Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Chapter 3318  What an Eye! II

A Great One.

The One Who Walks.

He may have garnered a great deal of titles and power over the cycles that he lived, and yet at this moment, he bent himself towards another.

Towards a great being that looked towards him with a single cold illusory eye as after confirming the ridiculous effects of Existence Suppression, he began to slowly reverse its effects on Savitar.

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"Present your very Megalos Regnum forward."

…!

An Outerversal Morphons' power stemmed from their Outerversal Physiology and their Megalos Regnum.

Their very will- across all their bodies.

At this moment, from Savitar, billowing obsidian waves of light flowed from him and coalesced into an Obsidian Crown that floated towards Noah.

A Representation of the Megalos Regnum.

The Megalos Regnum Crown of a Great One!

It was represented to Noah at this moment as he beckoned towards it, his hand coming to grasp it as his illusory golden eye flashed.

The terrifying light of the Sacred Primal Eye of Existence- Pyrrhus, wrapped around this crown as a golden string passed through it.

This golden string closed in on itself and came to wrap around Noah's neck like a necklace- a chain that had the aura of a Great One's Megalos Regnum Crown leaking from it akin to a prize!

A single obsidian crown was adorned on this golden necklace.

When Savitar saw this, he shuddered further as if he could see this being declaring that in the future, many more crowns of Great Ones would fall into that golden necklace!

Reigning in his fear, he bowed down even further and spoke out.

|Your Follower greets you, O Dreamer of the Megalos.|

He called him with the distinction he introduced himself with.

He didn't dare say his actual name.

The One Who Walks, on this day, found himself with absolutely no place to walk to but a single one.

"Rise, and let us pay a visit to your Tainted Omniverses- nay, Our Tainted Omniverses."

…!

Savitar trembled, and yet said absolutely nothing apart from nodding vehemently.

All of this…came with the simple usage and eruption of an Eye.

An Eye of Existence.

What an Eye of Existence it was as it seemed its usage was slowly being unearthed!

At the same time that Noah's grandiose actions unfolded, his distinction as the Cartographer of Existence buzzed.

Where his gaze could reach…should be tremendously expanded.

How seamlessly he could traverse across Megalos Ynnere should be even more elevated.

So he knew as the Cartographer that it was time he paid visits to other Omniverses.

Undoubtedly, those with Complex weavings of existence would already be converging towards the Tresorverse of the Omnifather.

And the Omniverses that were Tainted and filled with Dark Matter Cores? His Infinite Omniverse was inexplicably hungry for them- starting with those Savitar had been sitting over.

A terrific power flowed into Noah from the weavings of a long extinct race.

It was before the reconstruction of events even ended as it caused questions to arise as to what surprises and anomalies lay ahead.

But for now, he needed to understand the extent of what the Sacred Primal Eye of Existence- Pyrrhus, could truly see.

He also had to grasp the intricacies of the Sacred Primal Megalonians themselves as the Reconstruction of the weavings of the most terrifying race across the Megalos continued to unfold!

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Amidst chants of his name.

Pyrrhus turned into a streak of vibrant light across the steps constructed by the Quintessential Megalonian Nu as he arrived above the center of the massive Sacred Primal Sea.

He looked down within its depths as he felt the core of his being vibrating.

His Source of Existence.

The System of Existence for all Megalonians…was the Megalos.

But what did it truly stand for?

Covered by tendrils of Existential waves of light, his golden body floated down serenely as if he were performing some sort of ancient ceremony.

And the core of his being…started to pulsate with unique vibrations.

His whole body entirely was made up of countless strings of astral radiance, its composition, and complexity allowing for the terrifying methodology of cultivation that the Megalonian carried out!

It was a complex system of existence, but the bulk of it came down…to choices and possibilities.

Any possible choice one made would lead to a different outcome.

A different path, and a weaving of oneself.

Making one choice could lead one to death. Making another choice could lead to a fortuitous encounter.

Making one choice could lead to enmity forming with one group, or becoming allies with another group!

All of them…were possibilities.

Possible weavings.

The Sacred Primal Megalonians…pulled upon all possible versions of their weavings as if they were pulling upon countless parallel lives!

All paradoxical and uncertain versions of themselves that theoretically could have become an eventuality- they pulled upon their weavings.

When they increased their complexity of existence, their progression was based on the cultivation of every single one of the countless possible versions of themselves that could have walked across the Megalos.

…!

To an extent.

With some limitations.

But this source of Existence alone was utterly terrifying!

Noah's will within Pyrrhus took a deep breath of absolute amazement as after the strings that made his existence vibrated to a unique frequency, an explosion of golden brilliance unfolded.

It was around the same time that his body touched the surface of the Sacred Primal Sea.

With the explosion of golden brilliance, illusory bodies that looked extremely similar to him began to manifest all around him.

Possible versions of him born from different choices.

Possible parallel weavings across the Megalos.

Their illusory figures all increased as their faces were cloudy, but their very being across the Megalos seemed to be looking at him as their bodies began to radiate light!

Tendrils of golden brilliance began to rise from the golden sea and into the body of Pyrrhus.

At the same time, the ever increasing illusory possible versions of himself that continued to increase all around had tendrils of light arc across their bodies.

They increased their complexity of existence.

But the gains were not for them.

All of it…surged like a billowing tide towards the singular version of himself that represented the accumulation of all choices and possibilities across the Megalos!

This…was the terrifying Source of Existence of the Sacred Primal Megalonians!