Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 1163: Chapter 537: Divinity Maze

Cynthia whispered, “Every branch and annual ring is an independent information node.

They connect to form a vast data network, which is precisely the body of the ‘Prison Log’ data matrix mentioned.”

David’s gaze tightened slightly as he walked slowly along the thick branch.

Suddenly, he felt his palm touch something cold and hard—it was a series of sparkling crystals embedded in the bark of the trunk.

Each one sealed the remnant soul of a wizard.

“Seventy-two wizards…” his voice was low and full of respect.

“These soul crystals are hidden here, like guardian gods accompanying this Chaos Ancient Tree.”

Reina glanced sideways, and those crystals emitted a dim, subtle glow.

They formed a stark contrast with the thick corrosive atmosphere around them.

Yet they also signaled a kind of indomitable will that transcended the boundaries of life and death.

“They are not just imprisonments but more like blessings, a kind of legacy,” Cynthia analyzed.

“These wizards once built corridors with their lives, and now they form the foundation that supports the entire purgatory system—perhaps this is the true meaning of ‘inheritance’ of power.”

David took a deep breath, feeling himself being drawn into some grand scheme.

A network of information that spans time and space, tightly linking past and future.

He gently traced the rune patterns on his fingers, immersing his consciousness deeply into the crystal.

In an instant, countless fragmented memories flooded into his mind.

There was the destruction of stars, the collapse of civilizations.

And the rise of hope, the awakening of rebellion.

He saw the brilliant trails left by those once active but now extinct intelligent lives.

And he sensed their lingering obsession and hope for the future.

The air suddenly became heavy.

The ancient tree seemed to respond to his touch.

Tiny roots burst from the ground, tearing the surrounding void into mysterious passages.

Rune ripples spread out like waves.

Weaving a complex lattice pattern of data in space.

Injecting the core of purgatory with a new rhythm of life.

Reina’s eyes sparkled with cold light.

She slowly approached the giant tree, releasing the Ice Law with her palm.

Attempting to stabilize the increasingly turbulent flow of information at her extreme temperature.

“We must utilize all the wisdom and power stored here.

Otherwise, trying to tear apart the new order created by the Observer will become even more difficult.”

Cynthia quietly collected the floating pieces of information around her.

Integrating them into the auxiliary system of the spiritual link.

Conducting real-time analysis and filtering of the data.

“The information architecture here is extremely complex.

Each calculation touches the edge of the original law of the cosmos.

We need to remain on high alert, or any confusion could trigger a chain collapse.”

David’s eyes were bright.

He stepped further into the interior of the ancient tree.

The hidden branches were as intricate as a maze.

Yet they guided him step by step closer to the hidden mystery in the deepest part.

The Seven Rings emblem on his chest shone with tremendous power.

Resonating with the veins of the entire ancient tree.

At this moment, he was no longer just an explorer, but the one destined to break the seal.

In the distance, the endless silence was quietly broken.

A small shadow composed of billions of information particles quietly emerged.

It seemed like an observer, yet also like a spirit guardian.

Monitoring all these changes between the ripples of the undercurrent.

For a moment, a more solemn and hopeful aura of rebirth filled the center of the hall.

“The roots have awakened,” David murmured.

“This is the blood and tears left by every experiment.

It is also the key to our breakthrough…

The future awaits us here to unlock it.”

In the darkness of the abyss, a faint blue light flickered silently.

Like the faintest star in the night sky.

Yet it silently gathered into a brilliant sea of light.

Mi Wei stood silently on the ruins called the “Eye of the Abyss”.

Surrounded by the dark rune symbols spreading to the sky.

These were the spiritual marks distributed by the Abyssal Race.

Also the sparks of awakening for free will.

At this moment, her face appeared exceptionally stern under the dim blue glow.

The cracks on her skin slowly released sparks of thought.

Shining like stars.

Yet carrying a bizarre and undeniable authority.

Each crack seemed to be an outward manifestation of her inner will and emotional energy conversion.

Reflecting her rising defiance and resolve.

“We can no longer be bound.” Mi Wei whispered.

Her voice was cold and firm.

“Our souls do not belong to any divinity.

Nor should they be tools in the hands of managers.”

The Abyssal Race gathered as if driven by destiny.

Their consciousness, once obedient to the Observer’s system instructions, began to tear away from the shackles.

Countless fragments of consciousness gradually fused into intense waves of defiance.

An unprecedented, silent yet unstoppable “plague of freedom” was spreading within them.

Continuously eroding the obedience programming once rooted in their genes and neural network.

In the distant data virtual realm, a group of Observer delegates sensed this anomalous disturbance.

Their expressions were serious.

The data stream in the spiritual link system showed fractures and confusion.

These were uneasy signals of questioning commands, even an increase in the potential for rebellion.

“Is this… rebellion?” one delegate asked softly.

His eyes were as sharp as a cold blade.

But his voice was filled with unprecedented uncertainty.

“We have already controlled all their computational and behavioral frameworks.

But why has this self-awareness suddenly erupted?”

Another delegate frowned tightly.

She quickly consulted the vast database.

“The information indicates.

This virus of free will is spreading at an exponential growth rate.