Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 4360

Chapter 4360: The Farmer’s Greeting V

The words buzzed between them.

Noah continued staring at the tree ahead, his expression thoughtful as he processed everything she’d said.

Then, he smiled with genuine curiosity.

"What is wrong with all of us becoming The Dead?" he asked.

"We could all survive being collapsed and return again a day later. Sounds like elegant solution to surviving The Fallout, doesn’t it?"

Elyndra blinked, her expression cycling through confusion before settling into something resembling disbelief.

She studied his features, trying to determine if he was joking or if he genuinely didn’t know.

"You do know," she said slowly, carefully, as if explaining fundamental truth to someone who somehow missed it, "that the Curse of The Dead, and anything to do with THE Creature, means that all Dead Existences are completely cut off from ever reaching the next Scale of Existence, right?"

Her voice grew more emphatic.

"That was the cost for such a terrifying capability. THE Creature granted The Dead the ability to return from collapse, to survive what should be absolute ending, to persist through conditions that would unmake Living Existences. But in exchange, they can never advance beyond their current Scale. They are trapped, forever, at whatever level they possessed when they crossed The Veil."

She paused, making sure he absorbed the information.

"Becoming The Dead isn’t just transformation...it’s permanent limitation. A ceiling that can never be exceeded. An end to all potential growth in exchange for impossible survival."

...!

Noah’s eyes turned immensely sharp at this revelation.

He looked at Elyndra up and down.

But her expression carried no deception...just certainty born from knowledge that she considered fundamental truth of existence.

The Dead couldn’t reach the next Scale of Existence.

They were trapped, forever, at whatever level they’d achieved before crossing The Veil.

Which meant that if he became Dead, if he crossed to the other side, if he chose survival through that method...

He would never reach THE.

Never advance beyond his current Scale, no matter how much power he accumulated, no matter how many Principles he integrated, no matter what achievements his Way produced.

It would be ceiling disguised as salvation, trap baited with immortality, permanent limitation masquerading as ultimate survival technique.

What of his Arch Lich though? Did his type of Death align with THE Creature’s Curse? Or was he purer?

Noah simply stared out toward the tree silently, his thoughts racing through implications!

So that probability stream RUINEDEN had shown him...the one where THE Dead Order captured him and turned him into battery for her Civilization, wasn’t just horrifying because of the loss of freedom.

It was catastrophic because it would permanently cap his advancement. Would lock him into current Scale of Existence forever, removing any possibility of reaching heights he was apparently already walking toward.

The Dead couldn’t reach THE.

Which meant THE Dead Order couldn’t either, despite her immense power. She wasnt fully...THE...Unless she unified with Sigrid!

She was trapped on that side of The Veil, unable to cross over or advance further, limited by the very method that had allowed her to survive when THE Living Order had collapsed.

Once someone crossed The Veil and became Dead, they were no longer competition. They were permanently locked out of ever challenging THE Living Existences’ positions.

Was that why Khor and others were potentially collapsed?

Elyndra took his silence as confirmation that he’d been joking, her expression relaxing slightly as she sighed.

"So," she said, returning to her earlier question, "do you think a collaboration is possible? With your Perpetual Harvest, cultivating what even father could not bloom, we could accomplish goals that many outside THE Loom seek to accomplish."

She paused, her blue eyes finding his with intensity that carried genuine hope mixed with determination.

"As I said before," she continued, her voice softening, "I would like to be your friend."

...!

Noah looked at the figure of Elyndra...at her astonishing beauty, her nine converging Principles, her genuine desire for collaboration mixed with hidden agenda he suspected but couldn’t confirm.

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