Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3558

The loss of the Prime Frequency of Life!

Very few knew about it, and even fewer would understand it even if they were told about it.

Some may even ask- what even was a Prime Frequency?

Too little even knew of what had occurred as in a certain Frequency, Noah Osmont grasped a fantastical golden Spoke connected to a heart as he stared at a Megalos that was radiating a terrifying sense of exuberance!

The gray fractured lines…were all swept away as in his hand, the Piece of the Spoke of the Wheel pulsed with radiance.

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It cried for more and more!

What it could do was still a profound mystery as what he did just now…seemed minor!

"Haha…what glory. With this tool, I may just be able to witness the solution of the Three Body Problem before my weavings entirely collapse."

…!

On the surface of the sleek Spoke, the head of Old Man Eudemus remained as it was flaming gold, his face exuding a sense of vitality that was alive and yet not alive.

Noah looked towards Old Man Eudemus with a sense of pity as he sighed.

In search of answers at every possible cost, the result was sometimes a heavy one!

He could feel the weavings of Old Man Eudemus barely remain under his efforts.

As he looked at this…

"O Origin Singed…"

The voice of Mysara held musings of somberness and hesitation as they rang out behind him.

He turned to her as he saw under her calmness, there was a sense of turbidity as he asked.

"What is it?"

A simple question. And yet her answer was one that opened far too many doors as instead of speaking, Mysara waved her hands to release a vibrant burst of weavings that contained a record.

A memory!

Noah accepted it freely into his hands as he saw the record laid within and began perusing through it rapidly.

It was a record of a few minutes.

It showed events unfolding with a domain filled with Flames of the Wheel, with a burning Wisp of the Flame of the Wheel burning brightly in the background!

The record was a few minutes long, but he perused through it in the span of a second.

He saw many things

He saw Ezekiel, a Prime Source Singed!

He heard the shocking threads of information that the entities who had left this whole time- entities he believed to have chosen to isolate themselves from any and all Entanglements as they elevated their Sources.

And yet one person said otherwise.

Whether this was true or not still remained to be known, but what he said was undoubtedly shocking!

That something had slipped past the terrifyingly powerful entities they had only ever heard of in the past eons, and this was the one behind the Faceless Lifeforms.

But more than this.

Right after a Prime Source Singed perished, a Greater Source Singed also fell as they passed on the message.

The Prime Frequency of Life had its weavings of the Wheel unfathomably altered!

When they appeared again, they were no longer within what was known in the past as the Megalos Ynnere- with the massive world sized visage of Noah arrived in what was known as the Megalos Beyond!

At this very moment, the gray tears in space were burning and being turned to ash from the effect of the very same Spoke he held- its effects stretching out across all Megalos at this moment!

And yet he still arrived in the Megalos Beyond.

In the region where at this moment, Ozymandias sat on an obsidian flaming throne conjured by the Pathway to the True Source of Outerversal.

Where the Inheritor of the Megalos vibrated instantly as countless possibilities of himself fought for stability within a single Source- within a single anchor!

At the same time, Persephael and McAllister stared towards the appearance of Noah in shock, this being the exact target they were looking for!

Behind them, Faceless Lifeforms began to feel a sense of trepidation at the golden Spoke that looked like a massive javelin.

Noah appeared far too quickly as Mysara and Tam appeared behind him right after, with his gaze being utterly heavy at this moment as he raised the Spoke and swung down.

"Purify that which wishes to alter the flow of existence." _{freēwēbnovel.com}

HUUM!

Purification.

A simple capability of the Spoke he held!

At this moment, it shot out and warped across space as this whole time, Noah had it pointed to the Inheritor of the Megalos.

And yet…

Half of the Spoke disappeared as existence tore, and a golden rift bloomed right behind Persephael at a speed that even she, as a Greater Source Complexity, could not capture!

The immeasurably sharp point of the Spoke of the Wheel was right above her head as it shone with an undeniable light of extinction!