Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 3622

Chapter 3622 Impossibilities! V

He put her True Weavings in peril just by forcing a trace of her to come here!

Out there there were countless Dead True Sources!

Noah listened to such words as his expression flashed with a profound level of coldness.

Existence was not easy.

Weavings of Existence seemed like they were not truly all that easy to have and stabilize!

The Wheel of Existence was actually something of a rarity as outside of it, waves of countless other existences sought to enter it.

As for the reason why?

Noah was silent in contemplation, as he asked calmly.

"How long before the weavings of existence of someone with a Dead True Source collapse?"

A question he asked after some contemplation as opposite him, the figure of the Trace Will of the Great Beyonder looked towards him with a knowing gaze.

"At least you are not too stupid. Yes, the reason why so many existences throw themselves towards our Wheel of Existence is because their time is limited. With a Dead True Source, unless they have attained a tremendous level of complexity where they can live without the need of an outside True Source, their weavings of Existence will surely collapse. It is only a matter of time, and this time could be a hundred years, a thousand years, or even a million years, depending on their complexities."

…!

Death.

As always, it came down to the complete cessation of life.

"And no, we cannot just simply allow them in or even form a process where we tell them that if they do not fight and have conflict, they can simply connect to our Wheel of Existence. Those whose complexities that are bathed with the light of a Dead True Source carry this like an infected aura around them. At the moment they connect to our Wheel of Existence, they will begin setting it on a path of no return as the more entities that connect to it, the more that they lead it to become another Dead True Source. Thus, we fought. We have been fighting. For cycles. For eons. To the point that some…grew despairing at this endless fight as they asked themselves whether they would do this for the rest of their lives. Either until they perished, or their complexities were dried enough and they simply collapsed. So some…have left."

…!

Heavy words echoed from her long monologue as around her, the obsidian mountain of dreams she sat on seemed desolate!

After such long periods of time filled with endless battles, some left.

"The Dead Channelers keep coming. As if out there, in any nearby Weavings of Existence, only our Wheel is present. It has been endless. So…so…endless…"

Noah's eyes became stern as he listened to the words of the Trace Will of the Great Beyonder, her facial expression and eyes portraying a sense of tiredness as if she would soon join the throngs of beings who grew tired and left.

And he looked at her like this freely as she was quickly able to notice his piercing gaze, and she harrumphed!

She looked at him closely and then closed her eyes as if she was looking for something else. _{freewёbnoνel.com}