Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse-Chapter 3640 True! III

The Origin Singed welcomed the sight of a new, profound purity.

Over the years, it had witnessed a few entities who surpassed the Weavings of Existence and were capable enough to attain a True Source.

It had even stood beside many entities who held True Sources and were now fighting alongside it in the Infinite Ravines.

Even if their complexity was higher, the level of purity this new entity exhibited... seemed unmatched. Even compared to itself!

How could a being in the distance obtain such purity?

That question buzzed through the mind of the Origin Singed as, at that moment, it turned to look behind towards an extremely distant location- one that very few, if any, even knew existed within the True Frequency of the Singed.

A place closest to the Wheel of Existence. Where, if one possessed enough purity, they might just catch a glimpse of it.

But that was bad.

Very bad.

Nobody should be able to glimpse the Wheel of Existence.

It was too pristine- its weavings too intricate to be observed or touched by any Existence.

Even the Singed dared not entrench upon its weavings. It left them untouched.

But what choice would this new entity make?

"…"

Choices.

They remained the one constant every existence had to make.

And depending on the choices made, existence could flow in a completely different direction!

—

BOOM!

The birth of a True Source was a unique phenomenon- so much so that even Noah paused, taking a few seconds to marvel at it.

When he had obtained the True Source Atlas of Existence, the sensation had already been profound. The choice to shape his own flow of existence, whether to align with the existing flow of the Wheel or to create his own divergent path, was unfathomable.

But this new source… it was even clearer. More defined.

He felt like an object floating in a vast sea- a sea filled with waves, twists, and turns. Most simply flowed with the tide, swept away by its overwhelming force.

Entities like him, the Great Usurper, the Queen of Matter, the Beyonder, the Peacemaker, and others- they all carried their own waves in this sea. Their mere movement could shift its flow in their vicinity.

But in the end, they were still within the sea.

Now, Noah had gained the ability to step out of it like a few others.

Others who were weaker may not be able to survive the separation, but he could.

The flames of the Singed burned with terrifying allure, elevated by this new True Source. It held far more flexibility than the Atlas of Existence, and his complexity had multiplied dramatically in a short period of time.

He could now feel it as he felt the endless flows of Existence that passed through frequencies all around him.

A convergence point where countless flows of the sea gathered.

Because even though the sea seemed endless, it didn't spread infinitely in all directions. All its countless weavings... were converging toward a single point.

If anyone wanted access to the vast sea, they had to pass through that one entry and exit.

And at this moment, Noah could sense that access point.

It was distant.

It was extremely far away!

But he knew what it was.

The Infinite Ravines.

His weavings shimmered with curiosity, his complexity rising as he began preparing for his next move.

His body's weavings in the Amarantos Dream churned.

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He sat atop an obsidian-gold mountain, his upper body bare. Beside him lay Azzurra, the Lost Avatar of the Beyonder, breathing peacefully with closed eyes as her gorgeous figure was barely covered.

She looked... unburdened. The countless shackles that had weighed her down were vanishing.

Then, she heard Noah's voice beside her.

"I have located the True Frequency of the Singed and obtained my True Source."

…!

He said it as casually as commenting on the weather.

Nonchalantly as if it was nothing much!

And yet—

BOOM!

Waves of immense complexity burst from Azzurra's body as the Trace Will of the Great Beyonder returned in full. It was almost like it had always been there and had not fully left.

"What the fuck do you mean you've obtained a True Source? It's been less than an hour since I last talked to you—!"

She had started with confusion but was abruptly silenced.

Because Noah's body erupted in a silent, blazing radiance- a white-gold flame that radiated nothing but the raw allure of a True Source.

"…"

Azzurra stared, stunned. Her dazed eyes looked as though they questioned the very foundation of reality.

"You…"

She had no words.

Noah simply smiled, looking toward her as he spoke.

"I believe I can sense the Infinite Ravines where all those legends I've heard about are said to reside. I'll send one of my bodies over."

…!

He was ready to begin.

But before he could move, the Great Beyonder's expression shifted sharply as she shook her head and shouted,

"No!"

…!

"No?" Noah raised an eyebrow at her outburst.

She continued, her voice stern…as if she was about to unveil a secret she did not mention before.

"Something all of us eventually realized in the Infinite Ravines…is that it's a place of Absolute Complex True Weavings. It…traps whatever True Source enters. Any entity with a True Source that has been channeled by the Wheel of Existence will have their entire Source locked down inside that place! That's why none of us have returned."

HUUM!

"When the Wheel senses a constant threat bearing down on it, it shuts everything out. For the last few eons, the Infinite Ravines have been sealed. One can step out and experience the convergence point of all Existence's weavings. The Infinite Ravines can even elevate one's complexity further due to their brilliance. But so long as the Wheel still senses the approach of the dead things, it will remain closed to ensure nothing passes through. All of us…we've been inadvertently made into guards. Protectors of a home we can never return to unless we leave behind little threads of ourselves. Remnant Weavings. Trace Wills. Echoes that barely contain our true power."

…!

"If we push too much True Source into them...we risk creating entanglements that link back to the Wheel, violating its will. One of us, driven mad after countless eons, tried returning. They sent over more than half their True Source forcefully…and during the chaos that followed because of his actions, an injured Dead Thing was able to pierce the Ravines and enter the weavings of the Wheel."