Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3681

An old man with white hair and a white robe, with a golden blindfold on his face.

Noah looked at such a being as they floated serenely in a sea of white-gold brilliance.

Everything around seemed filled with waves of radiant purity, and this being himself seemed to account for more than half of all that purity.

It was an existence that stood in an area which contained the core weavings of the very Wheel of Existence.

So what exactly could such a being represent?

Noah was not a fan of riddles as he and the Infiniverse Megalos Body moved closer across the vast white-gold sea while Noah's voice echoed out.

"An old man with a blindfold where the very core of the weavings of the Wheel is… who might Sir be?"

His tone was that of calm, regal dignity blooming as he asked such a question.

And opposite them, the old man did not raise his gaze or look toward them, as if he were truly blind.

He simply remained in his current position, floating while standing within an endless sea of purity.

His lips moved as he replied with an ancient voice, and if one heard it, they could distinctly notice the fact that such a voice… had not been used frequently.

As if the speaker had not opened his mouth for millions—or billions—of years.

It carried that sense of age and profundity!

"I am The Witness."

…!

The Witness!

A grandiose distinction for any entity that would be in a place deeper than even the Origin Singed had been.

Noah was focused on this being, as his own distinction as the Weaver of Existence sought to unravel and understand the identity… of everything before him.

Meanwhile, the figure of the Infiniverse Megalos Body wasn't even looking at the old man, as her gaze was on the distant, massive section of the white-gold Wheel of Existence swimming in this vast and endless sea of purity.

This was her main focus, as she was here to see and understand what it meant to be an Absolute Complex True Source of Existence!

"The Witness…"

Noah said these words with care as he proceeded to continue.

"And what exactly does The Witness… witness? I deal with a great deal of mysteries and complexities every single day—lately, I find myself liking simplicity and answers to mysteries more than anything."

His words echoed out as he affirmed that the being he was looking at… had a level of purity that exceeded the Quasi-Resplendent Monad that was the Great Beyonder at this moment.

If their power was so high, were they the actual final defender of the Wheel of Existence?

If Bob had managed to get through, would this be the final safeguard the Wheel of Existence had to stop everything?

The Witness spoke as he waved his hand and the illusory screens changed.

"I witness the Echoes of Existence of the one you walk with across Frequencies, right now devouring Shattered Remnants of the Wheel."

The many illusory screens shifted to now display… Ruination.

Now they displayed her figure in multiple forms. In one screen, she was waving her hands toward an entire Frequency of Existence as it was painted red and began to descend into ruin.

In another illusory screen, she sat upon a crimson throne inside Megalos Nihilos, as legions of creatures born of anti-matter swirled around her.

In many other screens, she was shown within the lands of Hell Terra Firma, her figure crossing through while followed by countless races of beings.

In one screen, she was a Primordial Cosmic Treasure that remained floating inside the universe—imposing cycles of ruin again and again… and again.

It showed countless possibilities and variations, as Noah looked at all of them with a cold gaze and spoke out.

"Echoes of Existence?"

The Witness had called them Echoes of Existence.

And he nodded at Noah's question as he replied.

"Yes. Echoes. Possibilities of what was, or what could be. For some, they are parallel versions of the existence they are. You might even possibly see or observe them within the Veiled Frequencies of Existence. In the Unstable Frequencies of Possibilities. Would you like to see your own possibilities? Your own Echoes of Existence?"

The Witness asked such a question as Noah's gaze became unfathomably stern, and yet… he still nodded!