Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 1328: Chapter 619: Terminal Counteroffensive (Part 2)

The runes on the altar suddenly burst forth with a dazzling crimson glow, scattering like a burst of stardust across the world.

Ancient forbidden chants echoed deeply, weaving through time and space to tightly link the entire sky and Earth.

A massive array, formed from souls and laws, gradually emerged, its intricate structure akin to the most sophisticated and inscrutable mechanism in the cosmos.

With the final trace of divine flame injected, the "Blood Prison Lamentation Array" was fully activated!

The Blood Demon Core floating in the air, pulsating like a living heart, began to tremble violently, its surface threaded with spiderweb-like lightning patterns, continuously emitting burning energy waves.

Everyone present could feel the terrifying ripples that shook the depths of their souls and struck at their very core will.

This was both destruction and purification, despair intertwined with hope, ultimately forming the prelude to an earth-shattering roar.

Alia chanted the final spell with closed eyes, each syllable infused with the power to rend heaven and earth.

"Creator, hear my prayer! Grant me the power to overturn this corrosive darkness and let all races be reborn!" Her voice was hoarse yet unwavering, echoing through the heavens and earth as an eternal vow.

At that moment, she suddenly looked up, opening her eyes. Her bright gaze pierced through layers of mist, staring directly at the far side of the battlefield where David was struggling and pressing forward.

"David... Remember, no matter the circumstances, no matter the obstacles, this ’Blood Demon Core’ will always be loyal to its true Creator." Her voice was weak but contained an undeniable truth, "It will not betray... it never will..."

Just as her words fell, a thunderous explosion shattered the heavens and earth!

The entire altar was abruptly engulfed in a crimson ocean; innumerable tendrils snapped and flew wildly, propelled hundreds of feet away by the violent explosion.

Distortions of multiple spaces appeared everywhere, like endless whirlpools consuming all things.

At the center of this blinding, world-consuming crimson supernova was the "Blood Demon Core" undergoing a self-destructive reaction.

High-temperature flames intermingled with roaring thunder, constantly reverberating, expanding its influence and driving back the enormous Divine Body under the Conspiracy God’s control to its limits.

He roared in fury but could no longer prevent his limbs from shattering and disintegrating under the barrage of extraordinary energy, each fragment splintering with excruciating screams, as if the soul itself was being sliced toward the edge of destruction.

The sharp remnants fell one by one from the sky, emitting a bizarre stench that gradually faded, leaving only bone-chilling screams and mournful wails resonating through every molecule of air.

More chilling within the chaotic space was the faintly visible bluish-purple shadow slowly coalescing at the explosion’s center—the divine soul of Alia concealed therein, protected by a special seal of the core, seeking a chance at resurrection...

The guardians witnessed this scene, holding their breaths in awe; some showed grief, others displayed steadfast resolve.

They knew that the destruction-level power unleashed at the cost of life, though immense, might turn the tide against the long-standing decline, offering a crucial counter-attack opportunity for the Terminus Corridor!

The Sariel Knight Order’s leader gripped the sharp blade tightly, observing the vast red sea about to recede with surprise and jubilation, and shouted high and mighty, "This is the purest ascension of faith power; it’s the indomitable roar of mortals defying the gods’ manipulation of fate!

We must pursue victory, defending our future with our lives!"

Alia also held tears in her eyes, yet was fearless, "We have ignited the flame of hope; as long as our belief burns fiercely, no darkness is left unbanished!"

At this moment, the far battlefield was roiling, even more fiercely so; the Holy Light Alliance Army was thrown into disarray, unprepared for a chain disaster completely collapsing its logistics, morale plunging without support.

Faced with such a powerful counterattack, the resilience displayed by the various guardians was chilling!

Air was laden with residual blood and smoke, mixing with the sacred and corrupting confrontation’s aura.

Since the Conspiracy God was consumed by the explosive thunder, everything seemed to fall into a brief silence; however, this silence did not bring peace but rather the deepest, most oppressive calm before death.

David stood at the altar’s center; his eyes burned with chaotic flames filled with endless resolve.

His entire body battle armor shimmered with a golden hue, spear in hand, every breath set the world in motion.

He felt the power gushing from the depths of the divine format like a tide, knowing this was the moment of triumph.

"The Conspiracy God is dead, but this is only the beginning." His voice was measured and resolute, echoing in the wind like the sound of thunder striking all beings’ minds.

At this instance, he felt the war mantle’s strength within him surging, a torrent of unstoppable energy propelling him to the battlefield’s peak.

David wielded his spear, a golden pillar of light ascended to the sky, repelling corroded creatures and shadow worm entities several miles away.

Atop the high platform, the Holy Light God stood, his silver robes flowing in the wind, locking his silver gaze on David, filled with unwillingness and anger, as well as boundless majesty.

"You have encroached upon order with chaos, but order is the true master of all!" His voice was loud, like bells ringing in unison or the sky and earth collapsing, inciting the surrounding guards to solemnity.

However, the Holy Light faction appeared exhausted after losing the Conspiracy God’s restraint.

Without the mastermind’s control, they were helpless against the war mantle forces erupting from David.

The extensive faction’s morale fluctuated intensely, with many Angel Corps members showing fright and doubt, some even questioning whether they could hold the apocalypse’s edge defense.

Air suddenly froze; across this land on the brink of collapse, countless star runes surged and rose, dyeing the apocalypse dusk in a bloody hue.

David channeled all his energy at an unimaginable speed towards the Holy Light high platform.

His body transformed into an auric lightning bolt, piercing through layer upon layer of barrier and rune grids, instantaneously defeating enemies ahead.

His figure swept across the sky like the harbinger of world-ending judgment descending upon the earth.

An exploding amalgamation of chaos and order emerged, embodying salvific divinity: millions of longsword formed from pure spiritual power swirling around him, cascading through the aerial domain like a river of stars.

These sword rays carried the new age’s judgment to annihilate all corruption and pretense; they sliced through the sky with lightning precision, piercing enemy ranks and tearing countless angels into scattered fragments.

Members of the Silver Moon Knight Order shouted in fear, witnessing the spectacle, where countless comrades who had once fought alongside them fell miserably; the destructive force surpassed all previous war scenes.

Their faces turned pale, fists clenched, mustering courage to resist.

But they soon found resistance almost futile, forced to retreat to deeper defenses, descending among crumbling ruins, each step burdened with the cost of heavy sacrifice and heartbreak.

With all his strength, the Holy Light God attempted to summon the "Star Glory Barrier" to block the clearing strikes.

This barrier exuded a dazzling golden brilliance, covering a thousand-mile domain like a shield.

Yet, even so, the long swords forged from salvatory pure will incessantly pierced the splendid shield, unleashing fatal edges from its gaps.

Sharp sword qi crisscrossed, like falling stars piercing the night, gradually shattering the barrier completely!

Suddenly, a thunderous roar came from afar!

This was the collective roar of the Holy Light leaders, borne of ultimate struggle against destiny and despair!

Yet, even this resilience could not counter the floods of the overwhelming furnace!

As a brilliant and formidable impact wave swept through the heavens, the crown of the Holy Light God suddenly vibrated intensely, accompanied by fragments breaking off with a cracking sound.