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!

he decimated them

complex as

he let

though his existence was not as complex as entities like Arguros…he had multiple different weavings

let it

endless tides, and a few inches from his body, it would simultaneously

It was taxing.

everything was going smoothly

did it all regardless as infinite

lost- 6 of the

a reality that foretold shocking things to

In another isolated space.

The Antediluvian Leviathan, Arguros, sat with blazing Entropy which leaked out

front of him, the light of a dying star was

circling this isolated domain were filled with violet purple flames of Entropy, only four exterior rings not being filled as the tongues of flames

legends of the Sacred Primal

likely only have a shred

sliver remaining after you used so much…an Average Megalonian possession is the furthest you will be granted…ah! Missed

the legends of a lineage within the Expanse that did not live for long before they were extinguished

thrive, they may

how intricately built their existences

that were devoured absolutely, with their destruction giving rise

chances that the Omnifather

tremendously benefit

|Ah…|

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

HUUM!

everything was being

moments…the dead star let out one last

of arrival, you have been granted the possession and assimilation of a Rare Sacred Primal Megalonian-

…!

|What!|