Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 1281: Chapter 596: Soul Ignition Array

The air was filled with the bitter intertwining of rust and sweat, an inexplicable sense of somberness enveloped the area, weighing heavily on hearts and making breathing difficult.

David did not use flowery language, nor did he make emotional pledges.

He spoke slowly, his voice deep and clear, like a blade piercing through thick clouds: "This is the only array that can reverse the situation, the ’Dawn Holy Flame Array’."

His finger gently touched the central node of the array, faintly glowing with spiritual light, woven from hundreds of complex runes, interlocked like the trajectory of stars.

"When this array operates, it will produce a clash of positive and negative energies, thoroughly expelling and purifying the Abyss. But it requires a powerful spiritual medium as an ’anchor point’.

He paused, his gaze sweeping over each Knight present.

"Those mediums must possess pure and unwavering souls, untainted by the stain of black, not reliant on Holy Light, but innately resisting the Abyss. They will become the source of the Barrier’s flame, using life and soul as fuel."

This statement exploded like a thunderclap in everyone’s hearts, countless eyes widened suddenly, some clenched their sword hilts until their joints turned white, some lips quivered, yet none voiced opposition.

David continued, "Those entering the array are almost certainly doomed, their bodies enduring endless burning torment, their souls potentially purified and elevated by the flames.

This is not glory, but a death contract, a cruel reality we must face and bear."

The air instantly solidified, all sounds seemed swallowed completely, leaving only the wailing echoes of wind passing through broken walls and ruins.

At this moment, everyone seemed to hear the long-hidden fears and doubts within their hearts being awakened this night.

Holmes, a young Knight, trembled as he spoke: "Your Majesty... why can’t we seek other methods? Why must we sacrifice our lives?"

David’s gaze sharply swept over Holmes like a blade, calm yet unwavering, "Because this isn’t a simple battle, nor an ordinary war; it is an irreconcilable battle between the soul and the essence of existence.

We face not only a Demon that devours flesh but also one that corrodes will, faith, and tears at the spiritual foundation."

"Any attempt to swiftly settle the matter would only exacerbate the spread, ultimately leading to complete destruction."

His voice gradually rose, "Only by transforming our life force into the flowing Holy Flame, building an indestructible barrier with blood and flesh, can we have a glimmer of hope!"

Annie nodded slightly, her warm and healing hands clenched into fists, "Our duty is to protect the future of our clan, even if the cost is harsh, we must not retreat half a step."

Liya tightly grasped the Magic Staff, determination flashed across her pale face, "I am willing to be one of those anchor points, even if the path ahead is filled with death, I will use my last strength to ignite the dawn light!"

Some around whispered cries, others bit their lips to endure the pain.

Many Knights silently lowered their heads, making the most solemn and sacred vow in their hearts: even if they become ashes in the flames, the flame will forever illuminate the path of the Silver Moon Clan!

Hill strode swiftly to David’s side, covered in bloodstains yet eyes sparkling.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to bear this responsibility too! If this is the ultimate redemption, let us become pillars with our own bodies, forging a bridge with blood!"

The atmosphere surged to a peak, each person seeming to feel an unprecedented pressure and mission colliding intensely, but more so a profound and pure belief gathering to form a pulse of power.

"I know this path is destined to be lined with thorns."

David surveyed everyone, "But as long as we stand tall like pillars, there is nothing that can topple the Silver Moon! Dawn will ultimately break!"

As the words fell, the projection at the center of the hall suddenly rotated and transformed, the holographic array reflected dazzling blue and white intertwined flames, the imminent activation carrying their life and death fate, like a boulder standing firm against the Ice and Snow Wilderness!

The Knights all knelt, the atmosphere instantly solemn and dignified as a thousand-year-old tomb, they were about to sign an intangible contract at the edge of life and death, contributing with their beliefs, lives, and even souls to this cruel reckoning!

The air was heavy and oppressive, like an invisible stone pressing on everyone’s chest, making breathing exceedingly difficult.

At the center of the hall, the array blueprint emitted a faint mysterious luster, the runes interweaving like stars slowly flowed in the darkness, as if recounting an ancient and unresolved fate.

The remnants of the Knight Order stood or knelt in silence, their armor battered and fractured, yet still revealing resilience and tenacity.

Each face was engraved with fatigue and pain, hands stained red by battle and covered in scars clenched tightly, as if trying to grasp the last thread of hope for life.

At this moment, there was no need for ornate words, no need for any embellishment.

Because between life and death, what they needed was the most genuine and resolute faith, an immortal vow capable of consolidating shattered will into iron.

Hill slowly stepped out from the rank.

His steps were firm, each step seemed to strike the heartstrings of everyone present.

His Knight’s Longsword, stained with blood yet still sharp as a blade, was raised high, shining with cold rune sparks under the dim light.

Finally, he knelt on one knee, deeply plunging the sword, which had endured the trials of life and death and carried the blood and tears of brothers, into the thick frozen ground.

The earth emitted a slight rumble upon contact with the sword’s edge, the vibration from the collision of life and belief, echoing like an angry roar against the darkness.