Infinite Mana in the Apocalypse - Chapter 3681

Chapter 3681: The Breaking of The Wheel I
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?

After the old man was asked such a question, his lips formed a wizened, crescent smile as he waved his hands.

“I see histories old and young. I see weavings of existence that occur, and countless others that do not occur. I witness the flow of the Wheel of Existence, as well as the entities swimming within this flow, making up an interconnected web of existence. I witness the feats of men and women across countless Frequencies of the Wheel. I witness the feats of… Noah Osmont and all the possibilities he could be. I witness the feats of the Infiniverse Megalos and all that she could be. Would you like to see all the possibilities that I witness?”

HUUUM!

Grandiose words that caused Noah’s mind to buzz echoed out from this being as he asked whether Noah would like to see the countless possibilities he witnessed.

And at such a question, Noah became stern as he replied calmly:

“Humor me.”

The old man who could not see, The Witness, nodded as he waved his hands, causing the eruption of countless illusory screens to fill everything around him.

The illusory screens showed a great deal of things, but at this moment, the face of the Infiniverse Megalos Body filled the screens!

One screen showed her in the Expanses, as she alone stood against Watchers of the Wheelomachy while devouring everything around her.

One screen showed her in the Megalos Beyond, standing before a massive Pantheon that swallowed everything—countless Outerversal Morphons standing against her.

Another screen showed the Infiniverse Megalos Body radiating a terrifying level of power, her mouth wide open, akin to an existential vacuum, as she swallowed an entire Frequency of Existence.

…!

In many of the illusory screens displaying variations of the Infiniverse Megalos, she was conducting different versions of actions—but for the most part… the vast majority showed her devouring the very weavings of existence themselves into her being.

“I witness the Echoes of Existence of the one you brought here.”

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!