Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 1201: Chapter 556: Embryo Splitting Dimensions

"David," Amy leaned over to adjust his cloak, "you bear the cursed bloodline and carry the heavy responsibility of guardianship for everyone. You have endured too much pain during this time, we will find a way."

He gazed ahead, not turning back, his voice deep yet steady: "I understand... I cannot fall, not just for myself, but for all who trust me.

This power is both a curse and a hope.

I will strive with all my might to wield it, letting it blaze into an everlasting flame safeguarding the dawn."

Reina stood up, spreading open the scroll in her hands, densely inscribed with ancient forbidden techniques and sealing arts.

"We must delve deeper into the secret tomes left by the Star Pupil Race, perhaps answers lie within those lost Chapters.

But time is limited, this hatching process is accelerating, not a single minute can be wasted."

Her tone was resolute, while her gaze swept over everyone’s chest scars and fatigue.

Outside the camp, the howling winds of the Far North roared like a beast, driving snowflakes to dance wildly through the sky.

Snowflakes fell on the cracked earth, continually melting and quickly crystallizing into thin ice.

This desolate yet magnificent natural scene mirrored the worries and determination in everyone’s hearts—they were each like the lone pine standing firm amidst the blizzard, undaunted by harsh conditions, only to guard their sole belief within.

In the distance, the sky hung low, a twisted rift in the void flickering on and off, like the mouth of a beast about to devour all life.

And that was the space gate formed by the remnants left by the Observer, serving as the passageway for the "parasitic embryo" stealthily entering the real world.

Zelros’ longsword was slung across his shoulder, his face ashen as he looked far ahead: "The enemy’s spread speed is beyond imagination, we must actively confront it, or we will eventually be engulfed in the infinite void whirlpool."

At the same time, the ancestral altar of the Star Pupil Race glowed dimly, the blue-purple array continually rotating and shining, gathering surrounding energies to form a protective barrier.

Complex magical words were summoned from the altar mouth, ringing out, the invisible force pulling the earth’s spirit veins, making final preparations for the upcoming battle.

Amy closed her eyes and focused hard, invoking the soul purification spell, releasing pure magic power from her palm as white as moonlight, expelling the gray chaotic atmosphere around, guiding it outward to safely dissipate, to slow down the spread of pollution.

But her expression grew increasingly solemn, for the root of the pollution was not eliminated, only temporarily balanced on the surface, deeper threats still lurked within, immutable.

Reina continued to pore over the forbidden technique scrolls, her brows furrowing and relaxing several times, hoping to find the breaking secret technique for dealing with the "dimensional parasitic embryo" from the lost tomes.

David sat quietly in the corner, scanning every detail in the room with his vertical pupils, aware that the blazing and dangerous power within his body was gradually awakening with time, and he could not let himself become the next terrifying seed!

The wind of the Far North howled across the ice plain, rolling up fine snow particles to dance in the air.

The campfire flickered in the night, its light outlining David’s weary face, sketching out his resolute profile.

He slowly raised his left arm, the gray-white spots already spreading to his neck, glowing eerily in the firelight.

"The earth veins’ fluctuations... have momentarily calmed," Amy said softly, her fingers brushing over the crystal ball suspended in midair.

Within the ball, blue energy flowed gently but periodically flickered threads of ominous black.

Reina stood nearby, her silver-white hair fluttering in the wind.

She gazed at the direction of the Star Pupil Race’s Holy Land, the ice-blue eyes showing a trace of worry.

"It’s just a surface phenomenon," she murmured, "the chaos energy has already infiltrated the world’s core."

Zelros tightened his grip on the longsword, the metal hilt glinting coldly in the firelight.

"I can feel it," his voice was low and solemn, "like the calm before the storm."

David suddenly knelt on one knee, his left hand resting on the ground.

The snow he touched instantly crystallized into ice, soon crushed by an invisible force.

"It’s calling me..." his voice was hoarse, his vertical pupils flickering with pain and struggle, "that embryo... I can feel its pulse."

Amy quickly stepped forward, kneeling beside him.

She placed her palm on David’s forehead, pale blue light flowing out from her fingertips.

"Focus," her voice gentle yet firm, "don’t let it affect you."

Beneath the ice of the Star Pupil Race’s Holy Land, a dark shadow slowly writhed.

It had no fixed shape, sometimes contracting into a sphere, sometimes stretching out tendril-like protrusions.

The surrounding ice crystals turned murky upon contact with the shadow, then silently shattered.

"We must stop its hatching," Reina turned and walked to the center of the camp, her fingers brushing over the ice model.

"According to ancient records, once the dimensional parasitic embryo fully awakens, it will begin to rewrite the basic laws of the dimension."

Zelros walked to her side, brows furrowed: "Is there any way to destroy it?"

"Theoretically..." Reina’s fingers stopped over the portion of the sand table representing the Holy Land, "we must simultaneously sever its connections to all dimensions.

But that’s nearly impossible."

David stood up with difficulty, his movements caused the bone armor on his body to emit a slight clashing sound.

"Then find a new method."

His voice carried an undeniable determination, "I will not let the Observer’s plot succeed."

Amy looked at him with concern: "Your body has already endured too much..."