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 galos.

The ever-changing construct she'd been competing with and losing to, countless tis in terms of utility and advancent over the months.

But still, they were together.

At this mont, 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 ornants.

The ground was blanketed in sheets of snow, while the fantastical islands above spilled cascading waterfalls, each one ford 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 sa world where he had claid a spiritual land that had evolved into the terrifying thing now known as the Infiniverse galos.

Amidst the many floating islands, Ruination drifted toward a simple one- a quiet island that resembled that spiritual land exactly. The sa 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 shimred like starlight—pupils swirling with countless layers of galos themselves.

Ruination appeared behind the Infiniverse galos 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 ashad just saying the words aloud.

The Infiniverse galos Body didn't even turn as she replied.

"You did a decent enough job creating that Cradle of Purity just now. You're doing sothing."

…!

A decent enough job.

That's what she said about a construct designed to do what hadn't 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 sohow 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 galos 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 beco an Absolute Complex True Source of Existence."

BOOM!

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

"I've looked at all the avenues and possibilities. With the Singed taken to the level of a True Source, I already have the fla of a Source burning within the heart of the Infiniverse galos. It can serve as the fuel for a Wheel of Existence. But I need sothing more. Sothing grander. The words of that Dead Thing…they've been echoing in my mind."

…!

The words of a Dead Thing?

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

"The psychotic Bob? What part of his words could possibly cause soone to reflect?"

She didn't like the ti and energy her Master had to spend on that Dead Thing.

But the galos replied evenly:

"That which Innervates the Wheels of Existence. I don't know what it is. I don't even know if it exists. But maybe that's what I need before I step forward to beco 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 glead with a chilling brilliance.

Ruination didn't 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…sothing far more unfathomable.

Both of them were thinking the sa terrifying thing—how to beco sothing greater. Sothing worthy of a single man.

The True Severed Origin Osmontian!

At so point, in the stillness of the snow, the Infiniverse galos Body finally turned toward her.

"My path is harder. Yours is more straightforward. I've gone ahead and used the Source of that Queen of Matter. I'm expanding into more and more frequencies of the Wheel.

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

She spoke about sothing terrifying—as if she were describing how she'd brewed tea or prepared a al 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 rembered the woman's eyes—those mad, elated eyes when she had grabbed her throat. As if she enjoyed being choked.

Her Master didn't need that kind of chaos in his life.

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

"Won and food are so of the few…weavings of Existence that Master still enjoys in these craziness of Existence. Food is just a hobby for his palate. Won, though… he complents them and they complent him. They help him stay sane. Even if he added a hundred more, I wouldn't be averse to it.

And that Queen of Matter? She's like us. She adores Master. Don't let her eccentricities bother you. Focus on yourself—and leave the rest to . When you're ready for the Pieces and Traces of the Wheel I'm 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 galos asked gently, powerfully, and with all the weight of power behind her words!