Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3697

At a certain point in time, one simply wanted to be left alone.

To do what they wished and accomplish what they wanted, without having to worry about large-scale events.

At this moment, that was what Noah desired.

He wanted to complete his Atlas of Existence, to let Ruination consume as many shattered pieces of the Wheel as she pleased, and for his Infiniverse Megalos to smoothly continue its transformation—becoming the Infiniverse Wheel of Existence.

He wanted all of this, but as always, there was the factor of Time.

And it seemed that with every passing moment, Time only spelled complexity and catastrophe.

The catastrophe right now? It stemmed from the arrival of a terrifying group of Dead Things, drawn here by a single being-Vha'Nekrul, who had observed Noah while the white flames of the True Source of the Singed empowered others.

Because of this, a monstrous entity had been alerted. Veltraxis, the Smiling Empty Maw, the 77th Mawbearer of Recursive Hunger.

And such a being, already beyond unfathomable, had called upon more like it. Others even more powerful had already begun to arrive. And they would keep arriving!

One after another.

One. After. Another!

At a time like this, when tyrannical lividity coursed through him, Noah instead found himself calm. Unfathomably calm. Eyes closed, calculating.

He took a breath, closed his eyes for a heartbeat. When he opened them again… they pulsed with clarity, as he sent a thought to the Infiniverse Megalos.

'The future that may unfold from here will be a difficult one. I need you to begin preparations just in case.'

…!

He saw several possibilities.

He examined the complexity of the enemies before him and those to come, and compared them to his own evolving Complexity and Purity. He measured his potential once the Atlas was complete and as the Infiniverse Megalos continued forming Spokes of the Wheel.

He calculated. He judged. And the conclusions were... not ideal!

Because of this, he had to prepare.

|What do you need me to do, Master?|

The Infiniverse Megalos responded with her usual calm, measured tone.

Noah answered succinctly, even as the form of the 63rd Mawbearer of Endless Paradox began to materialize.

'Other parts of me will move with you. Start the process—traverse from Frequency to Frequency. Convert all Channelers to connect with you. The goal is all Frequencies and all possibilities.'

…!

A heavy step.

And if one considered why Noah would begin such a process…they would dread the future he must have foreseen!

The Infiniverse Megalos didn't speak for a moment. Then, firmly.

|Understood, Master.|

A command given. A command followed.

Noah turned his gaze to the newly emerging figure- a thing of death, like all the others, but this one drew the attention of even Veltraxis.

The 63rd Mawbearer of Endless Paradox.

Veltraxis looked toward them as the new Mawbearer arrived, its form a massive obsidian bone-cross, an X-shaped skeleton of ruin with a crimson eye glaring at its center.

It was a vile thing to behold. And behind it, even more monstrosities appeared- each having reached the terrifying stage of Converged Architect.

|Oh 77th... This is the Wheel you found? Its taste already seems exquisite.|

"Haha, 63rd… Xhurrel. The Wheel itself will be interesting, yes. But the purity of a certain creature within this Wheel? That may be even more appetizing."

…!

As he said this, Veltraxis turned a grim, ravenous smile toward Noah.

And even as they spoke, the surrounding weavings, still connected to the Infinite Ravines, trembled.

They had to tremble.

Because at this moment, Noah and everyone else could feel it.

The descent of a few dozen Wild True Sources of Existence.