Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Chapter 3670  Ashes V

Existential Unraveling.

Noahʼs body burned with the True Source of Ruination as he unleashed a terrifying capability.

The True Source of Ruination could identify the foundational ”threads” that composed a being- their memories, identities, concepts, and pull them apart with eerie precision into absolute ruin.

And so, it released those crimson threads.

Threads capable of isolating the weak points within True Sources of Existence and unraveling them, leaving the target in a state of unbeing.

And as they did, his chest radiated a terrifying white-gold brilliance- the Cradle of Purity ready to receive any unraveled threads of existence and devour them whole.

SKEEE!

The two Dead Things roared with maddened fervor, their very beings thrumming in an excited state they hadnʼt felt in millions of years.

Because, for the first time, they were inside the depths of the Wheel of Existence.

Until now, they had fought only within the Infinite Ravines.

This moment—this choice—was everything they had been dreaming of, coming true in the span of an instant.

The moment the Origin Singed chose to fully return to the folds of the Wheel.

The two of them had been present in the Gateway Domus he protected at the time. Theyʼd followed his returning Weavings—like a path carved just for them.

They had left behind three other Dead Things in that Gateway Domus, unfortunate enough to not be within its folds when the Origin Singed made his return.

They would forever regret it.

Because, by now, that Gateway Domus was likely being taken—merged into another.

So, their entrance into the Wheel of Existence would not go quietly. Their Dead True Sources of Existence erupted in full, ready to stand against the Origin Singed they once knew, and…

BOOM!

Noahʼs Weavings arrived at that exact moment, surrounding and bombarding the two Dead Things with countless crimson threads of brilliance that sought to break down their weavings.

But it wasnʼt just that.

”What...the hell?”

The Dead Things were utterly shocked. Not by the power—the complexity felt surprisingly manageable.

No. What shocked them was that the threads were unbinding and devouring trace amounts of their Dead True Sources.

A being with a Living True Source of Existence was devouring fragments of their Dead True Sources?

They were stupefied. Because they knew how corrupted their Dead True Sources were.

Even if dispersed, they always returned. Parasitic weavings that never left.

Yet…

The crimson threads of Ruination did break down the fragments. And then... devoured them.

Their eyes watched in disbelief as dark gray threads of death and decimation flowed through crimson lines—until they were absorbed into the dazzling white-gold object spinning in the chest of a distant being.

They looked at him like heʼd lost his mind. As if they wanted to say, ”Dude, are you okay? Eating our weavings will kill you, you know?”

Even the Origin Singed turned in that moment—gaze sharp, expression unreadable—as multiple Pillars of Concordance of the Singed burst outward.

A grandiose battle began.

Shockingly, a Cradle of Purity was being wielded as a weapon!

This battle, unfolding in the Frequency of Light, had Noah facing down two Dead Things alongside the Origin Singed, even as the fallout of his past mistakes reverberated across existence.

His gaze soured as he looked up, vision crossing countless weavings until it landed on the Infinite Ravines.

—

BOOM!

The Great Beyonder, VeylʼAethra, and Noah were unleashing their True Sources of Existence to withstand the arrival of the Dead Things. And shockingly, the situation wasnʼt completely dire.

Thanks to Noah.

His white-gold flames emanating from the True Source of the Singed had empowered the True Sources of both VeylʼAethra and the Great Beyonder, allowing them to release more than double their usual complexity.

Fiery Pillars of Concordance blazed across the battlefield, stabilizing their Harmonized Sourcebound Icon Complexities.

But just as the trio mightʼve found reason to breathe…

Noah sighed.

He looked up first. He had expected this.

”It seems,” he muttered, ”that things are about to get a little more dreadful… because of someoneʼs stupid mistake.”

VeylʼAethra and the Great Beyonder followed his gaze, stunned.

A space equivalent to an entire omniverse away fractured, collapsing—as if something else was being layered atop it.

Another Domus was being merged.

The Great Beyonder gawked, shaking her head in disbelief.

”You absolutely cannot be serious, right?”

It wasnʼt even directed at Noah.

It was like she was asking the Wheel of Existence itself…

”Really? Really???”

Because what was happening was utterly maddening.

Noah looked on, voicing it calmly.

”The Origin Singed left his post to protect the True Frequency of the Singed—even after I told him not to. His return to the Wheel has pulled in two more Dead Things…in addition to Bob.”

…!

His words only brought worse news.

The othersʼ expressions darkened, but Noah continued.

”Bob is contained. The other two are being held off too. The merging Domus is likely what the Origin Singed left behind. But to withstand it and the Dead Things within…itʼs going to take far more complexity.”

His eyes burned with quiet brilliance, contemplating countless possibilities.

His True Source of the Singed had incredible empowering potential, but the way he was using it… barely tapped even five percent of its capabilities.

His thoughts raced.

How much change could he unleash in a span of an instant?

He turned to the Great Beyonder as many possibilities came together at once, and he came to a decision.

”I…may have a method to boost your current complexity by a tremendous degree in a short time. The environment here isnʼt ideal, so Iʼll do it through your Trace Weavings of Existence in the Amarantos Dream under the Wheel of Existence.”

…!

He said it like it was simple.

The Great Beyonder looked at him, utterly dumbfounded.

But Noah? He was already continuing the conversation somewhere else entirely.

—

All of it contained in the span of a moment.

The span…of an instant.

Within an Amarantos Dream.

Atop a surreal landscape of obsidian-gold mountains and floating clouds, Noah stood, eyes fixed on Azzurra—now hosting the fully assimilated consciousness of the Great Beyonder as his voice echoed out to her.

”You mentioned two methods of increasing complexity: the Mechanic of Ascension via Existential Source Trials, and the Mechanic of Ascension via Source Devouring Evolution. I…I am creating a third Mechanic of Ascension right now.”

…!

As if it were that simple.

Right now.

The Great Beyonder just stared at him, completely incredulous!