Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 1338: Chapter 624: Abyss of the Forge (Part 2)

Here is filled with decay and chaos energy, a long-forgotten yet ominous place that still nurtures destructive power.

The remnants of the Eternal Night Council utilize this ancient forbidden land as a breeding ground for conspiracy, lurking in the shadows, sinister and cunning, waiting like a prowling leopard.

They whisper prayers, sacrificing millions of innocent souls, injecting blood and souls into the decaying altar like venom.

The enormous obsidian gate on the altar slowly opens, its surface flowing with twisted and deformed runes, emitting eerie phosphorescence in the darkness.

"The Decay Gate has been activated." A council elder dressed in black-purple robes, with a haggard face yet bright eyes, murmured. He sealed with his hands, a malicious and space-distorting ominous aura emerged from his fingertips.

In the monitoring center of the Terminus Corridor, wise men and magicians of various races held their breath, staring at the data screen that fluctuated constantly.

"The physical constants in this area are undergoing intense distortion," Elf Mage Liya frowned and analyzed, "The gravity field becomes extremely unstable, meanwhile, there is chaotic phenomena in the flow of time, with past, present, and even future intertwining here."

Between the data ripples, strands of bizarre ghostly purple veins stretched towards the boundless void like tentacles, tearing space into fragmented pieces.

These fragile and extremely dangerous areas seem ready to collapse at any moment, triggering chain reactions affecting wider dimensional spaces.

The atmosphere in the monitoring room was heavy, every face written with anxiety and solemnity, every data refresh bringing new shocking disclosures.

"If this tear is not sealed in time," said the senior necromancer commander Hill, "the entire multi-world, even all heavens and worlds will fall into an irreversible disaster."

David stood before the console, his eyes fixated on the void projection, that crimson-golden flame encircled his body, now appearing exceptionally calm.

He tightly gripped the halberd, a halberd infused with the power of war god fragments, now emitting a faint red hue, pulsing like life veins.

He whispered to himself, "This scar is not just a gap torn by hell, but also the ultimate test of our faith and will."

Meanwhile, the sight on the continental plates is heart-wrenching.

The ground covered and infected by filthy crystalline textures presents an unusual deep red, mottled like smeared with blood.

The atmosphere permeated with a heavy stench of decay, the residual ashes from the combustion of fall and death intertwined.

A storm arose suddenly, gale after gale howled, sweeping dry leaves and dust, blowing the ruins afar, making spells intermittently drift.

A dwarf artisan stood at the edge of the ruins, tightly gripping the hammer handle, his face coated with grime and fatigue, but his gaze steadfast, "We cannot retreat, this has already become the most dangerous battlefield, we must use the iron hammer to shatter the root of this nightmare!"

And at the far edge of the forest, a team of elf archers nestled among the treetops, silently watching the wrecked scenery ahead, casting a cold gaze at the corpse soul projections controlled and cast by the Eternal Night Council from afar.

"These undead are not just ordinary enemies, they carry corruption virus with them, every breath becomes a tumor erosion." warned the leader softly, "We must act cautiously, not underestimate them."

The priests in black robes within the Eternal Night Council are conducting even more brutal and evil rituals.

They raised their hands high, using ancient forbidden curses to summon ominous powers from the core of the abyss, the earth trembling seemed to respond to their every wish.

Waves of death and the original laws of corruption struck the Rune Array, forming unstable layers of traces in the air, filling the entire scene with unspeakable evil thoughts.

"The power is gradually awakening," one priest’s voice was hoarse, yet with undeniable euphoria, "When the ’Decay Gate’ fully opens, we can control the endless flood of destruction!"

On the other side of the star realm, High Tier wise Liya was linking the spiritual network of the group of believers, her brow tightly furrowed, exerting effort to cast the perception spell of time, attempting to explore possible future paths.

However, the complex and chaotic decree-disturbing information tide rolled like the great sea, creating fatigue and inability to completely dominate the changing situation.

"If let it develop, I’m afraid even the new order we jointly built will also collapse completely." She sighed slightly.

David, silent for a long time, looked up at the vast black universe outside the window, "All life will tremble because of this scar.

But precisely because of this, we need to build the final defense line with firm beliefs, letting those desecrators feel the burning of truth flame in their chests."

They wore flame battle armor, each step tread on precarious floating fragments, their figures reflected the crimson-golden flame, shining with fierce light in the dark void.

David stood at the forefront, those deep purple pupils reflecting the multitude of jumping data light patterns.

On the projection screen in front appeared the huge metallic structure, a star ring composed of countless gears, chains, and plate blocks interlocked, quietly floating at the edge of the void like a mechanical giant beast.

At the center of the star ring lies a half-corrupted, distorted and deformed Titan giant body, covered in cracks and black corrosion spots, mysterious runes flickering sporadically, like remnants of an ancient magic tome.

"Is this... Could it be..." Hill furrowed his brow, tightly grasping the war sword, gaze heavy, "The legendary Creator Titan... its remains still not entirely vanished?"

Liliana gently clutched the magic staff, her eyes focused unwaveringly on the energy patterns, those runes jumping at her fingertips, resonating with the glowing blue rune stone on her chest emitting a low humming sound.

"No, this is definitely not a naturally formed place," she whispered, "This is a meticulously built artificial ruin, a ’Creation Forge’ once used by ancient gods for life incubation and forging experimental grounds."

"Did you say an experimental ground?" David stepped closer to the projection, dense doubt and solemnity gathered between his brows, "Why hide such an enormous and terrifying structure? And why has it now become the source of filth and chaos corrosion?"

Liliana closed her eyes and pondered for a long time, then opened her eyes, her expression heavy and with underlying sorrow, "This is the remains of a failed creation experiment, a sanctuary supposed to incubate new life and sculpt divine soul, yet due to unknown disaster reduced to this decayed terrifying state.

The half-corrupted Titan remains are the symbol of curse, once one of the great divine spirit leaders, now eroded."

The necromancers gathered around, their faces filled with shock and reverence.

The oppressive sense radiated from the area nearly suffocates, every breath seems to inhale the chaotic plague gas, causing heart palpitations.

David took a deep breath, refocusing attention on the massive star ring structure.

"Are these gears and chains seemingly still operational?" He frowned, staring at those broken yet slowly rotating large mechanical devices, "Like waiting for some triggering mechanism to activate."

Hill walked to a gigantic mechanical fragment nearby, tapping the surface lightly with the sword hilt, the sound crisp and heavy.

"These components are ancient, yet incredibly hard, made with extremely advanced and divinity-infused manufacturing technology."

At this moment, a bluish glow receded the haze from the inner part of the star ring, dispersing like smoke.

A set of sealed experiment cabins stood tall inside, its outer walls made of transparent crystals, but the interior vaguely visible with deformed ancient god embryos.

These embryos’ bodies twist grotesquely, like incarnations from nightmares, quietly floating in the liquid energy, each emitting a chilling ominous aura.

"These embryos..." Liliana’s face changed suddenly, she spoke softly, "They once attempted to genetically modify to incubate a new race, yet due to power out of control caused corrupt backlash, this is one of the origins of corruption!"

David’s heart shook, unconsciously gripping tightly the halberd handle.

His gaze determined, "Then we face not only destruction but a road interwoven with pain trials and complexity.

This ’Creation Forge’ ruin hides too many secrets, we must completely uncover its true form, otherwise the darkness behind it will never be eradicated!"

The necromancers stood solemnly, the field instantly filled with a solemn and dignified atmosphere.