Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Chapter 3614  Complexities and Contradictions! III

In the Expanse.

Millions of thin black and white strings chased after an Old Man whose weavings brimmed with a Prime Source Complexity!

He had been so deeply veiled and hidden inside small gaps of Megalos within the Expanse as even with other Prime Source complexities searching, they may have not been able to find this entity.

But Absolute Unidemic Existence Pathogenesis sought every single creature across the Frequency.

Nothing escaped its sight as this old man was discovered this way.

Ashmole!

”Hey! Do you know who I am?! How about you reveal yourself first, huh? And then we can see whether any of this should be happening. You see, I am just a Scholar of Existence…”

He spoke as his Prime Source ebbed and flowed in a unique manner.

Half black and half white garments covered him currently as even though he was visibly old, he seemed to have returned to his prime as his hair shone with lustrous black glow rapidly, his eyes twinkling with brilliance as a force existed around him which seemed…Undeniable.

It knocked away anything that came even though he was being pushed back, and at this time, another voice descended as from the surroundings, Noahʼs figure stepped out from the golden strings of existence.

”I know very well who you are. Did you forget about me, Alchemist Ashmole?”

The black and white tentacles pulsed and spread out all around like spears that waited to strike as Ashmole blinked and rubbed his eyes as if he couldnʼt believe it, pointing towards Noah with utter surprise as he laughed jovially!

”Haha! Osmont? Osmont! I thought you were dead and banished after I stopped messing around with the Commonwealth. So you are alive and well! But…”

Ashmole looked around at the terrifying bursts of tentacles that were supported by Absolute Unidemic Existence Pathogenesis.

”…this type of power here is excessive even for you, donʼt you think? How about we-”

”What did you do with my drop of blood?”

WAA!

Noah interrupted the ramblings of the old man.

They had made an exchange what seemed like many, many days ago when Noah was first exploring the weavings of the Commonwealth.

Who knew that all the way back then, Noah had met a Prime Source Complexity who was veiling himself to be so weak?

Hearing the question posed to him, Ashmole stopped and smiled.

”Oh, that?”

He hummed lightly as his Source did the same.

He looked around and seemed thoughtful for a second before he replied.

”I truly do study Existence. Especially anomalous Existence. You, other creatures in separate frequencies who hold a massive flow of the Wheel around them, Singed, and now…even those Faceless Lifeforms.”

WAA!

As he spoke, his body undulated and gradually changed as he seemed to be many people at the same time.

Multiple faces came and went on his aged face as he smiled eerily and continued.

”I study this Existence so that I can incorporate such anomalies into myself. You were among those who helped supercharge my existence and grant me an Undeniable Telos Source, for that, I thank you. Your little drop of Blood…I was able to extrapolate many things from it, as, surprisingly, my inherent energy and complexity have been edging toward the edge of Infinity! As if I have inexhaustible waves of authority to spare…well, almost. When I lean too much into it, it turns my chimeric weavings a bit unstable. But you made many things possible for me…”

…!

Noahʼs expression was cold as he listened to this being, now fully allowing him to ramble on as he was revealing quite a lot freely.

And Ashmole seemed to know this as he had a bright smile while shaking his head.

HUUM!

”Man, look at that look in your eyes…all you anomalies with a heavy flow of the wheel always have this main character syndrome. You think yourselves to be the only creatures with stories that matter across existence, and you so ridiculously downplay the existence of all others as if they donʼt matter at all. Even now, what do you see me as? Someone that lied to you and you are now discovering the truth as you will try to kill me? My story is more than that, you know…”

HUUM!

His existence began to buzz.

On his chest, skin faded and tore as a dazzling black nine pointed star manifested.

On this star, dazzling sockets holding jagged Gems that glimmered with the allure of Omniverses could be seen as the smile on Ashmole faded!

”I have met a few like you, Osmont. I have tried replicating their qualities with some success, but as always, there is a level of defectiveness. Impurity. You remember that? You said something about purity and how it keeps the Wheel turning…well, something along those lines, anyway. But did you know how impure someone like me is? But even I…can have a flow that makes the Wheel turn, O Lumen Emperor.”

HUUM!

He called out a past distinction of Noahʼs as his Source emenated a unique sense of danger.

A danger exceeding even that of entities like Giuseppe!

Tentacles erupted from behind him and formed into black wings as he smiled eerily again as he spoke.

”Iʼve taken from your qualities. From that pesky Peacemaker that keeps sending attacks my way. From a Usurper that nearly devoured a part of me. From the Lost Avatar of the Beyonder, Azzurra. From the Antideluvians…and truly, any traces of those Legends that transcended the Wheel of Existence to go to that place.”

HUUUM!

”That place…I am close to it, you know? I just need to completely join or do something else to all my possibilities- all versions of me across the Frequencies, and I will be complete. Right now, you are interrupting my progress, Osmont. A day of progress as I was hurrying before the weavings of that monstrous unknown creature swallowed up this Frequency!”

His eyes flashed with power and madness.

Stability and chaos.

His Prime Source was utterly terrifying as Severed Extractor analyzed it, and Noah couldnʼt help but shake his head with pity.

”What a sad life you have led, Ashmole.”

…!