Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 1182: Chapter 546: Earth Veins Turmoil (Part 2)

The surrounding air instantly condensed into crystal-clear coldness, each breath felt like it was cutting the skin, but the team was not daunted.

They knew this battle was not only about their own survival, but also about the natural order that billions of lives depended on.

As they ventured deeper into the rift area, awe-inspiring scenes unfolded before their eyes: the once pristine, crystal-like Ice Core was stained with crimson patterns, and the once gentle Ice entities that protected the northern ecosystem balance became ferocious and bloodthirsty—they were enormous and filled with a murderous aura, attacking anything that came near like a wolf pack.

Reina gripped the hilt of her blade tightly, each swing carried with it a chilling sharpness. Her moves were agile and swift as she clashed with the mutated creatures, each strike aimed to sever their tendrils and mycelium pathways.

But these creatures regenerated at an astonishing speed, as long as a single strand of mycelium survived, they would quickly recover and evolve into a stronger form.

David stood at the forefront of the team, his body ablaze with a ghostly blue flame. He harnessed the Frost Wolf Bloodline power to evoke a majestic presence, with a roar that shattered the air and suppressed the surrounding hostility to a minimum.

Each charge was like a wild giant beast tearing through the enemy lines, opening a safe path for his comrades.

Yet, even so, they still felt as if the enemies were endless, with infected entities surging from below like they could never be fully expended...

Zelros was responsible for arranging the complex Rune Array, his hands weaving intricate totems through the air with precision and diligence.

Like a mountain, he exuded stability and calm, yet there was an urgent anxiety because he understood time was limited, and if the situation wasn’t stabilized quickly, a large-scale ecological collapse was imminent.

Liya stood at the center of the array, her pale skin set off by a snowy cloak, radiating a holy brilliance. She softly chanted ancient prayers, infusing pure power into each Rune point.

She occasionally scanned her surroundings, ready to cast healing and defense magic once she spotted any anomalies, erecting protective barriers against fierce impacts for her battle partners.

The night deepened, the snowfall grew more intense, but each team member remained highly focused, with not a hint of relaxation.

At times, their rapid breathing intertwined with the shouted commands and the occasional sound of gnashing horror that accompanied the piercing howls blown by the frigid winter wind — the infected and completely mutated bloodthirsty monster clans were filled with hostility and a frenzied desire for attack towards the outside world, chilling to the bone yet had to be confronted resolutely!

"Watch the left side!"

Reina suddenly shouted sharply, as two gigantic mutated Frost Wolves leapt from the shadows, their bodies covered in crimson mycelium scales, emanating an aesthetic akin to death that caused a shudder.

Without hesitation, she leapt aside, slashing down on one of them that lunged at her, the sound of flesh tearing and splattering echoed through the silent night sky, while the other circled around the flank attempting to ambush David...

"Calm!"

David sternly reprimanded, his ghostly blue flames flaring up suddenly, a blazing wall of fire instantly cutting off the enemy’s hunting route and charging toward the other giant beast like a thunderbolt.

With claws slicing through the air, they emitted a sharp metallic sound that split it in two, falling to the hard, frozen ground, with numerous ghostly blue chills spreading around forming shields against dangerous raids for his teammates.

However, more terrifying still were the bizarre parasitic tendrils swarming from the depths of the rift like tides, bearing a murky color with eerie crimson fluorescence, constantly entangling to besiege.

Some tendrils even grew wing-like structures, trying short-distance flights under harsh conditions, making the battlefield situation even more unpredictable and hard to grasp!

Zelros frowned deeply, not daring to slack: "Everyone focus on the mental link frequencies, I will cast the Star Pupil Race sealing technique at critical nodes to curb the spreading speed of these tendrils!"

His voice was steady and powerful, but his tone revealed apprehension, as while the Star Pupil sealing technique was strong, its duration and scope were limited. Precise cooperation was necessary to maximize its effectiveness, otherwise it might exacerbate the chaos!

Liya poured all her spiritual power into supporting the Sealing Ceremony, continuously guiding the blessing Witchcraft to protect everyone from negative effects.

For a moment, the sky darkened as if ink had spilled, while the holy glow in her palm was like dawn piercing through ink clouds, allowing a glimpse of hope to shine through a landscape of despair.

This stark contrast inspired every fighter, making them feel that, no matter how difficult, they must persevere to the end because behind them lay countless lives waiting for salvation!

"Nature is crying; we can’t let it completely collapse!"

Reina’s lips turned purple from the cold, yet she gritted her teeth and shouted, "Fight! Quickly fight! Don’t let it rampage and spread anymore!"

David gathered his strength again, taking the lead once more to charge towards the densest parasitic block.

He seemed like a steel giant beast forged by ice and snow, with both his physical movements and the magical ripples he unleashed carrying an unmatched overwhelming weight.

This power seemed to respond to his will, awakening and erupting after repeated days of waiting alone in the Frosty Winter Wilderness!

However, fatigue, pain, and the harsh environment relentlessly shadowed them and allowed no rest.

Under relentless assault and constant pressure, several guards eventually collapsed due to the breaking of the defensive line, their tragic wails echoing between heaven and earth like a mournful elegy striking the depths of one’s mind, causing hearts to waver between fear and anger...

At that moment, a violent tremor suddenly arose within the camp, as large scale resonance patterns appeared from the Magic Crystal barrier, countless tiny aqua snowflake particles emerged from the Barrier, gradually forming a new spatial barrier structure.

This was a backup emergency plan secretly set up by Zelros, capable of temporarily isolating more pollution sources from leaking and re-adjusting the frequency of mental links to delay the worsening situation, providing some respite!

Though exhausted, everyone stood firm, supporting each other without retreating a single step.

In extreme danger, they coalesced into a steel fortress, building an indomitable shield against the cataclysmic disaster with their belief—this shield belonged to them, and it was the last hope for this world as well...

The snowfall continued to sway and fall endlessly, under the dark sky below zero, appearing particularly frigid and lonely.

The sky over the Extreme North Cold Land remained gray, heavy clouds seemed to bend the firmament, the cold wind howling incessantly, mixed with snowflakes piercing through every inch of exposed skin like needles.

In the center of the camp, the firelight flickered, reflecting upon the tense yet resolute faces of the people.

After layers of ordeals and fierce battles, a veil of heaviness and determination enveloped the air.

Zelros slowly stood up, his aged yet resolute eyes exuding a profound and substantial glow like a glacier.

He lightly tapped his chest with his fist, his voice deep and powerful: "The Star Pupil Race ancestral Secret Technique—the Starlit Chain Project, will be our last and most intense strike to suppress the Earth Veins pollution and curb the spore parasitic spread."

Sitting around him were three tribal Elders, their expressions grave, garbed in elaborate ceremonial robes weathered by the elements, each embroidery, each Rune exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

Their faces lined with wrinkles resembled the cracks of northern glaciers, yet they could not hide the determination and the anxiety of bearing the weight of fate that burned in their eyes.

"This chain will weave a binding net over the entire Earth Veins system with our mental network at its core through energy resonance," Zelros continued, "but the cost... we will face pollution backlash, potentially crystallizing and losing our mobility forever."

The air condensed.

Even the strongest individuals could not help but hold their breath and gaze at those three Elders, understanding that this action was almost akin to walking into death or eternal entrapment within endless Ice Crystals.

Amy and Liya stood hand in hand beside them, their gazes met, passing a silent support and gratitude between them.

"No choice, this is our only hope."

Amy took a deep breath, murmuring softly, her Magic Staff inlaid with blue Gems emitted a faint cold light, shining brilliantly with the holy light on Liya’s silver-white cloak.