Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3648

Chapter 3648 Existence! VII

Bob silently stared at the Node of Existence in his hands.

It had been destroyed by him moments ago, and yet in the next instant, it was wholly undone in a fantastical way.

He looked at the Node as if, deep down, he knew this wasn't some lesser reversion or reversal of causality. That this was the genuine undoing of existence itself!

"You've found yourself a truly terrifying Source, my friend."

His voice was honest.

He let the words linger as the action Noah had just performed was something that demanded, even from someone as horrifying as Bob, silent applause.

"But still…"

Bob's eyes flickered. Behind him, the black and white wheels began to turn, radiating an eerie aura of power.

Even they, however, remained subdued as from Bob himself, a hazy violet light began to bloom.

Violet.

An extremely dense and pure violet erupted around his body. It was the reveal of the true weavings of none other than…

"Khaos."

Bob spoke lightly.

His eyes held a trace of reluctance as he shook his head and continued.

"I actually did my best not to utilize the True Source of Khaos within another Wheel of Existence. I didn't attempt to draw upon this Source because even though it's mine, even though my weavings manipulate it…the effect it has on existence is too widespread. Too chaotic. It taints and ruins the very flow of the Wheel, even if I never wish it to. It causes an eruption of absolute entropic energy that leaks across Frequencies. I did not want to use this True Source. But you, my friend…you're forcing my hand."

…!

The violet light became unbearably intense as Bob closed his eyes.

His eyes were already closed as if he knew the answer. And even though he didn't need to physically look at Noah, his voice echoed out clearly, surrounded by irradiant, stellar obsidian weavings of authorial force.

"To fight is to be primitive. Even now, dialogue and understanding would be ideal. Even now, I ask again…can we come to an understanding?"

…!

His eyes were already closed as if he knew the answer. And even though he didn't need to physically look at Noah, his voice echoed out clearly, surrounded by irradiant, stellar obsidian weavings of authorial force.

"We are way past understanding."

A simple answer.

And toward such an expected answer, Bob had his own.

He whispered as if he were cradling a newly born baby.

"Fractal Collapse."

…!

HUUM!

Space around him began to crack like a spiderweb.

No, not space. What was cracking and breaking apart was Existence itself!

Around Bob, reality shattered as if it had never been there to begin with. And in its place, the unraveling of Khaos spread.

"You can undo events within the bounds of Existence. But what if Existence turns chaotic- becomes absent entirely? Would you still be able to undo the weavings then?"

Bob spoke serenely. Only an instant had passed, and yet the cracking, the shattering of Existence, had already spread across multiple light years.

And it didn't look to be slowing down in the slightest- it began to consume the Frequency itself.

The Spiral Dissonant Lexicon beneath them instantly shattered, becoming pieces of dissonant violet brilliance. The weavings of the Abyss seethed, their very existence being torn apart as they seemed to cheer it on!

Around Noah and Bob, the entire landscape turned into one of immeasurable Khaos.

Bob's form vibrated. His limbs exploded into kaleidoscopic chaos- countless tentacles spreading through the collapsing, unwinding fabric of reality.

"I didn't want to use Khaos. Because as you can see, once entropy is unleashed, its effects run wild. Soon, this entire Frequency of the Abyss will be covered. After that, Khaos will spill into other Frequencies. The more that are consumed, the closer we come to something unbearably unique. I'll tell you now, so you can possibly stop it in time. Once enough weavings of Khaos have spread, there will be a Paradoxical Collapse of Certainty. Existence itself will begin to unravel on a massive scale. The Flow of Existence will collapse. And within the bounds of True Khaos…even True Sources may begin to doubt themselves."

…!

Bob uttered terrifying words as his response to Noah's unwinding of an event was releasing his True Source in kind.

Noah's weavings shimmered as he looked upon the continuing collapse- the chaotic, barely visible weavings of Existence that consumed the entire Frequency.

Reality had become an array of unstable weavings that were haphazard, empty, or undone.

And yet, even so…

HUUM!

Existence was still present.