Chapter 3553  A Heart! A Spoke! I


    For any job, there was a proper tool to utilize to complete it.


    A nail needed a hammer. @@@@


    Writing needed pen and paper.


    The job could be completed in other ways, but the right tool...always made the job extremely easy.


    Old Man Eudemus...melted into the terrifyingly sleek golden Spoke that pierced through a multicolored Heart as he felt like he had come across the tool that could rightly answer the three body problem, but it was so heavy!


    So big!


    And he had no way to even lift it.


    So close, and yet so far.


    "The weavings of the Wheel are cruel, Noah Osmont."


    Old Man Eudemus was half melted into the golden Spoke as his words croaked out towards the one person right before him.


    A person he did not understand even to this day as too many mysteries surrounded him.


    And Noah...looked at Old Man Eudemus in turn as he observed his weavings with caution, an illusory eye opening above him and staring at everything as he prepared to make a move!


    When he breathed in, the air felt rich in terrifying flames of purity and complexity that almost rivaled his.


    Almost.


    The Spoke itself seemed heavy and capable of not decimating- but purifying and eating the weavings of any who got close enough.


    Half of Old Man Eudemus was already part of this golden Spoke.


    While Old Man Eudemus...was already nearly gone.


    Mysara watched the Origin Singed grasp the massive Spoke before them as her heart could not help but palpate with waves of shock and surprise. Why would such a massive part of the Wheel be here? She and many Singed knew of the Piece of a Phantom Trace or even Core Tracings of the Wheel that were stretched out across frequencies, but she had never seen something like this!


    And to seek to control such a thing, even her weavings did not seem to be enough.


    And yet...


    The unique, albeit slightly weak, weavings of this version of the Origin Singed grabbed the spoke without so much as any hesitation, and columns of flames rose heavily as in the surroundings; the temperature alone even made Mysara feel stifled.


    And she...was a powerful Greater Source Complexity!


    She looked at the enlarged figure of the Origin Singed as she wondered.


    How did it feel to be him at this moment?


    HUUM!


    Nearby weavings trembled.


    Noah''s hand that sought to grasp the Spoke felt like it was being scalded by an object that could not be grasped, and yet his True Severed Singed Flame of Existence denied such a thought as it spread to madly wrap around the whole Spoke!


    It was pure.


    It was truly severed. And it was already heading towards a Pathway to a True Source as how dare it be denied by an object that held the flames of the Wheel?!


    "How dare you?!"


    HUUM!


    His voice boomed out like waves of thunder, his hand pulsing with purity and coming to grasp the Spoke completely as the very weavings nearby shuddered.


    A booming cry echoed out after that before in the next moment, chains of flames erupted from the base of the Spoke and began coiling around Noah''s hand like a serpent!