Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 5652

Chapter 5652: THE Dimensional Provenance Train! III

<Descendant Alcaeus>

Descendant Alcaeus stood upon the rusted, jagged cliffs of THE Krazhor-Nul. It was a hostile, unforgiving realm defined by a lethal ambient density that could effortlessly crush the life from weaker beings.

But for Alcaeus, who held the golden Ordination of THE CHAMPION, the crushing gravity was merely a comforting weight.

He had come to this Dimension on a direct mandate. THE SLEEPLESS FIEND, had issued a bloodline-wide bounty of the anomaly known only as the Cure-Giver. Alcaeus had wanted to see the remnants of broken curses and shattered authorities, so he came here.

To witness where The Cure-Giver had been!

Alcaeus loved a prey that fought back.

He was preparing to leap into the foamy space between Dimensions to follow the trail toward THE Ymnaros when the red skies above him suddenly froze.

The ambient light of the Dimension snapped into a blinding, oppressive brilliance. The weight of multiple Immense Ones descended simultaneously, pressing directly into his authored lineage.

Waves of information rushed into his mind, detailing the commencement of THE Dimensional Provenance Train of Existence!

BOOM!

THE Krazhor-Nul physically jolted. The sensation was violent. The rusted cliffs cracked, and the red firmament streaked horizontally as the entire Dimension was violently coupled onto a linear track of Narrative Moirai.

The borders of the realm crystallized into thick, translucent barriers, revealing the abstract, lethal annihilation of the crossing-dark whipping past at breakneck speeds.

Alcaeus did not panic as the Dimension settled into its perpetual forward momentum.

Because he received one last piece of information.

|THE Cure-Giver may be within this Dimensional Provenance Train.|

HUUM!

He stood up slowly, the sign of his Mantle pulsing above his head.

Alcaeus threw his head back and laughed, his joyful roar echoing over the rushing noise of the tracks. The hunt had just become a scheduled execution!

<THE Infinity Eater>

THE Infinity Eater sat in the center of THE Ossuary of Gluttony. It was a terrifying, suffocating Dimension built entirely of half-digested Primeval ribs and sprawling lakes of corrosive, digestive acids.

He maintained the appearance of a weary scholar draped in immaculate white robes, his eyes solid blue spheres without pupils.

Above his pale head, the golden sign of a curved scythe turned slowly. He was THE HARVESTER.

He was preparing to mobilize his absolute standing to descend upon THE Ymnaros after his passage here when...

The suffocating pressure of the architects flooded this realm. Information cascaded down, announcing the architecture of the budding Narrative of Existence!

BOOM!

The Ossuary of Gluttony shuddered violently.

The colossal ribs of dead Primeval Lifeforms groaned and snapped as the Dimension was wrenched onto the linear tracks of the Narrative Moirai. The acidic lakes sloshed heavily against the newly crystallized, translucent borders of the Dimensional Cabin.

THE Infinity Eater gripped the arms of his bone-carved throne, his solid blue eyes narrowing as he read the rules of the sequence.

He sensed that many Lifeforms he used to draw from...may just be within this Train as well.

Did that mean the thief would be here too?

"..."

He leaned back, his pale fingers drumming a lethal rhythm on the bone armrest. He did not need to launch an expedition across the void.

<Kaelen, THE Dark Lord >

"They author the play, and they assign the knives," Kaelen murmured, his voice sounding like grinding tectonic plates.

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