Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Chapter 3650  Exodus! I

The Hollow Cascade of Reversed Causality.

This was the domain where the Great Beyonder resided.

Noahʼs weavings of existence trembled as the True Source of the Singed wrapped tightly around him—protecting him from the ravages of Causality itself. Upon his arrival, he felt his True Source being converged upon and pulled into this place with terrifying force.

It was as if the Source was being displaced, forced to exert its power only within the Infinite Ravines, and nowhere else.

He could resist it.

He knew that with his True Source Atlas of Existence, and the True Source of Existence itself, he might actually withstand this undeniable force—not because it was opposing his Source, but because it ensured that 99.9% of it would remain anchored in the endlessly vast regions of the Ravines, where even the concept of distance was a paradox.

But for now, he allowed himself to flow with it.

Within moments, his weavings buzzed, and he fully crossed from The Weave into a new domain.

A domain that instantly caused his True Source to flare, white-gold flames of the Singed erupting protectively around him as the atmosphere trembled with existence-altering force.

”This…”

…!

He heard his voice.

But he hadnʼt opened his mouth yet.

His lips parted only a breath later, and in that moment, he understood.

He had truly arrived in the Hollow Cascade of Reversed Causality.

The effect had occurred before the cause.

He heard himself before speaking.

And more than that—if his True Source hadnʼt instinctively enveloped him, his weavings of existence would already be destabilizing. Time flowed in every direction here. Without protection, the Wild True Source of this domain would begin to unravel a being, regressing them to the point theyʼd never even been born!

HUUM!

His surroundings buzzed with the weight of compressed paradox.

Then slowly…they came into focus.

Noah stood upon a field of stellar grains, silver-purple sands that shimmered like ground-down stars.

All around him…

Shattered Crystalline Megalos Seas floated in space. Rivers and waterfalls surged upward from them—flowing into the skies, crashing into floating landmasses and suspended lakes.

And the sky…

The Weaver of Existence buzzed loudly, displaying exactly what Noah was seeing.

[Skies of the Hollow Cascade of Reversed Causality. A dome of reflected true and false futures of causality. Some are real. Others are deceptive, born from the Wild True Source of Causality.]

…!

Above, light-years away, layers of complex illusions pulsed constantly.

Some showed the lands breaking apart in one timeline. Others showed them untouched. And others still…showed himself.

Illusory figures of Noah appeared in the distant skies, flickering across divergent threads and possibilities.

One scene showed his golden flaming robes fluttering—then unraveling, along with his body.

Another showed him flying through the Cascade, only to be struck with the terrifying consequence of failure here.

Chrono-Fragmentation.

In that thread, his mind and existence were pulled into infinite possibility loops, spiraling endlessly into what-ifs until even his weavings began to collapse in on themselves.

Yet another illusory thread showed him standing still as a dark-haired woman materialized beside him, scoffing.

Her voice arrived before her figure.

And then…

He heard a voice that was oddly familiar.

”My dear Wild True Source of Causality… I thought we were getting along by now. Iʼve grown immune to your complexity after all these years. Why try to unravel my weavings again?”

”Now you bring the causality of the one man Iʼve been with after eons? To what, trigger an emotional fluctuation? You should know Iʼm not some weak woman. That man hasnʼt been critical to me for eons, and even if he knows some good tricks with Dual Cultivation, Iʼll be fine even if he was gone. You donʼt need to use his image to deceive me.”

…!

The voice of the Great Beyonder echoed into Noahʼs ears before sheʼd even arrived.

She was clearly being drawn in by the presence of a dazzling True Source that shouldnʼt be here.

And yet…she didnʼt believe it was him.

She believed it was just another trick of reversed causality—another illusion from the Hollow Cascade meant to manipulate her.

BZZT!

Just ahead of Noah, standing on the shimmering sands of stellar grains…

A gorgeous figure emerged, radiating terrifying waves of complexity.

Her complexity felt vastly greater than Noahʼs in this moment—both pure and intricately woven.

And it all converged into a single woman:

Dark hair. Equally dark eyes.

A vivacious form wrapped in a stellar obsidian robe that glowed with trillions of True Source runes.

Her face carried the timeless weight of ancient beauty and age. As she appeared, she crossed her arms, shaking her head.

Her lips began to move—but Noah had already heard the words. Seconds ago.

Thanks to the temporal disarray of this place.

Her body shimmered with waves of her True Source as she stepped forward—defying the flow of reversed causality.

Noah prepared to hear her again before she even spoke. He didnʼt like this disjointedness.

His True Source of the Singed pulsed violently as it began burning away the interference in nearby reality. It scorched through the local reversal of speech, syncing future audio to match the present moment.

Like editing a future echo to match current lips, the effect stabilized.

And her words finally flowed in sync with her voice.

”I have to give it to you, Causality,” she said with a smile, ”you captured everything about him very well. But your illusions only work when a trace will of mine isnʼt standing beside the subject inside the weavings of the Wheel itself.”

She stepped closer.

Her complexity spilled out like dark crimson waves, formed from trillions of floating Runes—each capable of erasing what she still believed to be an illusion.

But Noah simply smiled.

He didnʼt respond.

Not here.

Not in this region of the Infinite Ravines.

Instead, he used his body within the Amarantos Dream, where her Trace Will existed—and asked her.

”What if I really am right there with you… in the Hollow Cascade of Reversed Causality?”

…!