Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3314

Chapter 3314 Pyrrhus! III

Just because one attained an Eye of Existence, it did not mean they could stand against another entity who had also attained an Eye of Existence.

Their complexity of existence could be many times higher!

That was the terrifying air of power the entities of the throne released, but one of them utterly encompassed all others as her body shone with the singular astral light of crimson radiance.

Her head was a flicker of a burning astral crimson flame that seemed to contain countless cosmos within it, and her weavings of existence…had far exceeded the Ordinance Amalgamation Stage!

An entity that had exceeded the Ordinance Amalgamation stage.

Pyrrhus stared at her closely as within his white pupils of singularities, a faint illusory golden eye was reflected.

[Quintessential Megalonian Nu]:: State of Existence- Existence Severing(Proto). Source of Existence- Megalos. Lifespan- 2 Megalos Cycle/10,000 Megalos Cycles. Records of Weavings-...

…!

She had lived much less than even the Rare Megalonians, and yet she was successful in Severing existence itself!

Her gaze was a profound one as she stared at Pyrrhus with authority and wonder.

"Oh? The little pup formed from a dying singularity turns out to be so obscene? For you to bring him here, you wish to have him undergo a baptism in the Sacred Primal Sea?"

As she spoke, her astral crimson head gazed towards the terrifyingly potent golden sea that stretched out for light years on this massive mountain that was even larger.

Caretaker Nazal smiled with his eyes and nodded as he replied.

"Yes. But not just today- every day from now. My weavings tell me that Young Master Pyrrhus may be the One That Was Promised. To be his Caretaker and watch him grow would be the honor of countless Cycles."

HUUM!

His words caused a blaze of authorities nearby as those on the Nine Thrones became unfathomably serious.

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Over the past few cycles since the Megalonians had come to exist, a few Megalonians were put forward as such a being.

Their weavings of existence were too profound.

They crossed the states of Existence unfathomably quickly.

Their bodies held a sense of reality and royalty that others couldn't match.

But each of them, undoubtedly and without fail, ended up failing either at the Ordinance Amalgamation stage or while trying to Sever Existence itself.

Nobody knew why.

But the most illustrious of the Megalonians who progressed the quickest, the ones that others would look up to with hope…were not able to live up to this high state as their Existence eventually broke down and perished.

It got to the point that any genuine Megalonian being theorized as the One That Was Promised was akin to a death sentence!

It was heavy.

The Existence Severing entity, Nu, sat carefully on her throne as she looked between Caretaker Nazal, who had his head bowed down, and Pyrrhus.

At this moment, time seemed to come to a slowdown until ultimately, everything froze.

The only ones moving and capable of thought were Pyrrhus…and the terrifying Existence Severing entity on the central throne ahead!

Her astral eyes seemed to be flickering with cognizance and thought as a pained expression showed in her eyes- eyes that looked at Pyrrhus bitterly as she voiced out.

"You are not the One That Was Promised."

WAA!