Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 1331: Chapter 621: Trial

Hill steadied himself to dodge, launching a counterattack amidst the dazzling Sword Qi.

However, this was no ordinary trial, but a brutal ordeal that heightened Spiritual Strength at the cost of physical and mental limits.

With a piercing roar, the illusion suddenly burst with violent power, severing Hill’s left arm!

As blood sprayed, he opened his eyes wide in anger, yet was not felled by the pain; instead, his soul core surged with even stronger waves, elevating his Spiritual Strength by a full 30%!

The agony transformed into motivation, and he gritted his teeth to stay firm on his feet. His stance, though missing an arm, was even more resolute and unyielding, as dazzling as a burning torch.

Under the gaze of the onlookers, this spectacle declared that "Sacrifice" was not an end, but an opportunity to evolve into a higher tier!

Near the ruins of altars covered in moss, a group of knights circled a gigantic sand table to discuss.

They meticulously analyzed the combat data from each battle, feeding the insights back to wise elders at the rear, aiming to continuously optimize training systems and combat strategies, thereby strengthening the army to become more powerful and precisely lethal.

At that moment, David slowly raised the shards of the Divine Authority in his hand, the runes on its surface starting to glow with blazing crimson flames, reflecting with the surrounding space.

A voice as steady as a mentor reverberated all around:

"Only those who have undergone true bloody tempering and tests of will can bear the treasure we’ve bequeathed;

Only those who acknowledge the duality of Chaos and order and their coexistence can lead a new era of the apocalypse."

As the voice faded, the Earth trembled and runes spread out, enveloping the entire martial arts field in an invisible energy grid, constructing a durable protective shield for all participants in the ordeal.

Simultaneously, the environmental pressure intensified, forcing everyone to face challenges beyond their own limits in pursuit of a true leap of transformation!

In the camps in the distance, with lamps flickering, humans, Elves, Dwarves, and many ally soldiers awaited solemnly for news.

With a look of determination, from being scarred to having faces covered in dust, each displayed the resilient spirit forged through the baptism of life and death.

"We must believe in miracles, believe these warriors can bring change," an elderly elder murmured quietly, prompting others to nod in approval and agreement.

Meanwhile, at the edge of the corridor’s end, Shadow worms continued lurking and raging, yet with the knights’ increasingly strengthened combat power, they gradually lost their dominance over the situation.

Everything was moving towards a new balance, and behind this lay the long-dormant opportunity catalyzed by the shards of Divine Authority...

David stood at the edge of the fractured plane, surrounded by crimson golden flames, his gaze steadfast as a rock, tightly gripping the halberd infused with the power of the Divine Authority shards.

Before him lay a space barrier torn from the aftermath of divine battles, as savage as bite marks from a beast, as though the mountains were about to collapse.

He took a deep breath, pushing his consciousness to its limit, using the "Power of Three Hearts" to fuse Chaos, order, and life, the three primordial energies, as the engine, injecting the long-stored Divine Format flames within him into the plane’s fractures.

The crimson golden flames spread along the fault, like fiery chains wrapping the cracked space.

The surrounding air became permeated with rich and complex energy waves, as the lingering energy from the divine battle was guided and dissipated, gathering like a vast flood slowly flowing back to zero.

Tiny points of light flickered weakly in the void, signaling the reconstruction of life networks amidst field distortion.

As the last red chain of flames pierced the fault’s core, countless tiny textures seemed to be seamlessly stitched with invisible threads, an indistinct patch weaving across to bring the astonished world back to its balanced path.

The earth seemed to find some serenity from this effort, resonating with a deep yet gentle rhythm like the steady heartbeat of new life.

In the camp in the distance, a scene of busy activity brewed a new breakthrough opportunity.

Liya, dressed in a light blue robe, sat quietly in front of a starry plate woven from Elf stardust runes, intently observing the recently collected "Battle Rage Embers" from the corridor’s end, scattered hot soul remnants after the eruption of the Divine Authority shards.

These embers were like burning ashes, containing strong law fluctuations and were invaluable treasures for refining Divine Artifacts’ enhancement.

She frowned slightly, her fingertips gently touching the surface of the crystal disc, as a soft blue glow flowed and spread, slowly converging a pure energy of "Law Temper."

This power could strengthen Divine Artifacts, enabling them to resist decay and bear stronger laws effects, to match the pulse rhythm of the war era and the resonance frequency of the Chaos Decree.

"This is far from ordinary elements; rather, it’s an ancient and pure power that will enable our weapons and armor to resist the erosion of time and the distortion of space."

Liya softly explained, her eyes shining with new anticipation for the future: "The Divine Artifacts forged with these tempered flames will be crucial in repelling Abyss invasions and the siege of the Holy Light Alliance Army."

At this moment, the Elf star gnomon in her hand began to emit a gentle silver-blue glow, a significant treasure from ancient civilization ruins capable of sensing the rare flow of power in the Cosmos.

A hidden coordinate gradually revealed itself, like a new star trajectory carving the night sky, guiding direction, pointing directly to the darkest and unexplored region of the corridor’s end: the unknown realm at the bottom of the seventy-fourth level of the Abyss.

Liya gazed at the coordinate on the star gnomon screen, the faint purples embedding point like the last ray of hope across the night.

"What secrets lie there? Could it be the key to regaining control?" she murmured to herself, her hands trembling slightly.