Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3628

Complexity was an interesting thing.

Depending on its utilization, one could achieve stupendous effects- but even these effects had limitations.

One could conjure Megalocides, Megalos Mountains, Strings of Existence, and countless other manifestations of existence, with some relying purely on raw power as all of this complexity could be collected into the body and expressed through sheer physicality alone.

Giuseppe walked such a path.

His body was the vessel that channeled the entirety of his complexity. A single step or punch from him could unleash the power equivalent to Megalos Mountains, Megalocides, or any other myriad conjured forms of attacks.

All of this fell under the realm of normal.

And then, there were anomalies.

Anomalies who stacked multiple, absurdly complex factors together to achieve utterly dreadful and incomprehensible weavings of existence!

[Fireball] was a unique F-Rank Modus Operandi from a world that empowered its lifeforms with the ability to manipulate Mana and conjure a ball of flames.

A round, glowing ball of flames.

Fairly straightforward.

Fairly simple!

Yet, such a simple, F-Rank methodology of power, when wielded by an F-Rank Hunter or by an anomaly with a True Source Atlas of Existence, could yield astoundingly different results.

The result this time was observed under the eyes of many, and it was one that caused even the most complex existences, at the stage of Undeniable Telos Prime Source, to question what they were witnessing!

From the tap of a hand, aimed toward thousands of powerful Faceless Lifeforms, each carrying variations of Lesser, Greater, or Prime Sources…Fireball was called out.

Emelline of the First Flame, watching from a distance, saw it.

Mysara, standing beside the anomaly who cast Fireball, saw it.

Thousands upon thousands of powerful Singed, who were present, saw it!

They witnessed the brilliance of a crimson-gold sphere of flames that pulsed with intense waves of heat. The flames released waves of heat all around that surged like a relentless tide, crashing against the bodies of these beings!

Beings who were composed of fire themselves, and yet, their very existences, regardless of complexity, were forced to acknowledge one thing.

'It's hot!'

…!

The Singed felt the heat.

And their eyes trembled as they saw, from the point where Noah was floating, an incandescent flame extending outward, stretching for uncountable millions upon millions of light-years across the Expanse of the Prime Frequency of Flames and beyond any Megalos.

A scorching sun had bloomed.

It engulfed the Faceless Lifeforms.

It surged toward the charging Giuseppe.

And it extended even further- so far that even if they couldn't fully observe its reach, the one who conjured this Fireball felt the outer edge pulse at the very boundary of observable existence of this Prime Frequency!

HUUUUM!

An incandescent fireball bloomed, covering half of a Prime Frequency.

Those caught inside it- designated as enemies, were now facing waves of complexity so dreadful that even the most powerful entities could barely comprehend them.

The complexity belonged to a man who held many, many True Severed Weavings of Existence.

A man who wielded a True Source Atlas of Existence and had access to the Pathways of True Sources linked to multiple concepts.

Complexity that stemmed from the Pathway to the True Source of the Singed- a pathway more than halfway to becoming its own True Source.

And all of this was further amplified by 250,000% in its output.

The result was catastrophic.

A mere second after the manifestation…

"OOOOH!"

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