Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Chapter 3302  The Weavings of the Omnifather! IV

Past the square white portals.

Within the Tresorverse of the Omnifather.

The moment that the terrifying Entities across the myriad of Omniverses shot towards the skies like twinkling stars, they came to land on the roots of the Tresorverse Primaltree of Existence as an undeniable force crushed down from above that prevented them from rising any further!

They had to go through the Tresorverse Primaltree of Existence itself.

Old Man Eudemus landed on the roots of this massive tree that seemed to be tens of times larger than any Omniverse, the roots alone occupying everything they could see along with the multicolored trunk.

He landed on a golden-colored root, and the moment he did so, he felt unique changes that caused his eyes to shine brightly.

He felt his authority slowly begin to be used up as it felt like…it was being challenged.

As if his weavings of Existence themselves were being challenged constantly, and only if he proved himself and what his weavings stood for could he move forward!

He took a step forward, and his gaze became even more astonished.

He had seen a great number of things within the Expanse over the years, even as many of his bodies within had gotten destroyed by terrifying oddities.

But he had never come across something like this.

|The Roots of the Tresorverse Primaltree of Existence challenge your weavings of existence constantly. To keep moving, a constant flow of your weavings have to be released as they are broken down naturally, and then small wisps are returned to you as they actually hold slightly greater waves of complexity! Just walking across the roots of this tree will require a great deal of effort and usage of authority, but this alone will elevate your weavings of existence!|

…!

He passed this intent to the Protectors following behind him who landed one by one.

His other body within the Omniverse of the Protectors outside of this place was also notifying the Sword of the Commonwealth and the Viceroy!

|Conserve your authority as you move. You will likely be knocked out the moment your reserves of authority can no longer keep up, and the natural drain of your weavings of existence will likely increase the higher up you go. Proceed carefully…|

The intent of Old Man Eudemus echoed out in the minds of the Protectors as moments later…

|But sir…look at them…| An Omniversal Stage Simian gritting his teeth while pointing a mile or two away from them where the titanic figure of a verdant Antediluvian Leviathan could be seen.

He was taking steady steps as tendrils of green light emanating nothing but Life flowed from him and into the Tresorverse Primaltree of Existence, and every time he lifted his foot…even purer waves of verdant light returned to him as by simply walking up steadily, his power seemed to be rising. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

His complexity seemed to be increasing!

Old Man Eudemus shook his head at this as he replied.

|Focus on yourselves first. This ordeal only makes it more paramount to have purity of existence. A singular Ordinance to define oneself. Those Entities…we faced them briefly during the founding of the Commonwealth as they are some of the purest existences in terms of weavings they follow. Even what we follow is still outside of us, but they….|

What they followed was outside of them.

The Wheel of Existence.

It was grandiose.

It was unfathomable.

It was a pure source for them to follow as they built up a wheel within their own existence, but in terms of purity…

It could not beat the existence of something that defined and lived by weavings Innate to themselves.

|That one there strictly follows the weavings of Life and nothing else. The complexity of his weavings of Life alone can decimate and overpower your weavings of Kuklos as their whole body has been structured and reforged under Life to the utmost extreme. If he has attained the Third State of Existence…his power would be something even I would have to be careful about contending with. Ah, let us not worry about others who may forge ahead. Focus on controlling the usage of your weavings of existence first. Those who rush ahead and come to realize how more and more weavings will be required from them will be knocked out the quickest. And we don't know if we can even get back on these roots if we are knocked out. This…will be an ordeal to manage one's weavings of existence while elevating their complexity steadily. After all, nobody's weavings are infinite.|

…!

His words were akin to cardinal laws as the Protectors nodded sternly while moving forward.

Within their existence, golden wheels spun as their weavings became slightly more potent with every step, but more of the reserves of their authorities were also fading away!

They would have to adapt to their increasing complexity and even likely rest to recover their authority as they proceeded forward.

But already, their hearts pulsed with joy at the advancement their Weavings of Existence were feeling.

They had to go higher on this Tresorverse Primaltree of Existence, and they had to get the wonders on it before others could!

Such feelings abundantly rose in the minds of many as their numbers within this place only increased.

But the roots of the massive tree were far too massive and far too many.

Those who knew each other grouped up, those who didn't spread out to seek their own opportunity.

In another part of the golden colored root that covered most of the skies nearby, and the one most entities got on quickly.

The figure of Noah could be seen standing still on the surface of the massive tree root, his figure leaning down and touching its surface as he found that the Authority of the Administrator of the Atlas of Existence could not flow into these roots!

It seemed to seek a singular, pure authority as the one from any of his Systems of Existence flowed down and allowed him to come to a conclusion on a few things.