Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 1142: Chapter 526: Endgame Protocol_2

The internal laws far surpass the understanding of mortals.

As he fully guided the power within the Chaos Core.

The essence of the destructive divinity was gradually refined and temper quenched.

It surged upwards within the sea of fire.

However.

All of this was not harmless.

As the melting process progressed.

Waves of vacuum decay erupted from within his body.

Like invisible sword edges piercing through space.

These waves acted upon the surrounding matter in a particularly bizarre manner.

Causing everything in their path to begin quantum transformation: once hard and stable stones instantly decomposed into countless quantum dots.

Being torn apart and reconstructed; the molecules in the air violently oscillated under this force.

Like the most violent eye of the storm’s center.

David opened his left eye.

That eye transformed into a full-black pupil within the light.

Embedded with a blazing red flame pattern in the center.

This was the “Eye of Destruction”.

Once opened, it could perceive and manipulate the laws of material disintegration.

He slowly turned his head.

Directing his gaze forward.

Seeing the rocks beneath his feet begin to crumble, debris flying.

In that destructive vision.

Countless minute particles rapidly disintegrated into hazy light dots, dissipating into the air.

This was not just destruction.

It was more like a profound insight and mastery over the essence of reality.

An exhibition of a newfound ability that transcended common sense and subverted recognition.

At this moment.

A wave of information, seemingly intangible yet bizarre and unpredictable, quietly emerged within the vacuum decay waves.

These traces gradually coalesced into complex rune patterns—that was a warning symbol left by the Observers.

Each line contained warnings and secrets.

They seemed to come from a higher dimensional information slice.

Depicting, in a veiled manner, future possible catastrophes.

David felt the immense psychological pressure brought by these runes.

He squinted his eyes.

Instinctively reached out to touch his chest.

But could only feel the heat and rock-hard crystallization covering his body.

“These symbols… what are they reminding me of?”

He murmured to himself.

But also knew the answer could only be found through personal exploration.

Meanwhile.

Constant vibrations emanated within him.

The quantum-level collapses and reconstructions proceeded at an astonishing pace.

And amidst it all.

He felt as if he was in a vast world interwoven by eternal fire and cold void.

In this extreme environment.

He seemed to hear whispers echoing from those vanished existences—they spoke of past glories.

And warned of future doom.

Suddenly.

A shadowy figure appeared on the furnace’s inner walls.

That was a group of indistinct yet immensely dignified figures—the undead among the seventy-two Wizards.

They were engulfed in the crevices of time and space.

Their robes fluttering like swirling mists and clouds.

Each phantom seemed to be watching David.

Conveying heavy secrets with their cold, ghostly gazes.

Mingling emotions of sorrow and expectation in an unwilling intertwine.

Making the space ever more oppressive and solemn.

Reina observed this scene from afar.

Her brow furrowed.

Yet her gaze was steadfast.

“The seventy-two Wizards… they once attempted to control chaos.

But ultimately sank into it.

Now they serve as warnings.

Yet possibly as guides.”

Cynthia, after a lengthy silence, softly said: “This heart’s furnace.

Does not just temper the destructive divinity.

It records the past.

And predicts the future.

And you.

Are the only one capable of bearing and mastering all of this.”

The flames continued to burn fiercely.

As David closed his eyes.

Focusing his entire consciousness on the scorching fury deep within his chest.

He understood.

This purgatory, though cruel.

Would forge a rebirth of true significance; only by breaking the old shackles entirely.

Can human civilization welcome the break of dawn!

At this moment, the world was silent.

Leaving only the scorching, incessant pulsing sound.

A suffocating sense of oppression filled the air.

The sky gradually dimmed.

Like an endless, jet-black abyss.

David stood upon the vast Earth.

His gaze like a torch.

Yet he could not conceal the shock and vigilance surging in his heart.

In the void ahead.

Clefts suddenly tore open.

Accompanied by distorted spatial energy waves.

Countless figures slowly emerged from different dimensions.

These people.

Were all David—countless duplicates from other timelines.

They exhibited different expressions.

Some had eyes cold as ice.

Some bore a murderous intention between their brows.

Others carried a faint sense of compassion.

Each David was accompanied by entirely different and unstable physical laws.

Those laws seemed embedded deep within their bodies—the gravitational constant, at times, powerful enough to tear through space.

At times, so weak one can hardly stand.

In the void.

These “time branches” crazily spread along the main timeline.

Like countless blades piercing the plane of reality.

Different laws collided and interwove with each other.

Creating dazzling yet extremely dangerous new rule conflicts.

Space began to distort and fracture; time displayed chaotic fluctuations.

Every breath could plunge consciousness into a vortex of chaos.

Reina stood in the middle of a still-intact wilderness.

Her expression was grave.

Yet her eyes shone brightly.

She knew this invasion was far more than it appeared to be.

These beings from different spacetime, carrying the powerful impact of their respective Cosmos’s physical laws.

Were not truly “people” in the usual sense.

But rather, probability cloud tangible experimental subjects created by the Observer Civilization—they represented the sharpest spike between infinite possibilities and real-world rules.

An extreme trial for the main timeline.

Seeing these figures emerging, with chaotic laws yet appearing in exceptionally uniform array.

Reina took a deep breath.

All the cells in her body began to undergo intense changes—she gradually froze the surrounding timeline branches.

Condensing them into hard crystals.

At this moment.

Her spine ached severely.

The process of skeletal crystallization felt like a blade slicing through her heart with pain.

Yet it made her the “time anchor.”

The only stable point in this sea of chaos.

Sweat trickled down her forehead.

She clenched her teeth tightly.

Using all the strength in her body to firmly freeze those fracturing and growing branches of other dimensions.

Not allowing more unstable laws to twist the foundation of reality.

And her crystalline, steel-like strong spine.

At this moment became an important existence to suppress the chaos into a corner.

This is not just physical evolution.

But a rebirth of nirvana after grinding the ultimate spirit and will!

From afar.

A shadow loomed faintly.

It was a David who possessed formidable power yet had fallen to become an Observer’s puppet.

He had ascended to the Seven Environment Realm.

But had lost himself.

Only the cold afterimage of executing commands remained.

He stood quietly.

Wordlessly watching the fellow duplicates rampaging through the space-time fractures.

Every light movement brought destructive shockwaves.

Causing the entire space to tremble incessantly.

Reina’s gaze was sharp.

“He used to be one of us… now.

He has become the greatest threat.”

The wind swirled and the clouds surged.

Countless duplicates interwove through the broken and fleeting moments.

They carried completely different laws colliding with each other.

Triggering layers of tremors and collapses.

This invasion by the army composed of multiple Davids was gradually devouring the main world’s foundation.

And the only thing that could stop them was the unwavering will to solidify all pivotal points.

As well as the “time anchor” enshrined deep within Reina’s spine, shining with a cold glint.

At this moment.

The entire world was so silent that even the sound of breathing seemed frozen.

Yet between heaven and earth bred the most thrilling and most crucial battle: fate versus chaos, order versus destruction.

The future survival of human civilization.

Was hinged on this very instant!

In the silent space.

The air seemed to coagulate into a heavy curtain.

Obscuring all sight and sound.

Reina and David stood at the edge of shattered space-time.

An oppressive feeling pervaded all around.

That oppression did not stem from external material.

But wriggled out from the depths of consciousness as a mathematical plague.

This plague.

Was unlike diseases of the body.

But existed beyond the bounds of the material.

Taking form as equations.

Using logic as a weapon.

Slowly corroding the foundation of the entire Cosmos’s laws.

David furrowed his brows slightly.

He could feel this mathematical plague evolving at an astonishing speed.

Originally just harmless data fluctuations.

It has now developed into a paradox virus—a self-referential logical deadlock that can self-replicate and self-negate.

Yet cannot be fully parsed and resolved.