Chapter 5864 Kill Him
- The elder's brows pinched together, carving a fine line between his eyes. He weighed his words, then spoke with the care of a seasoned archivist—his voice little more than the hushed crackle of parchment. "Jadeheart Marrow... I recall seeing a fleeting reference to it buried in one of the oldest compendiums I ever handled. It is said to gather in the deepest fissures of the Infernal Lava Abyss, seeping drop by patient drop from the living veins of the planet's core. One drop takes ten millennia to form. And that single drop, legend claims, can fortify the body's root, bind the soul to its shell, and anchor the spirit against oblivion. Understand, though—these are only whispers handed down as myth. I have lived in level eleven for several thousand years, and in all that time I have never met anyone who has actually laid eyes on the thing."
- Once again—the same hollow answer, echoing like a door that refused to open.
- Jared masked his disappointment and forced his voice steady. "Then where, exactly, is this Infernal Lava Abyss?"