Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3633

Chapter 3633 Past and Present! IV

Pure.

That was the only way to describe it.

Waves of white-gold plasma washed over the landscape. Light bent, shimmered and distorted in strange ways. It took them a moment to adjust their weavings and truly see.

And when they did, the first thing they observed was a Tree.

A towering, incandescent white tree that was so vast it dwarfed the equivalent of a thousand Omniverses in size easily!

Its trunk extended like the spine of existence itself as its branches sparkled, glowing with Wisps of the Flame of the Wheel of Existence on their ends.

Floating around it were pieces of the Wheel- massive golden constructs burning in complexity and serenity. White-gold flames curled around their rims and spokes seamlessly.

And far, far in the distance, a silver white Wheel larger than the size of the tree itself was surrounded by the Primal Flame of the Wheel, and it radiated a kind of glory that even an Undeniable Telos Prime Source would stop to stare in a daze as it was filled with majesty!

"Ah…"

Emelline of the First Flame gasped, not because of the overwhelming grandeur before her, but because of something that was alive.

Across this impossible expanse, she could feel multiple waves of complexity.

Lifeforms pulsed in the distance, their presence unmistakable as even from this far out, the signature of Prime Source Complexity Entities radiated with terrifying clarity!

And there weren't just a few.

There were thousands!

Emelline exhaled heavily, only for something even more intense to hold her attention across the horizon. Her eyes locked on a silver-white Spoke—one of the colossal ones branching out from the distant Wheel itself. This one burned with a Primal Flame, stretching so far it looked like a smooth, infinite silver white bridge of light.

They weren't hiding either as they were scattered across the tall tree, fragments of burning Wheels, and even along the vast surface of the massive silver-white Wheel in the distance.

And the moment Noah, Emelline, and Mysara arrived, every one of those thousands of Prime Source Complexities turned their attention toward them.

It was like standing under the gaze of flaming wonders, each one buzzing with the aura of the Singed as their complexity crackled, and then... the pressure faded. In the blink of an eye, it was like all those Entities had silently recognized them, and whatever hostility there might have been simmered down right after!

Emelline exhaled heavily, only for something even more intense to hold her attention across the horizon. Her eyes locked on a silver-white Spoke—one of the colossal ones branching out from the distant Wheel itself. This one burned with a Primal Flame, stretching so far it looked like a smooth, infinite silver white bridge of light.

And on it, an entity sat. A single point, so tiny on the grand scale, but burning with an aura that crushed anything they had felt so far. This wasn't just the Prime Source level or Undeniable Telos Prime Source Complexity level. This was beyond that!

Dozens of other Singed surrounded the figure as if they were attending a lecture from a great being. And that figure was staring straight at them.

Even from light-years away.

Emelline trembled again as her lips moved on instinct.

"O Origin Singed…"

…!

The Origin Singed.

THE Origin Singed?

Noah's eyes sharpened instantly, locking on the figure seated far away. His senses stretched across the weavings of existence, permeating every detail of the distant Spoke, and the figure gazed right back.

Then…that figure smiled. He raised a hand and spoke.

"Do not resist."