Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3664

Chapter 3664 The Complexity of the Living IV

He was simply getting started!

And so, he focused inward—while the last and final System of Existence was being forged in the Ninth Mundi of Power, his attention remained locked on the current battle that spanned across Frequencies.

The battle against the Dead Thing, Bob!

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Inside the Frequency of Mana.

A blue slime floated in an endless, azure sea of pure energy, humming to itself as its bright, circular eyes scanned the surroundings. It noticed clusters of other slimes drifting nearby.

Straightening up, it aimed to approach a group of elegant female slimes to show off the purity of its mana when, all of a sudden…

BOOM…CRACK!

The once-stable waves of mana surrounding it exploded and shattered in a horrifying cascade, as if existence itself were being erased.

Everything nearby faced decimation and collapse. The blue slime found itself fragmenting into countless shards, its weavings of existence on the verge of dispersing entirely.

Just as it was about to perish, it saw them- the ones responsible.

A tentacled entity with a bald, round head glowed with purple and black light. Opposite him stood a humanoid being shimmering with stellar black brilliance. Behind him, obsidian halos spun, and wings of starlit shadow unfurled in full.

The halos above his head spun violently and gushed forth a terrifying weaving of existence. The breakdown and collapse that had stretched across light-years in the surrounding regions…

Began to reverse.

The blue slime felt its shattered weavings reform, slowly returning to what they once were. The cracks that splintered reality began to mend. _{ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm}

And in just a brief moment—

SAA!

Everything was back to normal.

"…!"

The blue slime and countless other beings in the region glanced around in shock, their trembling eyes darting nervously. And then, the bold little slime screamed first.

"What the fuck was that?!"

They had all felt the collapse of their very existence—only to have it restored. But the ones responsible?

Gone.

They had already disappeared into the Weave, shattering one plane of reality to reappear in another Frequency entirely.

BOOM!

Every impact was existence-shattering. The terrifying True Source of Khaos only seemed to grow stronger and more unhinged with every passing second.

It was as if Bob was regaining the fullness of his power with each beat, each breath—moving closer and closer to becoming a more complete Harmonized Sourcebound Icon.

Existence fractured faster with each clash. Noah had to keep pace, releasing his own True Source of Existence, letting it proliferate through the Frequencies, mending what was broken and restoring what once was.

The battle was a stalemate. Despite the raw power of Khaos, Noah's existence was actively adapting. With every passing moment, his complexity increased.

Bob saw this. He shook his head, and then after what felt like ages, spoke once again.

"None of this is needed. None of this has to happen. Even now, I've kept the weavings of the two Wheels behind me mostly dormant. I don't want to taint anything. All I need… is entry into a True Frequency. You could end all of this peacefully, my friend."

…!

BOOM!