Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse (WN)
chapter-3186

The figure was that of an old man.

Seeming entirely human without a speck of fur or tail that many of those from the Commonwealth seemed to hold.

His stature was that of an old man, and yet his hair and long beard were black and brimming with Vitality.

He was adorned in a white robe that seemed to hide a robust body underneath, with his pupils dark and cloudy as if they held countless planes of existence within.

In the center of the constructs that looked like Hourglasses, this old man had been walking around when he suddenly raised his head- his eyes squinting as he voiced out in this vast space.

"A sliver of something peering here…going by the fact that nobody from the Commonwealth would be spying on this place or me, this gaze should be one of someone from this Omniverse wanting to see just who has invaded their home."

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The old man spoke calmly as he went back to walking around the hourglass constructs, checking them as he passed.

"I commend you for your capabilities and guts. Are you wondering what all these little trinkets are? Whether you've found an answer to what the Commonwealth is doing in this Omniverse?"

His eyes seemed filled with immeasurable wisdom and age as after stroking one last hourglass, he walked towards the absolute center of this space and sat down.

Before him, a golden fire bloomed as a tea kettle came into existence, two cups appearing opposite the kettle as the old man breathed out with tiredness.

"Let's see, by the process of elimination…you wouldn't be that Uttera nor that Imperium. They would want to plan more in their age before they move. Being younger can make one bold in their abilities. So you must be…the youngest faction leader in this place. Osmont, is it?"

…!

His vibrant dark hair listened as he stroked his beard, the tea within the kettle beginning to release golden steam as he breathed in with contentment while beckoning with his hands!

"Please, I like to look at the person I'm talking with out of politeness. Don't let an old man ramble by himself to nothing. As a bonus, I'm currently burning tea leaves from an Omniversal Oak of Existence that an entire Omniverse depended on- the tea born from this is so pricy and hard to even get your hands on, you know?"

His gaze was calm.

He was sure there was someone in this space, and he made a conjecture that it was Noah!

And at this moment, he actually invited him to sit opposite him as while the Authority of the Laborer of the Atlas of Existence burned around him, Noah foresaw many possibilities before a moment later…

WAP!

A point of colorless singularity appeared beside the seated old man.

This singularity twisted and distorted greatly before moments later, it transformed into the handsome visage of Noah in a similar white robe!

Radiant colorless wings spread out behind his back and feet as he sat down, looking at the old man before him whose aura seemed reserved but unfathomably heavy.

And the old man smiled at him with interest as he nodded and grabbed the tea kettle, pouring golden liquid brimming with Existence onto the cups before him.

"They have files on all of you disseminated to the higher-ups and anyone pertinent already. All analyses they made, your probable psyche, power, and lands governed. The one who holds a Unique Mobile Plane of Existence while also having the youngest probable age of Existence is one that caught my eye. Emperor Osmont, is it?"

Small tidbits of information were revealed as Noah took the cup holding the vibrant golden liquid, nodding calmly as he asked.

"And you are?"

An abstruse old man.

His Existence held tremendous power, and yet his disposition was a unique one as he smiled while taking a sip of his tea before he replied.

"An old man lost in the vast seas of Existence. But those who know me…know me as Ashmole. A simple Alchemist."

Ashmole!

A terrifying name and an even more unique occupation, this being nodding with contentment as he sipped the tea made from an Omniversal Oak Tree and continued!

"I study the origins of Existence. The variety of Sources of Existence that arise across the Omniverses…their differences, and their similarities. The transformation of life itself and exactly what binds everyone together."

HUUUM!

Just from his speech, the surrounding weavings of existence turned tumultuous and heavy, his eyes radiating a penetrative light of brilliance as he continued, this time while he pointed to the hourglasses around them.

"What you see before you are my alchemical creations. Something I had already been working on, but the Commonwealth made me mass-produce it after I came in contact with them a long time ago. I called it…The Transformare of Existence. A tool to smoothly extract the very essence of Existence and transform it into an even more valuable version of Existence. Something that could be used to make many alchemical creations possible. I believed it was a step forward to learning more about the Origins of Existence."

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The Transformare of Existence.

Noah looked at the thousands upon thousands of these massive hourglasses as he asked succinctly.

"And what do you believe now?"

He came across the Commonwealth just like Noah.

He came under their banner similar to the Empress of the Existential Omniversal Orcanium Whales!

But his power and standing seemed to be much more terrifying.

At Noah's words, he sipped on the vibrant tea while shaking his head.

"Now, my alchemical tools will be used to extract the Nectar of Existence of your Omniverse as they have been getting used for many other Omniverses. They've become corporate tools for the flourishing of more Existence, yes. But I am no closer to answering my questions regarding the Origins of Existence. I've been working tirelessly all these years as countless weavings tell me an answer is close. That an answer is near. But just when it seems I have arrived at the cusp of obtaining it…it slips further away."

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