Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 1235: Chapter 573: Elemental Trial

On the right appears the Earth Elemental Spirit, its body composed of hard rocks and soft soil, like a small moving hill, its eyes flashing with steady and profound confusion and scrutiny;

On the left emerges the Water Sprite, its form condensed from flowing vapor, transparent and graceful, with every wave of the hand bringing a refreshing coolness;

Leaping like flames is the Fire Element, its whole body ablaze with intense fire, yet emanating a warm glow and delicate changes, instilling both awe and comfort;

Lastly, is the Wind Element, light and ethereal, like a transparent wing dancing in the air, with every breath accompanied by a gentle whirlwind and natural sounds.

These pure existences brim with obvious curiosity toward outsiders, yet retain an instinctive vigilance and repulsion.

In essence, they are not full of hostility, but due to guarding their own origins, they maintain a defensive stance toward any invaders, continuously conveying information through natural rhythms, while quietly observing and trying to interpret David and Liliana’s intentions.

David attempts to focus his mind, blending his knowledge of wizardry with his inner strength and spiritual power, hoping to capture the "language" clues from these waves of natural power.

But he quickly finds that the communication is not like the human language or rune spells he is familiar with, but completed through an extremely delicate and complex series of energy fluctuations and natural harmonies—

Every breath rhythm, every temperature change, even the subtle oscillation of each speck of dust in the air conveys the dialogue’s meaning.

"This isn’t simple dialogue, it’s the most primitive resonance between life origins," David murmurs, cold sweat appearing on his forehead.

This mode of communication makes him feel his wizard logic is unprecedentedly challenged, the method of dividing the world order through rational deduction appears pale and weak here, "They don’t use words, they are using... an energy spectrum chant."

For a moment, he attempts to adjust his spiritual power to a similar frequency, hoping to capture clearer meaning through the inner stream of consciousness.

However, this effort not only fails to elicit cooperative response, but instead provokes unease among some Elemental Spirits.

The Flame Spirit suddenly erupts with intense flames surrounding its body, to deter those excessively invading its realm;

The Water Sprite spirals upwards forming a barrier of intense water mist;

The earth element becomes increasingly stubborn, raising rocks underfoot to form a defensive wall;

The wind element swiftly skims through, continuously overturning fallen leaves to hinder the two’s exploration progress.

Faced with the sudden attack posture, David hastily retreats a few steps, using the Magic Staff to guide a pale blue Shield formation.

His gaze is serious, "It seems we cannot forcibly communicate using traditional thought patterns, we can only wait for an opportunity to try and decipher their unique information structure."

At this moment, Liliana stands not far away, her eyes deep, like a small beast flickering with green light in the dark forest, attentively observing those simple yet mysteriously pure existences.

Her brows intermittently unfurrow, and the green patterns emanating from her body extend like life vein branches, continuously connecting her to the earth veins.

In a moment, she reaches out to softly touch her arm, the pattern flickering seems to convey some kind of hint: she possesses a more direct method of understanding these life rhythms than David, but has not yet chosen to intervene in language translation, merely waiting for an opportunity to perceive the resonance point between each other.

The air becomes thicker due to these indescribable yet extremely abundant exchanges of information, those small branches activated sway with the wind, like sensing some secret constantly humming lowly, silently narrating truths born since the primordial era of heaven and earth until now, still unextinguished.

And everything here, including the passage of time, seems to slow down due to the tacit resonance of this group of Guardians, making every detail appear exceptionally clear and heavily oppressive.

In the core area of the World Tree’s projection, the air remains stagnant, the entwining aerial roots seem to breathe slowly, gently exhaling and inhaling the pulse of ancient life.

In that dim and sacred space, David and Liliana have almost become a corner frozen outside of time.

The Wind Elemental Spirit still dances lightly in the air, its ethereal transparent figure like wispy smoke appearing and disappearing in the morning mist.

At this moment, it becomes the most active and noisy source of information, emitting complex and delicate energy wave fluctuations.

David takes a deep breath, trying to concentrate all his spiritual power to capture the rhythm and meaning of this "whisper" from the depths of the Wind Spirit’s soul.

He feels a stream that appears gentle but is actually icy cold piercing into his mind like fine needles, which is not just the element itself, but contains the deep-seated will reflected by the rules of the World Tree.

As he struggles to merge with this force, a sudden illusion assaults, pouring down like a torrential rain, engulfing him in the darkest, most painful scene of memory.

Frost Wolf Castle, that once impregnable fortress now reduced to ruins and bloodstains, trampled to pieces by iron hooves in the harsh winter chill.

The cold wind howls, snowflakes intermingled with the smell of gunpowder fly, each gale seems to disperse the past prosperity, and brings endless sorrow and despair.

David’s eyes widen, but he cannot avoid the surging images. He sees the city walls collapse with a loud roar, a troop clad in black robes, faces contorted and extraordinarily fierce, rush into the city like ferocious beasts.

He hears his parents directing with outstretched arms, the roars and laments defending positions, but is powerless, can only watch as they fall one after another—