Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Chapter 3310  The Trunk of the Tresorverse Primaltree of Existence! II

For the entrants who had just arrived at the Trunk of the Tresorverse Primaltree of Existence, the reserves of their weavings of existence should already be greatly used up, especially if they rapidly released everything to climb up the roots even faster.

In the amount of time it took for the light of the dying star ahead to fade, they may not be able to fill up much of this space with their remaining weavings as their possible chance of attaining an extremely rare possession of a Megalonian...would be very low!

How quickly one went from the Root to the Trunk mattered.

Quantity mattered.

But so did quality.

For extremely powerful beings like Arguros, even if they had spent a significant percentage of their authority to quickly arrive at the Trunk, they would likely still get a rare Megalonian to possess as their complexity and power were much greater!

And there may also be entities who would be entirely spent if they hurried here without any reservation for their authority, and they wouldn't be able to release much before the dying star faded- and they would only possess an average Megalonian.

Then…there was Noah.

"..."

His eyes were luminously bright as the moment that the words of the dying star stated one had to release the weavings of their existence; his body had already begun to maddeningly radiate Mana all around!

The mana…flourished into many different forms.

Entropy.

Quintessence.

Infinity.

Manadynamics.

Cheats!

Quantity.

Quality.

Complexity!

Out of all beings, he decimated them all when it came to quantity.

And even though his existence was not as complex as entities like Arguros…he had multiple different weavings of existence!

So he let it all out.

And even though his existence was not as complex as entities like Arguros…he had multiple different weavings of existence!

So he let it all out.

His very existence vibrated as pure blue Mana leaked out of him in endless tides, and a few inches from his body, it would simultaneously transform into different weavings of existence.

It was taxing.

It required his existence to ensure everything was going smoothly with these constant transformations!

But he did it all regardless as infinite waves of mana tumbled out.

In front of him, a star was dimming rapidly, but before even 80% of its radiance was lost- 6 of the Nine verdant rings in this space were already filled with multicolored weavings of Existence!

It was a reality that foretold shocking things to come.

In another isolated space.

The massive body of The Antediluvian Leviathan, Arguros, sat with blazing Entropy which leaked out all around him with complexity.

In front of him, the light of a dying star was only left with a shred of itself remaining.

In his surroundings, 5 rings that were circling this isolated domain were filled with violet purple flames of Entropy, only four exterior rings not being filled as the tongues of flames now reached out towards the sixth ring.

As he experienced this phenomenon and even recalled the legends of the Sacred Primal Megalonians, he shook his head while thinking of Engineer Osmont.

To arrive here so quickly, he would likely only have a shred of his reserves of existence available.

|With only a sliver remaining after you used so much…an Average Megalonian possession is the furthest you will be granted…ah! Missed opportunity. Missed opportunity!|

Arguros shook his head as even he had only heard a little of the legends of a lineage within the Expanse that did not live for long before they were extinguished entirely due to the composition of their existence.

Had they been given even another Cycle or two to thrive, they may have become the most powerful Entities across the Megalos and the Expanse.

That was how intricately built their existences were.

They were anomalies of nature that were devoured absolutely, with their destruction giving rise to some of the most powerful Entities across the Expanse and Megalos!

This was one of the chances that the Omnifather provided within this Tresorverse Primaltree of Existence.

But who could tremendously benefit from it?

|Ah…|

Arguros shook his head again as he gave one last thought of pity towards Engineer Osmont, and he then focused on himself entirely as his complex weavings of existence burned brightly, the light of the dying star entirely fading as everything became frozen thereafter.

HUUM!

As if everything was being measured.

And within moments…the dead star let out one last intent.

[According to the quantity, complexity, and speed of arrival, you have been granted the possession and assimilation of a Rare Sacred Primal Megalonian- Hayashi.] Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

…!

|What!|

Arguros' gaze changed.

His complexity of existence. The amount of weavings he was able to release…all of it only granted a Rare Sacred Primal Megalonian?!

In his shock, a blinding green light flashed as he disappeared.

In another isolated space.

A massive Omniversal Dragoserpent radiated tendrils of golden Dignity all around him that managed to fill four rings of the nine contained in this space, an Ordinance of Dignity blazing above him as the light of a dying star disappeared before him!

[According to the quantity, complexity, and speed of arrival, you have been granted the possession and assimilation of an Average Sacred Primal Megalonian- Todo.]

…!

The eyes of the Omniversal Dragoserpent that had already declared its Ordinance nearly popped out in dismay.

In another area.

Weavings of golden wheel spun gloriously as they filled up six rings of the isolated space, the Shield of the Commonwealth, Old Man Eudemus- gazing ahead with shining eyes as the light of a dying star flickered out of existence!

And…

[According to the quantity, complexity, and speed of arrival, you have been granted the possession and assimilation of a Rare Sacred Primal Megalonian- Ceseius.]

…!

The pupils of this old man opened wide as he disappeared in the next moment.

One by one, entities arrived.

One by one, they were transported to a fantastical place.

But without a doubt, every one of them was shocked at the results they obtained for their possession!

But in one isolated space.

Nine verdant rings were filled to the brim with countless multicolored lights, with their edges actually creaking as if they couldn't contain too much more of the expressed authority!

A dying star still had 20% of its light remaining, but it seemed nervous and distraught at this moment as it urged its light to die out even faster!