Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 1336: Chapter 623: Purging the Conspiracy (Part 2)

"The heavens and the earth, I’ve set the chessboard, even the gods cannot escape total disaster! Let all the so-called new era fall into the vortex of chaos!"

His voice was ice-cold and piercing, every word twisted the laws of space, filling the entire realm with a pervasive air of malice and decay.

This evil force was like a rampant plague, rooting destruction and betrayal into every corner, making every living being feel the endless terror and oppression!

In the distance, the battlefield smoke had not dispersed, yet the morale of the allied forces was growing more resilient and vigorous.

They understood that the struggle against the evil forces would be long and arduous, but if united, using their faith to build walls of steel, no obstacle would be insurmountable!

The morning wind brushed the edges of the ruins, the earth once again sent faint tremors.

But behind every tremor, there lies a new hope of life striving to rise! The chaos will not end, but dawn is bound to come!

David stood in the highest council hall of the star realm, that hall forged from translucent starstone and scarlet battle engravings, with banners symbolizing the honor and faith of various races hanging around.

The broad dome reflected the splendid Milky Way, from its apex descended several strands of silver-white light, like sacred chains entwining the entire space.

He was draped in a scarlet battle robe, a massive halberd planted at his side, burning like an unending flame.

He stood at the center of the platform, his gaze firm and profound, like a mark etched deep in the souls of all beings—a flame of unwavering conviction.

Encircling the hall were hundreds of representatives from various races gathered, some clad in silver-white armor, some in flowing robes, some with skin radiating strange spiritual glimmers, each face reflecting a mix of tension and anticipation.

The air was heavy, yet carried an unprecedented sense of excitement, a new Chapter of resisting a dark conspiracy was about to begin.

"Esteemed allies," David began, his voice steady and powerful, yet imbued with an inspiring force, "In the abyss of the corridor of the end, the remains of the god of conspiracy are stirring with heretical power, its corruption is spreading throughout all the souls of our followers."

His gaze swept across the hall, and everyone felt a fear that penetrated the depths of their minds.

"To protect our jointly established new era and every life, we must launch a thorough counterattack!"

With his words, a thick parchment was placed solemnly at the altar in the center of the platform, engraved with clear legal clauses—the "Rebel Bounty Order."

"Anyone who can provide coordinates of the hiding place of the god of conspiracy and related clues will receive ’permanent residency in the Divine Kingdom’ and substantial material rewards!

This act aims to inspire all races to unite their forces and build an indestructible defense line!"

The hall instantly exploded with deafening applause, people rose to give their sincere support for this pledge of unity.

In the distance, several elf elders exchanged glances, one of them smiling said, "This is an unprecedented opportunity for cooperation; we must seize it!"

Beside him, the dwarf leader clenched an iron fist and roared, "As long as we get the trace of that demon, no matter the cost, we vow to chase it to the end!" His voice was loud and powerful, stirring waves of emotion among the many allies.

At this moment, a figure stepped into the center of the hall, she was the supreme mage Yana Rosiel of the Star Pupil Race, known across the cosmos for her keen insight over millennia.

She wore a silver-blue robe, embedded with complex night sky pattern runes, shining with a brilliant cold light under the illumination of the lamps.

She walked slowly to David’s side, placing a delicate compass gently on the table.

This compass was forged from refined rare meteorite iron, with a firefly blue crystal orb embedded in the center, constantly rotating and jumping along the rune trails, capturing the fluctuations of cosmic energy like a living entity.

"We have used the compass to track energy ripple fluctuations," Yana’s voice was calm and confident, "We’ve now locked onto the target’s hiding location—the core of the ’Rusted Metal Star,’ a small trading planet surrounded by abandoned orbit, is its hiding foundation."

The hall immediately burst into a murmur, people whispering, with shock, excitement, mixed with doubt and apprehension.

A young human Knight couldn’t help but ask, "Why would that planet become the demon’s hiding place? Wasn’t it sealed long ago?"

Yana gently nodded in response, "Precisely because of its long history and remote location, along with a complex multi-layer trading network, it becomes an ideal hiding spot.

More crucially, it possesses spatial rifts connecting multiple dimensions, making tracking extremely difficult."

David was silent for a moment before smiling, a smile bringing the warmth and strength of morale.

"We will form a task force, with the Witch Rider Corps as the core, assisted by top mages, to fully launch a sweep operation and thoroughly expel the enemy from our world!"

Immediately, he waved to signal the officers to plan the details of the deployment.

In a moment, representatives from everywhere rushed to offer ideas and strategies, each person passionate and ready for this destined battle.

They moved the array diagrams and unfolded maps, countless runes connecting into a complex network, weaving like a tapestry into a complete strategic war painting.

Outside the camp, nightfall was deep, but everywhere carried the unique tense and vibrant atmosphere before action.

Dwarf artisans sharpened blades, constantly adjusting and strengthening equipment; Elf archers practiced archery precision;

Human Warriors from the Frost Mountains gathered to discuss and impart close combat techniques;

The Witch Rider Corps engaged in mental communication meditation to enhance mental endurance and team coherence...

Dawn had not yet arrived, but countless beings awoke early, gazing at the deep night sky at the horizon, each holding faith and hope, swearing: they must not let darkness devour everything they cherish again!

At the same time, outside the orbit of the "Rusted Metal Star," a small advance fleet composed of various races quietly assembled.

These ships were of peculiar forms, some covered in mechanical scale armor, others embedded with crystal structures, some driven by pure magic arrays.

They underwent a long training and were equipped with advanced technology, an essential edge at the forefront of this operation!

The navigator Ander gazed at the abandoned planet’s surface outside the window, that region covered in giant machinery ruins full of rust, contrasting intensely with the surrounding barren minerals.

A bizarre whisper seemed to seep from the decaying machines, causing his shoulders to tremble slightly.

But more than that, there was vigilance and resolve; he clenched his fist and said to the chief of staff:

"The enemy has been hidden here for a long time, we cannot give them any chance for respite.

No matter the cost, we must uproot them completely, returning a clear sky to the cosmos."

The chief of staff nodded in response, warriors on either side solemnly observing each other.

Each face carried an iron will, with no fear, no retreat, this was a significant gamble concerning the survival of fate!

Time seemed to enter a stillness, leaving only the distant, lingering hum of machines echoing in the void, while those scattered fragments of heaven seemed like silent witnesses, secretly watching the unfolding new Chapter...

At this critical moment, a silver-blue energy ball quietly descended upon the center of the ship’s bridge, transforming into a stream of pure information flowing into the minds of each member:

The core region of the Rusted Metal Star has strong anomalous life energy fluctuations, which is the primary dwelling of the master of conspiracy’s remains, prepare thoroughly for the enemy!

David donned his scarlet battle armor, leading the Witch Rider Corps aboard the giant psychic battleship slowly approaching this dilapidated and barren abandoned planet.

The ship’s surface shimmered with battle rune sigils, a shield forged from the fusion of Ancient God’s flame and Witch Rider’s will, emitting dazzling brilliance in the vast void.

Inside the cabin, the atmosphere was heavy.

David stood at the center of the command bridge, his eyes as deep purple as an abyss, staring intently at the planet ahead, covered with rust and surrounded by fractured orbit.

Beside him, the High Tier Knight Hill held a longsword, its blade endowed with fragments of the war god’s authority, faintly exuding an aura of scarlet flame, his brows tightly furrowed, his entire spirit highly focused.

"Detected upfront are extremely strong life energy fluctuations and signs of abnormal dark corruption." The navigator’s voice was low but filled with urgency.

"The remains of the god of conspiracy seem to be active frequently, accompanied by large-scale energy gathering."