Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 1152: Chapter 531: Hound Encirclement (Part 2)

But they cannot drown out the ambition to forge future stars.

Deep in the void.

The shadows of the Time Abyss Hunting Dogs cut through the silence like countless black blades.

Their forms twisted and distorted.

As though they were wandering between the cracks of time and real space.

Every step they take brings about a space-time ripple that shakes the heart.

David feels an invisible pressure constantly oppressing his will.

As if his whole existence is being gradually stripped away.

“They are not ordinary opponents.”

David’s voice is deep.

A heavy tension shows between his brows.

“These hounds devour my past.

As if erasing the foundations of my existence.”

Reina clenched her fists tightly.

Her breath coagulates in the void into a faint yet unignorable barrier of time flow.

“I have already formed a network of time traps.

But the hounds are adapting to the trap.

We have to hurry.”

Cynthia’s eyes flicker with the brilliance of data streams.

“The hounds use my time capture model to constantly change their attack paths.

They seem to have detected weak points within our traps.”

A large hound—with a Seven-Ring Necklace around its neck—roars and charges at David.

The runes on the necklace shimmer with a ghostly blue light.

Resonating with the new dimensional parameters nurtured within David’s Chaos Furnace.

It opens its massive jaw.

A twisted space-time storm erupts from its mouth.

Sucking in everything around as if devouring it.

“Quickly, evade!”

Reina shouts urgently.

She swiftly weaves her timeline and space into a spinning vortex.

Diversion of part of the storm.

But the large hound is extremely cunning.

Using the residual power within the Seven-Ring Necklace.

Constantly adjusting its position along multiple timelines.

Like a ghost shuttling between reality and illusion.

Making its attacks sharp and unpredictable.

“They use my unchosen branches as weapons.

This pain…”

David grits his teeth.

Gathering Spiritual Power in the crystalline fetal matrix in his abdomen.

The surface of the crystal suddenly shines with brilliant light.

Like a slightly opened space-time door.

He swings his fist.

A blazing Chaos Fire fused with cold dimensional energy is released fiercely.

Striking the chest of the hound charging towards him.

The impact erupts with dazzling brightness.

Severe vibrations tear through the surrounding void.

Yet unable to completely dispel the large beast.

At the same time.

Reina takes a deep breath.

She closes her eyes.

Her entire body emits a ghostly blue glow.

Reweaves all the fractured timelines to form a more complex and tight trap network.

This network, like the sea of stars, converges.

Countless filaments interwoven.

Distributed across various parallel cosmos.

Making it increasingly difficult for those monsters devouring past existence, trying to erase the present, to escape.

Cynthia manipulates the Spiritual Power link to assist.

Countless data fluctuations on the holographic screen alert her that everyone’s consciousness frequencies must synchronize to the utmost.

“We only have one chance to cut off these claws.

Otherwise, the future will be completely torn apart!”

As her words fall.

A powerful wave of Spiritual Power spreads outward.

Providing the team with a solid Shield.

And temporarily disrupting the enemy’s ability to absorb fragments of past memories.

Causing its actions to appear sluggish.

The large hound wearing the Seven-Ring Necklace seems to sense the danger.

Instantly leaps forward decisively.

Simultaneously releasing a dark golden energy pulse that attempts to shatter the nightmare-like intertwined web.

But it is this pulse that breaks its inherently fragile and unstable structure composed of multilateral selves.

Causing intense internal shock and fault fragmentation marks.

“Now!”

David seizes the opportunity.

Fully unleashing the new Core of Space nurtured within the Chaos Furnace.

His crystallized fetal matrix suddenly shatters open.

Countless blue crystals fall like a galactic meteor shower.

Rocketing from his abdomen in all directions.

These crystals carry dimension-restructuring energy.

Instantly spreading to form a massive dimensional Array.

Trapping all the Time Abyss Hunting Dogs within.

Every escape attempt is met with new rules of entrapment and forced feedback.

Causing them to struggle in pain yet unable to truly escape.

Reina rapidly adjusts the Array’s structure.

Her body spins lightly.

Every energy thread bursting from her fingertips accurately seals the enemy’s crucial paths.

“You can only be trapped in this net woven by the future!”

Cynthia continues to fortify the consciousness field.

Implement multi-layer filtering and suppression.

“Their excessive consumption of past fragments will lead to self-collapse.

This is precisely our chance for victory!”

On the battlefield.

Multiple intertwining and unpredictable timelines surged like a torrential stream.

They alternated in evolution, orderly yet chaotic.

At this moment.

Fate and free will started to wrestle.

And those undead ghosts from the unchosen world branches.

Will eventually disintegrate and vanish under the web of the future!

In the end.

After more than ten explosive collisions.

The large Time Abyss Hunting Dog with the Seven-Ring Necklace emitted a wailing that echoed through the void.

Its massive body began to crack.

Gradually disintegrating like a star burning to ashes.

While other smaller appendages recoiled.

Trapped in the intricately woven maze of new rules.

Unable to launch effective attacks anymore.

Silence descended.

Only the aftershocks before and after battle slowly spread.

The air remained cold.

Yet carried a trace of bright dawn—

Reina, exhausted yet resolute, stared ahead.

“Victory is only temporary.

We must continue to strengthen this cage woven by our own fate.

Otherwise, they will return sooner or later.”

David slowly stood up straight.

He knew well this battle was more than just a test of strength.

But a questioning of the meaning of existence and future possibilities.

He lightly touched the faintly resonating Seven-Ring symbol on his chest.

“Fate will test repeatedly.

But only oneself can decide the final direction.”

Cynthia nodded approvingly: “True change begins at this moment.

Every choice is a new fork in the road.

And we must learn to control our trajectory.

Not let any shadow steal our present and future again!”

Under the night.

They supported each other.

Writing with determination and resilience their own chapter.

And in the distant shadows.

A necklace with a bluish cold light, inlaid with a Seven-Ring pattern, quietly floated.

The Dark Power had not completely perished.

A greater storm was brewing…

In the void.

The shadow of the Time Abyss Hunting Dog streaked like a sharp blade.

Stirring a series of gusts that twisted space-time.

Their bodies moved through the broken flow of time.

The dark golden cracks on their surface shimmered with eerie light.

Each swing of their claws seemed to tear reality apart.

David stood at the center of the Array.

His face solemn.

The Chaos Furnace within him operated intensely.

In contrast with the crystallized caul he bore.

“They are not just hunters.

More like the executioners of time.”

David clenched his fist.

His gaze icy.

“To devour past existence.

Is to erase my traces in this world.”

Beside him, Reina was focused.

Her bluish eyes were as calm as the deep sea.

She gently waved her hands.

Weaving a dense and layered web of time traps around her body.

The web threads shimmered with a weak but resilient luster.

Extending slowly through space.

Like invisible swords slicing enemies along different timelines.

“These hunting dogs are beginning to adapt to the traps.”

Reina remarked sternly.

“We must constantly reorganize the timelines.

To make them lost in the maze of their own making.”

Cynthia stepped forward.

She manipulated the mental link assistance system.

The holographic screen flashed with complex data fluctuations.

“The large hunting dogs are releasing distorted space-time storms.

We must use this moment to disrupt their ability to absorb past existence.”

A giant hunting dog lunged at David.

Its neck adorned with a Seven-Ring Necklace glowing with bluish light.

In the darkness.

The necklace was as striking as the core of a star.

As it leapt, it opened its mouth to spew out a vortex-like space-time whirlpool—fiercely and mercilessly devouring everything around.

“Retreat!”

Reina shouted urgently.

Quickly adjusting the trap network’s structure.

She folded part of the timeline into a rotating barrier attempting to deflect the vortex’s path.

The void was torn open with sharp fissures.

Yet, it could not stop the spreading tear force, making the scene perilously dangerous in an instant.