Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Chapter 3310 The Trunk of the Tresorverse Primaltree of Existence! II

For the entrants who had just arrived at the Trunk of the Tresorverse Primaltree of Existence, the reserves of their weavings of existence should already be greatly used up, especially if they rapidly released everything to climb up the roots even faster.

In the amount of time it took for the light of the dying star ahead to fade, they may not be able to fill up much of this space with their remaining weavings as their possible chance of attaining an extremely rare possession of a Megalonian...would be very low!

How quickly one went from the Root to the Trunk mattered.

Quantity mattered.

But so did quality.

For extremely powerful beings like Arguros, even if they had spent a significant percentage of their authority to quickly arrive at the Trunk, they would likely still get a rare Megalonian to possess as their complexity and power were much greater!

And there may also be entities who would be entirely spent if they hurried here without any reservation for their authority, and they wouldn't be able to release much before the dying star faded- and they would only possess an average Megalonian.

Then…there was Noah.

"..."

His eyes were luminously bright as the moment that the words of the dying star stated one had to release the weavings of their existence; his body had already begun to maddeningly radiate Mana all around!

The mana…flourished into many different forms.

Entropy.

Quintessence.

Infinity.

Manadynamics.

Cheats!

Quantity.

Quality.

Complexity!

all beings, he decimated them all

as complex as entities like

he let it

not as complex as entities like Arguros…he had

he let it all

very existence vibrated as pure blue Mana leaked out of him in endless tides, and a few inches from his body, it would

It was taxing.

existence to ensure everything was going smoothly with these

did it all regardless as infinite waves of

him, a star was dimming rapidly, but before even 80% of its radiance was lost- 6 of the Nine verdant rings

that foretold shocking things to

In another isolated space.

sat with blazing

of him, the light of a dying star was only left

purple flames of Entropy, only four exterior rings not being filled as the tongues of flames now reached out towards

legends of the

he would likely only have a shred of

sliver remaining after you used so much…an Average Megalonian possession is the

head as even he had only heard a little of the legends of a lineage within the

thrive, they may have

how intricately

absolutely, with their destruction giving rise to some of the most powerful Entities across the Expanse and

chances that the

tremendously

|Ah…|

last thought of pity towards Engineer Osmont, and he then focused on himself entirely as his complex weavings of existence burned

HUUM!

everything was being

star let out one last

have been

…!

|What!|