Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3315

Chapter 3315 The Rich and the Poor! I

Around the vibrant rings of the Sacred Primal Sea.

A Megalonian had a gaze of pure joy as they felt the shocking waves of the complexity of existence around them, as well as the rapid progression of their existence!

It was a few hundred times more than their own bodies in Megalos Ynnere.

And in front of them…was a boundless golden sea that seemed to have a million times more concentration of existence than the area they were in.

Around them, other Megalonians were seated in meditative positions as their bodies seemed to be made of pure astral brilliance that increased their complexity in fantastical ways!

The senses of Megalonians were attuned tremendously, and they were able to feel glows of power that far exceeded them overseeing everything on this mountain that was many times larger than even a common universe.

These glows of power…they threateningly came from nine thrones floating in the distant skies as the Possessed Megalonian raised their gaze up and shuddered.

'The means of the Omnifather are too profound…'

The Will within the Megalonian spoke out as it was one of the Antediluvian Leviathans that had entered after Arguros.

They didn't have much complexity of existence to unleash after their reserves were cut off greatly just getting to the Trunk of the Tresorverse Primaltree of Existence!

Thus, they only possessed an Average Sacred Primal Megalonian.

This constricted their movements greatly as in the memories of their Possessed, they knew and understood everything occurring nearby- along with the fact that the Sacred Primal Sea ahead of them was something they could only cultivate around the periphery of.

It was reserved to be used by those who held extremely high positions within the Sacred Primal Megalonians, and even then- its usage was rare on any of the 81 Sacred Megalos Mountains!

'Ah…'

This Possessed Megalonian shook their head with regret as when they gazed around, they felt a unique resonance in another area nearby.

When they turned to look past the fantastical golden green trees stretched out in the periphery of the Sacred Primal Sea, their gaze came to lock on to another Megalonian who seemed to have discovered them at the same time.

There was a sense of resonance as their eyes...held the same light of awakening. The same light of Possessed Megalonians!

They could recognize each other as those who weren't truly part of this unfathomable reconstruction of weavings.

The two who just discovered each other smiled wryly with self-depreciation as both of them were Average Sacred Primal Megalonians, and even though this alone was a terrifying boon with them already feeling their shocking increase in complexity…they knew that there were a hundred, or even a thousand times more boons if they had more unique identities!

Oh well.

Thru couldn't wallow in what they couldn't change as for now, they wanted to remain here for as long as possible.

They broke their gazes and turned to look at the protective rings surrounding the distant golden sea.

It was so close, and yet so far away as from their memories, they would never be able to lay their hands on it. But then.

Above them.

HUUM!

A commotion broke out!

Waves of weavings gradually reached those who were nearby as Megalonians talked amongst each other.

"Another possible One That Was Promised!"

"What?!"

One weaving after another cascaded down.

It was a voice that became an intent that spread out all around! _{fɾēewebnσveℓ.com}