Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Chapter 3425  Giving a Monster Wings! V

The wrath and gratefulness of Ozymandias.

Both would have to be felt hand in hand as even though coming to this place was a plot others made against him, he was about to turn even this place into a tremendous fortune.

Wrath because they potentially trapped him in a place he could not leave. Gratefulness because oh man, things were going to be turned upside down due to it!

Adorned in a radiantly gold set of armament, Noah stared at the cluster of many more things behind him as he prepared.

Around this same period of time.

Within the Source Frequency of the Infiniverse Megalos Seed.

In the Expanse. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The visage of Pioneer Heracles was back at the point of Origin where many things had occurred, and the place where strings of existence had been snapping left and right with varying frequency.

This time, he wasn't alone.

He was accompanied by equally terrifying auras of other Pioneers of Existence of the Immovable Sacred Palace of the Expanse!

Two were humanoid entities with white wings stretching out behind their backs, white robes covering their bodies as their faces seemed to be burning with crackling white flames.

One was a massive silver feathered Phoenix, her eyes piercing and radiating a cold light.

And lastly, there was a calm looking man in green robes and a bamboo hat who was gazing at everything with a serene gaze.

SNAP!

Just then, yet another string of existence snapped as the gazes of all Pioneers here became even colder.

"When did you say this all began?"

One of the figures with white wings asked succinctly while Pioneer Heracles answered while waving his hands.

"We were following up on a unique weaving of existence and came across this scene…"

Above them, an illusory scene bloomed that showed a radiant Blancverse becoming covered by a gray radiance that rapidly devoured it and everything contained within it.

Seeing such a scene, the two winged Pioneers were shocked as they looked at each other while one whispered…

"The Irredeemable Frequency…"

…!

The words alone seemed to induce a sense of somberness as the other Pioneers turned quiet.

A place even they talked about in hushed tones- and even then, there were some who didn't even delve into this field as they didn't know much about it!

This was the case as the Silver Phoenix looked at the Winged Pioneers and asked sharply.

"Frequency? What are you all talking about?"

It was an extremely sensitive subject.

For the most part, if others didn't know, it wasn't easily spread.

After all, the little others knew regarding other Frequencies of Existence, the better.

"It is a Taboo subject. But if Strings of Existence began to snap in this location after such an event occurred…then this is definitely something that needs their attention. I will pass this information above."

…!

They had to get even more powerful beings involved.

With that statement, a progression of events unfolded one after another.

A little bit of time passed.

And in another region filled with complex weavings and dazzling Runes of Existence. A spatial light flashed as…

|Sir Bob, something seems to have occurred.|

A figure appeared in the midst of truly complex weavings of existence and spoke towards an entity with an entirely hairless round head.

|Huh? What? Where?| A glint of light shone on the circular head as the singularities of his eyes looked out sharply.

An instant later, the newly appearing figure released a ball of light towards Sir Bob who caught it seamlessly, and he obtained a burst of information as his eyes gradually turned extremely devilish!

Before any time could pass, his figure disappeared entirely.

A single String of Existence within the expanse pulsed with light after that as in a short period of time, the visage of Bob was spat out from this single golden string of Existence to arrive at the area where many other strings were snapping.

The instant he arrived, all weavings here froze as all Pioneers that were here, Heracles included, all froze as if the weavings of existence were no longer moving for them!

Bob looked around as he saw the gaps caused by non-existent strings, and he sighed as he waved his hands right after, the illusion of time being reversed as every single event that had played out began to rewind and be observed by him.

He saw the first string that had snapped.

He saw what happened before even a single string snapped.

He saw…the Blancverse that was very much recognizable to him.

The Blancverse he had given away to the Ninth One.

Inside of this Blancverse, there was a humanoid figure he very much remembered as this figure was gazing out with power and anger even while facing the light of inevitability!

When he got to this point, his singularities for eyes flashed with a sharp light as soon after, he observed the silver black light.

The light that influenced many things and held the Blancverse in place while the light of inevitability was cast on it!

"..."

The reason that being had come to him and obscured his gaze.

It was all for this event to be carried out with surety as now, after this event, these inexplicable changes occurred.

Strings of Existence were snapping and disappearing, and nobody knew why!

"The Logos of the Wheel…I've said it before and I'll say it again. One day, you all are going to hit something far too heavy, and you will not be able to bear the weight. Since I am here, you all must know about this as well. What is it that you plan to do? Can you bear this weight?"

…!

He spoke calmly as his words showed his anger.

His contained rage.

But even though he seemed to be speaking to himself in this frozen set of weavings, a voice soon rang out thereafter a distance away, veiled in the gaps of Existence.

|We are looking into our database. Spanning an unknown number of frequencies of the Wheel, we should be able to find a matching event and resolve this Entanglement soon.|

…!