Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5602

Chapter 5602: Thalia! I

A Provenance Lifeform had sprouted out of a pool that was induced by the capability of a treasure that stemmed from the bones of a Provenance Lifeform.

It was a ridiculous reality! And yet it lay bleeding on his grass, and Noah’s entire existence was forced to be very serious at this moment, because he had already sent a message ringing through his connection to THE Infiniverse to be on high alert!

And while his hands moved, his mind broke her words down piece by piece.

If what she said was true, then THE Sealed One attains IT. And she had said it in a tense that dragged an entire abyss open behind it: in the future.

Then the targets. All who stood against him. Your Origins are not safe. Origins! His beginnings? His very path at this moment could be considered a beginning if someone wanted to close things off.

But apart from all that was the message that...Those around you are not safe. THE Infiniverse is not safe. And then the word that had tightened everything in him.

Mother.

Naturally, he was inclined to think she was talking about HIS mother! About Amelia, the Originator of THE Infinite Cause that was now Telos!

And if a stranger from a drowning future knew his mother well enough to count her among the unsafe... then the avenues of possibility that opened up were many, and not one of them could be walked until the woman on his grass opened her eyes!

So the biggest thing now was simple. Stabilize her. Wake her.

"Ruination." He affirmed his companion as his crown’s weavings spread. "Take care of everything else. All weavings of existence should be ready to anticipate and react to any potential attack."

|Understood, Master.|

Across the connection, THE Infiniverse was already moving, her weavings pulsing on high alert through thousands of realms.

Meanwhile, Noah crossed the trembling grass and knelt beside the woman with no more hesitation.

And up close, the state of her was grievous!

On the left side of her chest, a huge tear ran through robe and flesh alike, and within it, stellar blood welled continuously around the faint shapes of organs, and Noah’s expression hardened as his senses reached deeper, because through the injury, faintly, he could see further inside her existence.

Clusters.

Clusters of many, many singularities, turning slowly in her depths, and they should have shocked him by count alone, because there were far more than his ten! Provenance Essence, in constellations!

And yet they were... dim.

Every one of them! Singularities that should have blazed the way his own blazed were guttering low, their light thin, their turning slow, an entire sky of essence burning at embers!

Noah went to work.

He tried everything he had. The Realm’s healing boon pressed into her, warmth for anything whose Lifeline was not entirely shattered. He set the Yoke against the weight of her injury itself, bearing what pressed on her frame so her body could spend itself on mending. And still the stellar blood welled, and still she paled, and so, in the end, Noah opened his own palm with a blade of his blood, and began to give her his!

His crimson gold flowed into her, glowing from within, the light of his ten Provenance Essences carried through every drop, and he watched it sink into the tear and vanish, and he kept it flowing, steady and unhurried, while she lay unconscious and breathing shallowly on his grass and his mind turned her every word over and over!

"To heal is also human." His palm stayed open above her wound. "The first thing a human ever did with knowledge was probably pull a thorn out of someone else. To take care of another who cannot ask for it... that is as human as anything else..."

"How the hell did that fucker attain IT? What even IS ’it’?"

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