Legends had their bodies bathed in white-gold flames, their eyes showing varying levels of shock amidst the seriousness as they gave Noah sidelong glances.

The First Watcher of the Wheelomachy floated toward the Witness, who came in near Arthur, the Sea of Ash, as she asked:

"How do we fight this?"

She asked for guidance from those older than her.

She asked the Witness—who came with the allure of the white-gold Wheel that stood radiant even now behind them, making them bask in a warm glow that reminded them they were not alone in this!

And yet the blindfolded Witness only looked ahead at the Dead Things while remaining quiet, his mouth moving to utter a few words that nobody knew who they were directed to.

|She promised.|

HUUM!

She promised.

Who promised? What did they promise?

The Wheel of Existence? Or someone else?

Many were confounded by those cryptic words, but Noah knew exactly what the Witness was referring to—and it was none other than the words of the Infiniverse to the Wheel of Existence: that she would help it through its next transformation!

But… things had changed so drastically fast that it was unknown what would become of that promise.

"Get ready."

Arthur, the Sea of Ash, voiced out as above him, the mightiest Mythic True Signature of Asche he had ever unleashed bloomed—his senses, as one of the most powerful here, telling him the Dead Things were about to move!

—

At the cusp of a truly heavy battle.

In the budding Infiniverse Wheel of Existence.

Near the massive Spoke of Entropy.

Massive, illusory versions of Noah floated grandly as if they were Quasi-Mythic True Signatures, observing the advancements while convening a Council in these perilous times.

A body the size of an Omniverse wreathed in white-gold flames could be seen, representing the True Source of the Singed.

A stellar obsidian illusory body stood with gravitas and wonder, representing the True Source of Existence.

Ruination, Runes, and Entropy were also there—as in another moment…

BOOM!

A white-green Signature of Noah bloomed—it was… Continuity!

|The Second Spoke of Existence has bloomed.|

|The True Source of Continuity, sitting at Quasi-High Purity and Moderate Complexity, has been born.|

Bountiful waves of information began to arrive, but Noah ignored them. After the massive white-gold Spoke formed to connect to the illusory ring of the newly forming Wheel, the Infiniverse Megalos was already proceeding ahead as…

|The Living Absolute Complex True Frequency of Manadynamics has begun its formation.|

A radiant blue gushed out.

Mana.

A significant part of Noah.

A major part of Noah!

But…

"It will not be enough."

…!

Of the Council of Noahs gathered, the True Source of Existence spoke out with regality and wonder, stating the truth.

Many parts of him knew it!

The True Source of Continuity, newly formed and learning about its terrifying weavings, looked toward Existence before it replied in agreement.

"All appearing enemies have been selected as targets under True Severed Adaptive Power of Existence. Our Complexity is rising faster than ever before, but still… it will not be enough."

WAA!

The words were neither despairing nor angry—they only stated the facts!

As the Weaver of Existence, he had read the unfathomably High Complexity of the Dead Things—the Mawbearers especially. Even if he became a genuine Resplendent Monad in multiple True Sources, he would only be able to match and, over time, take down a single Mawbearer!

If it had only ever remained the 77th Mawbearer of Recursive Hunger, this is how everything would have played out.

But Veltraxis did not follow the script.

He rapidly and instantly called many more like him.

So…

"We can only forge ahead and do all that we can."

The deep voice of the Singed boomed out as he waved his hands.

"All the refined Purity and Complexity within the Cradle of Purity… shall now go toward the Pathways of the True Sources of Quintessence, Infinity, Cheats, Paradox, and Protagonist."

WAA!

One heavy decision was made.

In the depths of Noah's being, anchored in the depths of the Infiniverse, magnificence began to flourish.

"Add one more."

The weavings of Existence perked up and stated.

"Take Kuklos to a True Source first, and complete the True Source Atlas of Existence. The budding System in the Last Mundi of Power shall be… Veritarch—the Truthborne Continuum."

HUUM!

A part of Noah made a grand declaration, and the others looked at one another and nodded with shining eyes.

His Atlas.

His Construct.

At this moment, the weavings of Dark Matter, Anti-Matter, and Matter that were circling within all came together to achieve a simple result.

A complex result.

Veritarch.

The Truthborne Continuum, as everything seemed to be leading to True, True, and True!

Veritas meant Truth, and Arche meant Origin.

This last System of Existence was what was meant to be the origin of what made Noah true.

The prior Mundis of Power represented a great deal of unique Complexity, but the last one… it was meant to transcend everything—as in its Finality, it was meant to reason and include all others.

It was meant to define and answer WHY certain weavings were allowed to be the way that they were! freёweɓnovel.com

BOOM!

And at this moment, after being designed and rejected again and again in the Last Mundi, it was given its identity as it came to be.

And it bathed itself with wonder.

Stellar verdant-blue brilliance bathed everything.

Green blue!

It bathed the other Mundis of Power with wonder.

It bathed the True Source Atlas of Existence with wonder.

It bathed… Everything.

Everything!