Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3614

Chapter 3614 Complexities and Contradictions! III

In the Expanse.

Millions of thin black and white strings chased after an Old Man whose weavings brimmed with a Prime Source Complexity!

He had been so deeply veiled and hidden inside small gaps of Megalos within the Expanse as even with other Prime Source complexities searching, they may have not been able to find this entity.

But Absolute Unidemic Existence Pathogenesis sought every single creature across the Frequency.

Nothing escaped its sight as this old man was discovered this way.

Ashmole!

"Hey! Do you know who I am?! How about you reveal yourself first, huh? And then we can see whether any of this should be happening. You see, I am just a Scholar of Existence…"

He spoke as his Prime Source ebbed and flowed in a unique manner.

Half black and half white garments covered him currently as even though he was visibly old, he seemed to have returned to his prime as his hair shone with lustrous black glow rapidly, his eyes twinkling with brilliance as a force existed around him which seemed…Undeniable.

It knocked away anything that came even though he was being pushed back, and at this time, another voice descended as from the surroundings, Noah's figure stepped out from the golden strings of existence.

"I know very well who you are. Did you forget about me, Alchemist Ashmole?"

The black and white tentacles pulsed and spread out all around like spears that waited to strike as Ashmole blinked and rubbed his eyes as if he couldn't believe it, pointing towards Noah with utter surprise as he laughed jovially!

"Haha! Osmont? Osmont! I thought you were dead and banished after I stopped messing around with the Commonwealth. So you are alive and well! But…"

Ashmole looked around at the terrifying bursts of tentacles that were supported by Absolute Unidemic Existence Pathogenesis.

"…this type of power here is excessive even for you, don't you think? How about we-"

"What did you do with my drop of blood?"

WAA!

Noah interrupted the ramblings of the old man.

They had made an exchange what seemed like many, many days ago when Noah was first exploring the weavings of the Commonwealth.

Who knew that all the way back then, Noah had met a Prime Source Complexity who was veiling himself to be so weak?

Hearing the question posed to him, Ashmole stopped and smiled.

"Oh, that?"

He hummed lightly as his Source did the same.

He looked around and seemed thoughtful for a second before he replied.

"I truly do study Existence. Especially anomalous Existence. You, other creatures in separate frequencies who hold a massive flow of the Wheel around them, Singed, and now…even those Faceless Lifeforms."

"I have met a few like you, Osmont. I have tried replicating their qualities with some success, but as always, there is a level of defectiveness. Impurity. You remember that? You said something about purity and how it keeps the Wheel turning…well, something along those lines, anyway. But did you know how impure someone like me is? But even I…can have a flow that makes the Wheel turn, O Lumen Emperor." _{freёweɓnovel.com}

HUUM!

He called out a past distinction of Noah's as his Source emenated a unique sense of danger.

A danger exceeding even that of entities like Giuseppe!

Tentacles erupted from behind him and formed into black wings as he smiled eerily again as he spoke.

"I've taken from your qualities. From that pesky Peacemaker that keeps sending attacks my way. From a Usurper that nearly devoured a part of me. From the Lost Avatar of the Beyonder, Azzurra. From the Antideluvians…and truly, any traces of those Legends that transcended the Wheel of Existence to go to that place."

HUUUM!

"That place…I am close to it, you know? I just need to completely join or do something else to all my possibilities- all versions of me across the Frequencies, and I will be complete. Right now, you are interrupting my progress, Osmont. A day of progress as I was hurrying before the weavings of that monstrous unknown creature swallowed up this Frequency!"

His eyes flashed with power and madness.

Stability and chaos.

His Prime Source was utterly terrifying as Severed Extractor analyzed it, and Noah couldn't help but shake his head with pity.

"What a sad life you have led, Ashmole."

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