Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5562

Chapter 5562: Provenance! I

<THE True Human Emperor>

|I said you might actually have a chance. Even then, I am not sure, since you are going where I failed, and where all others failed. Let us see.|

...!

With those words in his ears, Noah grasped the gem that had appeared before him.

The moment his hand closed on it, the road changed. The obsidian gold beneath his feet began to wrap around itself, again and again, curling the way a ribbon curls, folding him inside its turns until the spatial dark was gone and there was only the winding path, containing him, carrying him!

|What you just grasped... is a Provenance Crystal. It is the key to where you are going, and it is also the lifeline. THE Aurate Collar of the First Purity gives every candidate a way out.|

|So long as it rests on your existence, you can survive the collapse of your existence in totality. All of it, at once, down to the foundation, and the crystal will hold enough of you together that something walks away afterward.|

|It was given to me. It was given to others of my kind. Primeval Ones, every one of us, and every one of us ended up using it, because all of us died where you are going next.|

|Be careful.|

HUUUM!

The prompts from Ruination came down as the road wound tighter.

|THE Provenance Crystal. Analysis follows.|

|Function: a tether of last resort. Upon the total collapse of the bearer’s existence, the crystal preserves a remnant sufficient for continuation. What continues is not guaranteed to be what entered. The crystal makes no representations regarding completeness.|

|Composition: unknown. The Regard reads it as older than the frameworks it protects against, and notes that it was not made. It was shed.|

|Origin: ?????|

|Additional observation: the crystal is oriented. Like THE Vermeil Blooms, it is seeking. Unlike them, it appears to have already found what it was seeking, and is now simply waiting.|

|?????|

...!

Noah read the last block twice!

Blinding obsidian gold light raged around him, brilliance unfolding in every direction at once, and an instant later it tore away, and Noah’s knees nearly buckled!

HUUM!

Weight came down on him.

Weight, plain and physical and enormous, pressing on his body and his existence at once, and he set his stance and held steady and made himself breathe before he made himself look.

Dark obsidian sands stretched away beneath his feet in every direction, fine and black and glittering faintly gold where the light caught the grains, dunes of it rolling out toward a horizon that shimmered with heat that had no sun to explain it. The air tasted of hot stone and age!

THE Aurate Collar of the First Purity!

|Me and my brethren perished at this very spot.|

"How do lifeforms such as yourselves perish from this? What is this?"

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