Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3621

Chapter 3621 Impossibilities! IV

He was past asking nicely, and there were no more moves to be made apart from this as Absolute Unidemic Existence Pathogenesis struck out towards the Lost Avatar of the Beyonder, smashing onto her forehead as her cat-like eyes rapidly began to turn black and white!

Her Records.

Her Weavings.

All of her existence would be under Noah's fingertips soon unless…

BZZT!

An utterly horrific complexity instantly bloomed from the small cat-like body of Azzurra, Noah's black and white tentacle snapping off her forehead while his body received a heavy impact that flung him back across multiple sandy gold cloud mountains!

BOOM!

He smashed onto the ninth mountain and came to a stop, his eyes sharp as he looked ahead to see a cat floating in the air while looking around with a sense of confusion and ancientness.

The eyes of this cat eventually came to focus on Noah as they flashed with a deadly sharpness!

Noah looked back at her without so much as an ounce of fear as he dusted off sand and remnants of clouds as he asked.

"Am I talking to the Great Beyonder? In the flesh?"

…!

He asked calmly.

And yet, in the next instant, the sandy gold mountains and clouds in this Amarantos Dream became tinged with stellar obsidian radiance- the whole landscape changing as a certain cat also transformed into the figure of a dazzling woman with black and gold robes draping over her.

Her hair shone with dazzling black and gold strands as her eyes…carried an unfathomably luminous light of existence.

"You try to alter everything about me within Dreams? My very own sandbox?"

Her voice carried tremendous undeniability and power as she appeared right before Noah, clouds of stellar obsidian gold gathering below her as she sat down, her arms hanging on her knees as in front of her- stellar black chains rose to pull Noah down in place!

She looked down akin to a queen staring at someone lesser, trillions of small Runes of Amarantos exploding around her as every landscape of this dream seemed to fall under her control!

Noah gazed at the chains binding him as well as the horrific complexity he felt above, and he found himself affirming that this…felt genuine.

This was nothing like Ashmole as his heart felt more at ease that even a trace of someone like the Beyonder could be this powerful!

He was fearful of meeting these old legends and being disappointed at the complexity they held as so far…it did not seem like this would be the case.

"I know you…"

Sitting there coldly with regality and power, the Trace Will of the Great Beyonder squinted her eyes while she looked at Noah.

"One of the kids who took my Inheritance. Have you grown up so much to try and alter the very Primeval Source of a remnant I left behind? While knowing who it was? Do you even know how much it is costing me, you, and the countless others under the Weavings of the Wheel for me to awaken even this trace Will here?"

"Where did you all go? Why is it that you cannot even send a simple trace of your power back into the weavings of the Wheel to potentially take care of something like this?"

He had many clones. He could move around freely.

These truly powerful entities who were supposedly protecting the Wheel from harm that he and others could not fathom were not able to even send a small part of themselves to ensure things were not destroyed from within.

As he asked this, the eyes of the Trace Will of the Great Beyonder opened and looked at him coldly before she replied.

"You forcing me to appear here by itself will come at a heavy cost to my Weavings out there. I need every shred of myself just to survive. Every last shred…for all these past years."

WAA!

She spoke with deadly seriousness as even while Noah heard such words, he still shook his head and asked with a frown!

"Illuminate things for me. The more I know, the more I can help. No riddles or words of obscurity. Just what is going on?"

He wanted her to speak clearly and without any confusion.

And as if she had a limited amount of time, she looked at her fair hands and spoke out coldly.

"A True Source of Existence…a Wheel of Existence capable of supporting countless frequencies and lifeforms is rare. Very, very rare. Existence…is never so easy. Nor is it so simple to have. Out there, there are countless Dead True Sources as finding a True Source Wheel of Existence that is alive and well is unfathomable. We hold such a type of True Source. So because of this…we face an onslaught of countless Existences with dead sources seeking something. Constantly. Daily. Hourly. With every shred of what we have. The moment they notice even a small gap of concentration, they will attack it to get through as my True Weavings have just been placed in another perilous war because you forced a trace of me to appear here."

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