Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 1285: Chapter 598: Divinity Showdown

Immediately, she uttered the demon whispers, entangled with her own consciousness, "Submit... fate is sealed, there’s no escape..."

This shook the hearts of the onlookers, and Hill’s face instantly turned ashen. He gripped his sword with fingers turning white, unable to look away.

"This is our glory, but also our shame! The Queen has fallen, but we cannot let her sink completely into oblivion!" His voice trembled, yet was as resolute as steel, "We must use our lives to pull her back from the Abyss!"

David walked slowly to the altar, seeing Yi Lin’s face twitching slightly due to the crystal restraints, with occasional tear marks appearing, like the last drop of unfrozen dew in winter.

He reached out and gently touched the pale and elusive cold gleam pattern, speaking in a deep voice: "You are not alone, standing behind you is the entire Silver Moon Knight Order, and all humans who still believe in the dawn."

The surrounding knights knelt down, their faces showing complex emotions—sadness, anger, and a determination to defy destiny.

For a moment, this dead land seemed to be injected with overdue warmth, for this was the soul’s last resistance, the most brilliant instant before the belief was reborn!

Annie knelt beside Yi Lin, gently calling her name, using a tender prayer trying to penetrate the heavy blocks, "Please wake up, we need you, you still have home, still have a future."

The magic staff in her hand emitted a soft golden light, bringing a trace of warmth to this cold spot.

But even so, that force seemed particularly thin, after all, what they faced was a large-scale spiritual intrusion and substantial transformation process, giving up halfway would take only a moment to swallow all hope.

Alia leaned forward to examine the surroundings, touching the ashen crystals with her sword tip, emanating cold that was bone-chillingly soul-piercing.

"These things are like tumors, turning this place into ruins." She murmured to herself, "But we cannot evade, we must face them head-on."

Liya was arranging curses by the altar, using dark blue magic power to resist evil interference and simultaneously harness natural elements to form a protection barrier.

"We will guard your consciousness, no matter how difficult, we will not give up." She vowed in a low voice, "Because your existence is Silver Moon’s only hope."

The entire scene was shrouded in an unspeakable oppressive solemn atmosphere, not merely a battle, but a mourning for lost dignity and self.

Each person’s heart surged with raging emotions: there was nostalgia for the long-lost "Queen," a deep fear of the unknown fate about to be faced, and an unwavering belief in defending and reviving their homeland!

Hill stood at the edge looking toward Yi Lin, his eyes moist yet still resolutely gripping the hilt of the longsword: "I will personally sever these shackles! Free you from the soul-devouring cage!"

His voice was thick with anger and sadness, "Any erosion will never take your soul!"

David slowly nodded, signaling everyone to be vigilant, while gazing at the distant lurking shadows, enemies not daring to show themselves.

"Time is limited, we must hurry—otherwise the ’Black Scourge’ will once again stir!" His upright posture displayed a leader’s style: "Fully open the path of redemption!"

Yi Lin, half of her body entwined by black living veins, trembled slightly, spider-like black crystals twisting along her skin.

The painful expression on her face flickered, her twin eyes intertwined cold and flame, now emitting a heartbreaking yet hopeless glow.

David, Hill, Alia, Annie, Liya, and others encircled the altar, each person’s expression as solemn as winter’s cast iron.

The air was filled with a scent of intertwining frost and decay, those dark clusters seemed to devour all life force, an icy taste of rust stirring the deepest unrest in everyone’s hearts.

Yi Lin struggled to open her right eye, the pain and determination burning with ice-blue flames, her lips trembling, voice intermittent, yet still containing endless sorrow and resolve: "...David... Hill... quick... leave..." Her voice was like the broken bell from distant ages, echoing in the empty altar, "Seal... destroys me..."

The words were like the final alarm bell, striking the most hidden corners of each knight’s heart in silence.

Yet the next moment, abyssal power suddenly took over, a terrifying shock wave exploded from Yi Lin, shaking heaven and earth.

This shock wave combined the queen’s past invincible might with abyssal corrosion’s twisted malevolence, merciless and fearful like night devouring stars.

It was mixed with netherworld frost and demon roars, tearing space void, shattering rune arrays around the altar into fragments.

Hill’s gaze tightened, he rapidly swung his sword horizontally to block, a blue-white sacred flame surged like a furious ocean, colliding fiercely with this terrifying shock wave, erupting with scorching electrical lights and a thunderous roar.

Yet even so, this evil force field still oppressed the knights’ hair standing on end, blood flowing in reverse.

While everyone was fully focused on resisting this calamity, a cold and grand voice suddenly entered directly into David’s sea of consciousness core.

"Chaos Core... Resonate..." The low, sinister words carried infinite temptation and threat, "This realm’s queen... has become my flesh..."

"Join... share abyssal authority..."

"Or..."

"Watch her become..."

"A decoration beneath my divine throne..."

The voice was like a netherworld envoy slowly uttering an enigmatic curse, each word seemed to carry a sharp needle capable of corroding soul will, tangling relentlessly in David’s mind.

He felt the blue-white flame within the chaos core tremble slightly as if being eroded by darkness, a silent yet extremely dangerous spiritual battle quietly erupted!