Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Chapter 3677: Point of No Return V

The living and the dead did not mix.

This statement seemed to be an absolute truth that remained staunch, and yet, as always- exceptions existed!

That which used to be the Origin Singed was struck by a half-shattered Dead Absolute Complex True Source, nearly causing his existence to collapse. But at that critical moment, the intervention of Noah and the weavings of the Great Usurper striking at the same time allowed something fantastical to be born.

The old Origin Singed, who had lived for millions of years, was no more. His pure flames were now under the control of the Great Usurper, who found a surprising connection and calling to the Dead Things.

The living was being drawn toward the dead, and for reasons unknown, it was unfathomably easier for him to expand his efforts of usurpation upon them than anyone else.

Noah looked at the figure of the Great Usurper as he acclimated to his new body and gave a light nod.

”No other Dead Things exist in these weavings of the wheel. At this moment, the only possible source of trouble remains the Infinite Ravines. Be careful there.”

He offered the warning to his old friend, who smiled toward him and gave a light nod as his body began to burn with white-gold flames.

”To this day, I can never quite get a handle on the progression of power. When I took over the body of an Existence Severing entity, I looked at the very concept of existence they severed and thought to myself- wow, this is absolutely incredible. Then I took over a Pioneer, then a Lesser Source, a Greater Source, a Prime Source… every single one made me feel and see more. Now, Iʼve got my hands on a True Source- someone at the Harmonized Sourcebound Icon Complexity stage, apparently… and who knows what lies beyond this?”

The Great Usurper spoke with a smile full of melancholy, as if he was both expectant and cautious of what the future held.

Noah looked toward him, his calm weavings settling, as he replied.

”True Sources are the apex of complexity in existence, yet they are also stages filled with countless wonders. They rely on both the Purity and Complexity of Existence. Youʼll gain complexity fairly easily; the main issue is Purity. But you did take over the body of the Origin Singed- one of the purest existences due to his concept. So maybe youʼll be okay in that field as well. For the Infinite Ravines- do you want to come to the same region where I am with a few others, or…”

Noah posed the question, but the Great Usurper shook his head vehemently.

”The same Gateway Domus as you? Not in a million years. I assume youʼll clear it fairly soon—it might be empty of Dead Things right after. Ashmole had a point when he spoke about you and your Flow. Itʼs far too massive…you absorb everything around you. Your Flow is bigger than mine as youʼre the one person I never wanted to compete against when it comes to resources. When thereʼs an overabundance of them, Iʼll be there. And with the memories of the Origin Singed… what lies beyond the Infinite Ravines may be even more confounding, with countless opportunities waiting. But, one step at a time… one step at a time.”

The Great Usurper made his decision. Noah nodded, watching as his old friend returned the gesture. His body began to flicker with a terrifying array of complexity as he took a step and disappeared.

”Iʼll keep in touch. And Iʼll keep looking for Bob. He completely isolated me in the White Wheel of Existence, which he then destroyed—as if he knew that, someday, he would need to do that to deal with me and multiple other issues. Among all the enemies weʼve faced… this one is different. He feels like us—like someone supported by the very weavings of reality and existence…”

The words of the Great Usurper resonated across the restoring frequency of light as Noah gave a light nod, watching as the weaving of his old friend vanished into the Weave and headed toward the Infinite Ravines.

Bob was like them.

This became more and more true over time. Of all the beings in his entire wheel-law of existence, Bob was the only one whose Flow exceeded all others.

A singular product of an entire Absolute Complex True Source.

Their first clash had ended, but he would return. When he did, Noah wanted to eliminate the sense of competition completely—to become so advanced in both Purity and Complexity of Existence that even if Bob was ten or a hundred times stronger than before, there would be ultimate closure by the time they met again.

He affirmed this silently as he examined his own existence.

The True Sources of the Singed, Existence, Ruination, and Runes burned within him.

Four True Sources of Existence!

Within his Cradle of Purity, he was drawing in multiple Dead Things, as they offered immense purity and complexity—resources he would soon allocate with purpose.

And his Last Mundi of Power… was nearly finished forming a new System of Existence. Once complete, his True Source Atlas of Existence would be whole.

There was much left to do, but he progressed steadily, ensuring the very weavings of existence around him didnʼt collapse.

Ruination would continue journeying across multiple frequencies of the wheel to obtain whatever shattered remnants and pieces remained—moving toward becoming a full Ruined Miniare Wheel of Existence.

If she could become an Absolute Complex True Source, it would mean another burst of complexity—ensuring Noah could handle any future battles effortlessly.

And then, there was the Infiniverse Megalos.

A wonder with complexity larger than any Frequency he had experienced so far—perhaps rivaled only by the true Frequency of the Singed.

Within this construct resided his family and his people.

Whenever he made tremendous leaps in complexity and power, they followed. At this moment, they had entire Frequencies of Existence as their playground.

It would be a time of preparation and of savoring the wonders that came with the complexity of existence as they readied themselves for whatever Bob or any other Dead Thing dared to throw their way.