Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 1280: Chapter 595: Oath of the Holy Flame (Part 2)

"We must never fall! For Silver Moon! For our homeland!" His voice was stirring and resounding, like a horn sounding, injecting boundless power into everyone.

However, the enemy’s offensive was exceptionally fierce — those Demonized Knights not only possessed superior martial skills but also merged with the death-resistant and terrifying power bestowed by Abyss Demons, making any ordinary attack ineffective. They wielded giant swords accompanied by explosive evil energy; one hit was sure to break limbs and shatter bones of their opponents;

Their command capabilities were extremely precise, multiple different groups alternated to outflank the defenders with swift and bizarre maneuvers, gradually pushing them back.

"Look there!" Hill pointed to the flank; a mutated leader was leading a team of elite knights around the main defense line. Its scarlet eyes burned with bloodthirsty ambition.

"We must deal with it first, or the whole army will fall into chaos!"

Though Cynthia’s projection was weak, she extended a ghostly blue palm, guiding soul fluctuations to disrupt the enemy’s mental link. The blue and white light on her face showed resolve, "I’ll distract some of the infected, but time is limited; you must seize the moment to break the stalemate."

The Wizard Corps followed closely behind, continuously casting spatial barrier spells, holy rune arrows, and elemental storms, hoping to respond to this tumultuous situation.

But as time passed, the casualties gradually increased, and the human camp struggled with many veterans falling. Some lost their sanity, struggling between fear and anger, transforming the war beyond mere life and death into a test of willpower and faith!

Seeing old friends turned foes, Hill couldn’t help but clench his fist until his knuckles turned white, "Our sacrifice cannot be in vain!" He roared a command, "All wizard knights reserve squads gather at the left wing; I will personally lead the vanguard to strike the mutated leader group!"

The team surged forward under his order, large and small runes shining in the night, a variety of elemental power surging through the air, they tore through the decaying darkness like a steel flood reflecting the dawn of hope with their blood!

But just at this moment, a dark shadow suddenly leapt out from the flank — it was a Chaos monster, its size immense comparable to a giant statue.

Fearsome was the crystal vein pattern covering its body, constantly spraying viscous corrosive liquid, causing the surrounding air to quickly disintegrate as if corroded.

In an instant, it became the greatest threat, suppressing many wizards into a dead corner, while its tail swept to overturn several horses, igniting yet another round of fierce slaughter!

Alia quickly responded, leaping into a critical position with her sword, using Frost Magic to condense a giant cold blade slashing at the beast’s hard shell; its toughness was beyond reason, yet her resolute expression did not diminish in the slightest. Each attack was a life investment challenging the edge of death!

Annie followed from behind, using powerful spiritual shield to protect the injured while casting healing spells to stabilize the remaining personnel’s condition. Her expression was solemn, yet ever alert to hidden dangers. All her spirit was invested in maintaining the overall vitality balance of the army, an indispensable cornerstone in this bitter struggle!

David stood silently in front of a broken barrier leading into the deep fortress, his gaze profound and heavy.

Beside him were the remnants of the Royal Knight Order, stained dark red by blood, exhausted but still resilient and unyielding. They wore damaged armor, each scratch telling of fierce battles fought.

"This battle has taught us," David murmured, his voice steady yet fortified with conviction, "that facing Demonized Knights and Abyss Demons is not just a numerical inadequacy, but more importantly, it’s the erosion and corruption from a mental level.

This is not a problem that can be solved by mere troop consumption, but a crisis at the soul level."

He turned to the accompanying technical wizard team; they surrounded the fragments of the Star Gnomon and Void Star Core, constructing a complex data matrix.

Dazzling runes flowed like rivers, forming countless virtual space nodes in the air, continuously uploading, parsing, and deducing.

"After hours of continuous analyzing, I have conducted in-depth research utilizing the Chaos Core on the ’Black Scar’ rift and its spreading energy."

David’s fingertip lightly touched the floating light column on the screen, "These Demonized Knights contain a tangled energy body: Biological souls from the material realm are invaded and merged by foreign energy from the Abyss space, they mutually restrain and continuously assimilate."

His brows furrowed, continuing his explanation, "Based on this, I conceived a grand purification barrier scheme—the ’Dawn Holy Flame Array.’

Its core principle is using the Abyss foreign energy and pure soul power from the material realm to produce a strong positive-negative countereffect, employing a super barrier format to purify and seal the filth and evil completely."

"Simply put," Chief Technical Wizard Erin interjected, her tone filled with excitement, "this array is akin to a soul-level baptism, not only clearing surface pollution but also reversing mental erosion. It is the only feasible plan to combat ’Black Scar’ and its spreading infection!"

The air was filled with rune glows and mysterious waves; those massive array structures coordinated by hundreds of wizards gradually appeared in the void, holographic projections spreading like the dawn light, enveloping the Far North wilderness in sacred blue-white glory.

However, this great plan is not without its price.

"Activating this Dawn Holy Flame Array requires extremely rigorous and large spiritual media," Erin supplemented solemnly, "Individuals with strong pure souls and firm will must be selected as the medium to withstand colossal backlash and continuously infuse power into the barrier.

This process carries enormous risks, potentially leading to the medium’s mental collapse and even death, causing intense turbulence in the surrounding environment."

David’s gaze swept over those still surviving, yet each step burdened with numerous injuries, faces pale as snow but their will resilient and unyielding human knights.

Among them were generals who had commanded thousands, and new soldiers entering the battlefield for the first time, but at this moment they all stood like steel flowers about to bloom beneath the snow, accumulating their final power of life in the impending storm.

"I know what this means..." Hill tightly gripped his sword hilt, his tone somber yet resolute, "some must make sacrifices to secure the future for countless others."

Cynthia’s projection haloed with icy blue glow, her voice distant yet solemn, "This is a baptism, and redemption.

To spark hope at the edge of collapse, we need to ignite that eternal flame with our own bodies and beliefs."

Annie gently closed her eyes in prayer; her hands, which had healed countless injuries, could not hide their trembling at this moment: "I will do my best to guard those sacrificing, letting them become the immortal beacon guiding the dawn, no matter how dangerous the path ahead may be, there must be no retreat."

Liya tightly gripped her Magic Staff, her pale face showing determination.

"We must not forget, this is for our people, for all those still alive, and for Silver Moon’s resurgence!"

David slowly reached to touch the Chaos Core, the small energy ball harboring ancient mysteries and destructive power emitted a gentle blue glow interwoven with the surrounding array to form a magnificent network.

He knew this path was arduous and bloody, but only thus could the long night end, allowing Silver Moon to welcome its true glorious moment!

The temporary command post was enveloped in silence, weighing heavily on every heart.

But as the morning breeze blew past the window lattice, the threads of cold gradually replaced by unquenchable belief burning fiercely within.

This place was once contested military ground but now became the stage for ultimate destiny decisions.

David stood in the center of the hall, adorned with the slightly mottled yet still shining Royal Knight Armor.

His expression steadfast and austere, eyes burning with icy flame-like determination.

Beside him lay the assembly of star rune-formed, exceedingly complex array plans, those plans were intricately like celestial trajectories, shining with a ghostly blue light within the dark.

The remaining members of the Knight Order silently surrounded the area.

Some were dusty and blood-covered, some had arms bound in bandages, some were weak yet still clenched their teeth to uphold their core beliefs.

This group once vowed honor and protection, now every face displayed unhidden exhaustion, confusion, and struggle.