Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse (WN)
chapter-3316

A terrifying Eye of Existence.

One that others would find impossible to even imagine, and yet this unfathomable Origin Sacred Primal Megalonian held it.

Origin.

It placed itself above even Quintessential Sacred Primal Megalonian- of which the only one that Noah had met so far being the Existence Severing Honored Megalonian who stood over this Megalos Mountain.

Who truly understood the secrets of such an entity? The more he assimilated with them, Noah could feel his state of mind gradually being affected by a heavy sense of majesty and dignity- one that almost exceeded his old self!

It seemed to be a type of dignity deeply ingrained in the very type of existence he was.

Not all beings were equal.

Not all beings were born equal.

The day that the Origin Sacred Primal Megalonian Pyrrhus was born, he already attained the state of One With Existence.

What did this mean? That his complexity was already at the level of or exceeding someone that had exceeded the Existential Dominium Realm and had a complex enough existence to form a Fabled Omniverse!

Others spent millions of years just to reach there.

Others were untalented enough as it took them an entire cycle or two.

And then, there was Pyrrhus.

One With Existence at birth, and a unique Eye of Existence a day later!

Where would he be a few days later? What would Noah be able to obtain a week later?

The answer was unknown as, at this moment, quietness settled into this expansive mountain as the throne that the Existence Severing Honored Megalonian sat on radiated a blinding wave of light.

From her, a voice filled with unfathomable complexity echoed out.

"The Sacred Primal Sea is the condensation of Cycles of Existence on every single Sacred Megalos Mountain. Rarely are any Megalonians permitted baptism on it, but when truly exceptional Megalonians do arise, they will enjoy baptism on it endlessly- all for the sake of Megalonians!"

…!

OOOH!

Booming waves of affirmation echoed out from all Megalonians.

They were a tight-knit group of entities.

Their weavings were aligned as they were cognizant of their existence, and what qualities they represented.

They knew that to defend themselves from Outsiders, they had to have strong defenders.

So when exceptional Megalonians arose, they were given resources and supported by all Sacred Megalos Mountains fully!

The Sacred Primal Sea was kept flowing and with ever greater concentrations by Existence Severing Megalonians, and every other Megalonian who cultivated near it…contributed their complexity every single day.

This was how harmonious the Megalonians were.

How united they were!

Through this method, they were able to produce Entities who could attain Ordinance Amalgamation at high rates, and eventually, even Existence Severing entities rose among them.

Unity.

A rare quality to find in any Bloodline, and the Sacred Primal Megalonians had it.

Around the golden sea, all Megalonians cheered with unity as the only ones who didn't truly have this intent…were those currently possessing and assimilating Megalonians.

In their eyes, sharp lights of envy shone as after the introduction from the Honored Megalonian, a set of astral white staircases appeared before Pyrrhus- and they led all the way towards the center of the Sacred Primal Sea.

"The one to undergo baptism today and for the coming future is Pyrrhus. From the recommendation of Caretaker Nazal, he is put forward as the One That Was Promised! As Megalonians, we all hope for him to live up to such a distinction."

"OOOH!"

"PYRRHUS!"

Across the golden sea.

"PYRRHUS!"

Chants began to resound.

There was no disharmony as they knew.

His elevation and strength would be the elevation and strength of all Megalonians. So they would only look forward to it.

"PYRRHUS!"

The chants were resonant as under them, Pyrrhus turned towards Caretaker Nazal, who smiled with acknowledgment towards him, and he then stepped on the white set of stairs as his figure was rapidly taken towards the center of the Sacred Primal Sea.

—

The timeline of the Tresorverse Sacred Domain was set.

The events to play out within the Tresorverse Sacred Domain were set.

The eventual destruction of the Sacred Primal Megalonians was set!

The means of the Omnifather were unfathomable with this reconstruction, but it was stated clearly along with those edicts that…the gains made in complexity and states of Existence would be retained once the set events came to pass, and the pathway up the Tresorverse Primaltree of Existence would open up once more thereafter.

This was stated.

This was inviolable.

And yet…

BOOM!

Outside of the Tresorverse designed by the Omnifather.

Within the bounds of Omniverse X-999.

Inside of the Infinite Omniverse that was finishing assimilating a Dark Matter Core and the remaining weavings of a Half Tainted Omniverse!

An explosive boom of incomprehensible weavings of existence erupted from Noah's main body seated atop his multicolored throne.

His face was facing up unnaturally as his forehead split open, a blinding golden singularity blooming from his forehead as an instant later…it began to radiate the wondrous form of an Eye!

An Eye.

It…had not even been a full day since the Omniversal Archontes Engineer attained the state of One With Existence.

Not even a full day.

And yet inexplicably, at this moment, a gloriously golden eye that was far too similar to the Sacred Primal Eye of Existence arose.

The eye that only the Origin Sacred Primal Megalonian- Pyrrhus, held!

The reconstruction of the Omnifather had only just begun for Noah, and yet he was already beginning to inherit the boons within it.

It was an utterly enigmatic phenomenon as his forehead rapidly healed and above him, a gloriously gold eye opened.

Intricate weavings and lines wrapped around it as the moment it flung open, waves of information flowed into Noah!

His distinction as the Weaver broke through any possible limitations.

His standing and complexity of Existence rose to even greater heights!

A body of his that was within an isolated cut-off section of the Dream Aletheian Haven gazed at the reconstructed body of Savitar.

A so called Great One.

And yet under his gaze, bountiful details of him began to spill out as if they weren't his to begin with!