Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3732

What had just occurred was almost too much to bear- one of the Legends had their Weavings decimated, granted True Death before their very eyes!

And no one understood why.

Arthur turned toward Noah, his voice sharp. "Why?"

Noah didn't speak right away. He simply raised his hand, pointing toward the sky.

Toward the havens that shimmered with fractured remnants of the True Frequencies of Entropy, Continuity, and Manadynamics.

TING!

From the heart of the massive infinity symbol, pulsing like a living vein in Existence, a scream tore through the air. And then something dropped from it.

Hurtling down.

Landing inches away from where the Omnifather had just perished!

BOOM!

A radiant lotus bloomed in that space, glowing a deep, verdant green as it pulsed with the force of Continuity. At its center, a battered, dazed Omnifather gasped for breath, clutching at his chest, hands frantically tracing the Weavings of his existence.

"This… You…! What?!"

He could barely get the words out.

His Weavings had truly died. He had felt the nothingness. Felt his soul unmake itself.

And yet, after what could have been seconds, or centuries, he was back.

His True Source, once torn apart, was restored.

No, more than restored. It pulsed with newfound complexity. With purity.

Arthur stepped back. The other Legends stood frozen, eyes wide with shock.

Even the Great Beyonder, who rarely questioned Noah, was watching him now, something bright and knowing glowing in her eyes.

"You killed him… truly killed him. And yet, he returned, stronger, more complex and pure?"

She said it as if hoping to understand, needing confirmation.

Noah smiled faintly and pointed at her. "Exactly. The Infiniverse Crucible is a unique region in this Wheel of Existence. Anyone who steps into it has their signature marked. Anyone who dies within its bounds… will face True Death. The real kind. No illusions. No shortcuts."

Silence stretched around them.

"But," he continued, "after death, their Weavings are reborn, through Continuity, powered by infinite Mana."

A pause. Weighted. Sharp.

"In this place, you will be battered. Torn apart. Your True Source will either evolve, become more complex and pure, or you will die again. And again. That sensation?" Noah looked toward the Omnifather. "It's not pleasant. He can tell you."

All eyes turned.

The Omnifather scowled, fury and residual terror clashing in his expression. His now-empowered Source burned like wildfire.

"You… You were in my Tresoverse Primaltree, you benefited from my weav-...!"

Noah's figure flickered, an impossible blur.

He was beside the Omnifather before the sentence finished, fingers lightly pressed forward.

And with a calm grace, he struck.

Ember Eternum blared.

The force that even Primarchs could not hold down. It unraveled every possibility the Omnifather held, every thread of survival was extinguished in a breath.

His body shattered again.

Gone.

Noah exhaled.

And said softly, "Infiniverse Crucible Raids."

HUUM.

"I, the True Severed Origin Osmontian will be your Raid Boss."

Even the Great Beyonder flinched.

Noah's Weavings now radiated with dominance.

"If you can't withstand me, you will die. And in here, True Death awaits. But Continuity won't let you stay dead. You'll return, your Weavings reborn. Infused with Entropy, Manadynamics, and the gentle cruelty of Continuity."

He tilted his head. "Dying, over and over, is its own kind of power. Just ask the Omnifather."

TING!

"AHHH!"

Another cry tore the air as the Omnifather fell again, his Weavings cascading down into the lotus of green. His body unraveled and bloomed anew.

"See?" Noah's voice was quiet now. "It's not pleasant."

When the Omnifather returned a second time, he didn't speak. He just backed away, breath ragged, hands shaking as he touched his newly reforged Weavings.

More complex. Stronger.