Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse Chapter 3239 Origins III

Chapter 3239 Origins III

A heavy assertion!

Aspasia- someone that the Great Mother stated that she had a unique connection to the Great Beyonder.

She stated that without a shadow of a doubt, The Great Beyonder was alive and well.

That he had Transcended what they commonly knew and understood to reach an entirely different dimension of existence!

Her palm was stretched out.

His own palm came forward as at this moment, waves began to pulse between them as their palms got closer and closer to each other.

|The Great Beyonder could be watching all of this right now, and we wouldn’t be able to know. He could be watching our bodies out there, or even be capable of somehow seeing into this Nexus of Megalos Records that only you and I are in.|

...!

This was a terrifying level of power.

If it was true.

Ozymandias looked at Aspasia closely as he spoke inquisitively.

|You speak with great confidence in this. What gives you such confidence?|

HUUM!

Their palms touched after bursts of singularities clashed between them, waves of resonance spreading as the singularities of Aspasia smiled.

|The Sign and the possible Instrument that the Great Beyonder spoke of...actually showing skepticism about the Great Beyonder. How interesting. Let us see whether you are this Instrument, Outerversal Morphon Ozymandias.|

Waves of Outerversal Authority pulsed between them.

Aspasia seemed to be looking for a specific frequency of something.

And Ozymandias...was gazing at the very depths of what made himself. Just like his counterpart of Noah Osmont was breaking down weavings of Matter, Ozymandias sought to understand the component of the Dark Matter that made him!

Matter.

Across the myriad of Omniverses, everything was made up of matter.

Matter could be broken down into the smaller components known as Atoms!

Trillions upon quintillions and quintillions of atoms, endless particles that were too many to even count.

At this moment, Noah broke himself down entirely as after his body flickered into a stellar mass of cells, these cells further separated.

All of it required careful and effortful usage of Existential Extremity Authority.

The colorless Authority of the Laborer was coursing through him and everything within him as he found that Innately, all the matter that made him sought to be in what it considered a natural form.

A natural state.

And that was his humanoid body.

If he wasn’t actively continuing to apply the pressure and authority, the countless particles he had broken himself down into would come together in fantastical weavings to reform back into himself!

|Your Weavings have naturally triggered a state of profound epiphany and understanding.|

As the Weaver, he was coming to learn many things about himself.

Especially when he watched the weavings of his Atlas of Existence be broken down, and different colored musings showed themselves for all 9 different Mundis of Power.

He applied even greater authority as rapidly, it seemed like a cloud of stellar multicolored brilliance was only expanding and being magnified around the golden halls of an extensive library!

Cells broke down rapidly and became atoms.

It may have seemed like something simple, but who could say they could easily break down their very existence into countless smaller compartments and observe them all freely?

When Noah broke himself down to countless atoms, he went even further to break this down as he began to feel the weavings of many Ascendant Existential Extremity Authorities buzzing!

Strong Nuclear Force. Weak Nuclear Force. Entropy. Manadynamics. Relativity. Electromagnetism. Gravitation...

Many concepts seemed to swirl heavily as he peered deeply into the weavings of his atoms, his going even deeper as he seamlessly broke his atoms down into Proton, Neutrons, and Electrons!

...!

When he arrived here, he felt a strain.

His existence became an endless field of dense multicolored particles as from them...he began to sense faint waves. Waves.

Strings.

Among these silent waves, other particles flowed here and there as they didn’t seem as significant, but even they played a role.

Everything seemed to be moving and tugged with weavings of Existential waves of light, but as he looked at the smallest breakdown of atoms- at his Quintessential Protons, Neutrons, and Electrons, he found that they still seemed too big.

His penetrative gaze could see they were made of something even smaller!

This was...

|Quarks...|

HUUM!

The moment his intent buzzed out their identity, he saw his Protons and neutrons break apart to become blinding singularities that were Quarks.

But only his Neutrons and Protons!

His Electrons...they broke into different singularities that did not seem at all like Quarks.

They moved differently.

They spun differently.

They were tugged by different forces within his existence as the more he looked at them, he could feel his distinction as the Weaver analyze them as quickly, a word rose in his mind!

|Leptons...|

...!

Quarks and Leptons.

This was what he came across as the smallest fundamental parts of himself, his Authority of the Laborer buzzing at it felt a great strain trying to go any further!

He had learned of Quarks and how the Commonwealth had those who had reached a terrifying level of Existence condense everything they had into a single Quark that they would bloom into countless others to form a Fabled Omniverse.

But Command Protector Valeria didn’t speak of anything to do with Leptons.

These were also small, minuscule particles that made him!

Their interactions.

How they behaved.

All of it was what made what he did possible.

Lifting a single finger.

Activating Mana.

Utilizing Existential Extremity Authority.

Around the interactions and weavings of his Quarks and Leptons, he could see threads- strings of Existential Extremity Authorities flowing through them!

And this whole time, even though his Authority was stopping it- the countless particles that made him wanted to resume their normal interactions to return to the glorious humanoid form, with Noah theorizing that no matter how he disrupted them, they would always return to be him.

These were his origins.

At this moment, he remembered the one thing Command Protector Valeria mentioned regarding Matter, Anti-Matter, Dark Matter, and the Three Body Problem.

Across the interactions of these three states, their unpredictability and interactions meant that even a small, insignificant change to initial conditions at this level could lead to unfathomable and unpredictable massive changes later on.

He looked across his broken down existence as he saw the colorful Quarks and Leptons that made up his Conceptual System of Existence.

He saw that the assimilated Systems he had taken in, whether it be from the Faesigned Queen, the Satyrus Nymph, or the Sunwinged Leprechanus...they all were still made up of Quarks and Leptons!

They were seamlessly assimilated, but he could still recognize them.

His Systems. Their Systems.

Ultimately, they were all made up of Matter!