Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3656

Chapter 3656 Adaptation! III

As The Great Beyonder finished explaining the mechanics for elevating the Complexity and Purity of a True Source—and the kinds of power one could wield at each level—she turned toward him, her voice quiet, intent.

"So, knowing all of this, you should at least not be caught off guard when you meet Dead Things. And it begs the question—why your entrance here led to all of this. I could feel your Complexity clearly... but Purity? That's different. One's Purity is always hidden, no matter their level of power. That's the only explanation circling in my mind for why the Wheel of Existence would do what it just did. You must have a secret. Maybe... a level of Purity I can't comprehend. I don't know your limits. So, the only thing I can propose is this—test them."

…!

A test of his limits.

A test of his Purity.

He already knew—his Purity was incomparable. Because he had done something none of them ever had.

He had severed every single concept he had taken as a Pathway—eighty-one times—before forging it into a Source.

Eighty-one severings for every single Pathway. With the level of Purity he had achieved, there shouldn't be another being in existence who could match him at the same level.

Was that what the Wheel of Existence had considered when it chose to merge two Gateway Domus into the Hollow Cascade of Reversed Causality?

"My friends," Veyl'Aethra's calm voice rang out. "I believe our time is up."

In the midst of their conversation, Veyl'Aethra turned toward the distance—toward the serpentine skeletal form of Yrrmoth diving through the Wild True Source of Verbum, its body now weaving itself into the Wild True Source of Causality.

The white robes of the old man shifted as he sensed Yrrmoth's elevation in power, his voice soft and haunting—like a lullaby.

"Yrrmoth, the Maw of the Unwritten… it seems to have devoured the other Source that had been assaulting me. And now... its Purity is so corrupted, it's displaying the first sign of a Fractal Collapse of Existence—Echo Distortion."

…!

A sign of an approaching Fractal Being.

Noah narrowed his eyes at the oncoming Yrrmoth. The massive, skeletal serpent rippled strangely, its form fizzling at the edges—as if its existence lagged in real time.

One moment, it was a pristine white skeleton and the next, its body spasmed, covered in fur and then scales—never settling down to one single thing.

It couldn't hold its form!

Echo Distortion. The Purity of the devoured Source was now clashing against its own, threatening to dismantle the very identity of the being it once was as its Dead True Source was put under scrutiny.

And this...was just one Dead Thing.

Veyl'Aethra exhaled a heavy breath, stepping forward until he stood between Noah and the Great Beyonder. With a graceful wave of his hand, something glorious appeared.

Between them and Yrrmoth…

A bloom of terrifyingly complex energy surged as Noah witnessed the rise of a massive, incandescent pillar of radiant purple light.

A Pillar of Concordance.

That one gesture confirmed what he already suspected- Veyl'Aethra was a Harmonized Sourcebound Icon. From the place where he stood, the pillar stretched outward, consuming regions heavy with the Wild True Sources of Causality and Verbum.

The brilliance bloomed like violet purple petals—petals that bore the hands of time, shattered clock faces, and spinning wheels etched with the runes of Chronotropy.

It was breathtaking.

This was the Pillar of Concordance of Chronotropy—and its very identity was rewriting the rules of reality in front of them.

But Veyl'Aethra had only cast it forward. He kept it from touching the Weavings of Noah and the Great Beyonder.

Still, the display was extraordinary.

As Yrrmoth entered the field of violet light, its skeletal form roared in anguish, pulsing with white flame.

White and violet collided.

The skeletal serpent surged forward through unraveling time and space, pressing toward the towering pillar—over light-years tall—stretching into wonder above and below.

And yet...

Despite swimming endlessly through this purple sea of shattered clocks and flickering timelines—it wasn't advancing. _{fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓}