Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Chapter 3662  The Complexity of the Living II

As she moved with her Master from the Frequency of Blood as Ruination had obtained all the hidden pieces and spokes of the Wheel buried within that realm.

Another part of her body remained within the Infiniverse Megalos.

The ever-changing construct sheʼd been competing with and losing to, countless times in terms of utility and advancement over the months.

But still, they were together.

At this moment, a crimson-gold figure of Ruination floated into a small world nestled within the heart of the Infiniverse Vein.

A world where floating islands dangled in the skies like ornaments.

The ground was blanketed in sheets of snow, while the fantastical islands above spilled cascading waterfalls, each one formed from severed concepts of Dreams, Avalon, Genesis, Helios, Quantum, Prana, and many others—each unique, each vibrant in its own way.

This was a world mirrored after the Beast World, the one their Master had delved into from his original blue planet.

The same world where he had claimed a spiritual land that had evolved into the terrifying thing now known as the Infiniverse Megalos.

Amidst the many floating islands, Ruination drifted toward a simple one- a quiet island that resembled that spiritual land exactly. The same land where her Master had fought against a certain prideful penguin and other spiritual beasts to gain ownership.

Upon this island, a woman draped in white sat in a snowy field.

Her eyes shimmered like starlight—pupils swirling with countless layers of Megalos themselves.

Ruination appeared behind the Infiniverse Megalos Body, her voice calm as her feet touched down upon the snow.

”Master is battling a psychotic Dead Thing across realities. Another part of him is stepping into the Ravines, about to face even more Dead Things, and we…we sit here.”

…!

We sit here.

She felt ashamed just saying the words aloud.

The Infiniverse Megalos Body didnʼt even turn as she replied.

”You did a decent enough job creating that Cradle of Purity just now. Youʼre doing something.”

…!

A decent enough job.

Thatʼs what she said about a construct designed to do what hadnʼt been done for eons.

A construct that allowed True Sources to be purified and absorbed without risking Fractal Collapse of Existence!

And still…she called it a decent job.

Ruination somehow agreed and nodded.

”What are you doing?” she asked softly.

How were they contributing?

While their Master bore the weight of countless realities—fighting, building, and protecting, what were they doing?

The stellar eyes of the Infiniverse Megalos Body blinked slowly. She continued gazing at the endless fields of snow, her fair fingers playing in the frost as she answered.

”You are becoming a Ruined Miniare Wheel of Existence. I am trying to become an Absolute Complex True Source of Existence.”

BOOM!

Shocking words left her lips—but she continued casually, as if discussing the weather.

”Iʼve looked at all the avenues and possibilities. With the Singed taken to the level of a True Source, I already have the flame of a Source burning within the heart of the Infiniverse Megalos. It can serve as the fuel for a Wheel of Existence. But I need something more. Something grander. The words of that Dead Thing…theyʼve been echoing in my mind.”

…!

The words of a Dead Thing?

Ruination raised a brow, then settled beside the Infiniverse Megalos Body in the snow.

 ”The psychotic Bob? What part of his words could possibly cause someone to reflect?”

She didnʼt like the time and energy her Master had to spend on that Dead Thing.

But the Megalos replied evenly:

”That which Innervates the Wheels of Existence. I donʼt know what it is. I donʼt even know if it exists. But maybe thatʼs what I need before I step forward to become an Absolute Complex True Source. Or…I brute-force it. I devour all the possibilities and frequencies of this Wheel of Existence and take everything it has.”

WAA!

Her eyes gleamed with a chilling brilliance.

Ruination didnʼt reply.

She simply raised her head, watching as thousands of snowflakes began to drift around them on this floating island.

Two terrifying treasures sat side by side.

One—already a form of a Wheel of Existence.

The other…something far more unfathomable.

Both of them were thinking the same terrifying thing—how to become something greater. Something worthy of a single man.

The True Severed Origin Osmontian!

At some point, in the stillness of the snow, the Infiniverse Megalos Body finally turned toward her.

”My path is harder. Yours is more straightforward. Iʼve gone ahead and used the Source of that Queen of Matter. Iʼm expanding into more and more frequencies of the Wheel.

Iʼve begun spreading my weavings across them—gathering every Piece and Trace of the Wheel for you. It should accelerate your progression… so you can become a more complete Wheel for Master to wield.”

She spoke about something terrifying—as if she were describing how sheʼd brewed tea or prepared a meal for their Master.

And yet, she was manipulating a Source so rare, it had once only existed to observe fables within the states of Matter.

Now, she was spreading her will across frequencies with it and taking exactly what she wanted.

Ruination raised a brow, then nodded, adding with a light shrug.

”Keep that Queen of Matter away from Master, if you can. She seems like another brand of crazy that might distract him more than others.”

…!

She remembered the womanʼs eyes—those mad, elated eyes when she had grabbed her throat. As if she enjoyed being choked.

Her Master didnʼt need that kind of chaos in his life.

But the Infiniverse Megalos Body shook her head and replied calmly:

”Women and food are some of the few…weavings of Existence that Master still enjoys in these craziness of Existence. Food is just a hobby for his palate. Women, though… he complements them and they complement him. They help him stay sane. Even if he added a hundred more, I wouldnʼt be averse to it.

And that Queen of Matter? Sheʼs like us. She adores Master. Donʼt let her eccentricities bother you. Focus on yourself—and leave the rest to me. When youʼre ready for the Pieces and Traces of the Wheel Iʼm gathering… just say the word as they might be enough to complete you.”

…!

Her gaze shifted onto Ruination as she continued.

”How close are you to attaining your True Source?”

Like an older sister offering advice to her younger sibling, the Infiniverse Megalos asked gently, powerfully, and with all the weight of power behind her words!