Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 1350: Chapter 630: Secret Box Decision_2

Kane slowly nodded, taking out a simple box from his chest, covered with densely carved runes and arcane chains.

"This is the ’Civilization Fire Seed Box’, containing our most precious and secret data, as well as the key to unearthing the purification plan."

He spoke gravely, "This is the only key to the closed loop, you must deliver it to ’the moment yet to be born’ within ourselves, or everything will be forever obliterated."

David received the box, feeling a fiery heat radiating through his palm, penetrating his marrow and reaching deep into his soul.

He looked down closely, those runes seemed alive, subtly pulsating and changing, continually revealing hidden power veins.

"But..." Kane said with a bitter smile, "Correcting this timeline is not easily attained, it will certainly come with a cost.

Once intervention succeeds, the divinity of redemption within you will begin to seep away, which means your strength will gradually weaken.

But only in this way can we establish new possibilities!"

Before he finished speaking, a strong tremor swept across the void, the earth shaking violently as if heralding the beginning of the end.

Kane struggled to stand, his face extremely pale, yet his gaze remained sharp and firm: "Go! The future depends on our joint efforts! Don’t let darkness devour hope!"

David nodded in salute, then turned to leave.

This time, it was not just about saving a kingdom, but fighting against the fate of the entire cosmos.

He clenched his fist, placing the ’Civilization Fire Seed Box’ into the shield of his chest, his entire body dimly burning with sacred flame, like an indomitable tree in the dawn light, unmoved even by storms.

On his way back to the real world, the divinity of redemption within him began to slowly recede like a reverse current, each breath bringing a slight sting but injecting more determination: "To sacrifice oneself for rebirth is my only choice!"

Meanwhile, above the council hall, the huge silver-blue crystal ball continued to rotate, the pathways on the holographic map flickering ceaselessly.

A new path to the future quietly emerged, guiding everyone towards an unknown yet hopeful new era.

Liliana stood beside the console, her hands clasped before her chest, touching the holographic projection screen with the magic staff, constantly adjusting the defense array to handle potential unstable ripples.

"The commander is undergoing a trial of limits," her brow furrowed, "but as long as we hold fast to our belief, we can wait for the miracle to come!"

Hill stood in the center of the hall, raising the bloodstained longsword high to gaze at the dark sky: "No storm can stop the guardian’s steps!"

David sat quietly on a stone bench in the center, holding the ancient and mysterious Fire Seed Box in his hands.

It was entirely black, with complex and ancient runes engraved on its surface, which seemed to contain some sort of active but unspeakable power, occasionally emitting dim blue light, like a ghost lurking in the deep sea.

Liliana stood aside, clutching her magic staff, a slight frown on her brow, but her eyes filled with determination and worry.

Hill leaned against a stone pillar, clad in full battle armor, his sword blade lightly touching the ground.

He gazed at the box for a long time, yet remained silent.

The hall echoed with whispers and murmurs, but none dared to break the gravity of the moment.

They knew that within this small box lay information capable of altering all destinies.

David slowly opened the box, a profound and mysterious aura immediately spreading out.

Holding his breath, he saw three clear data streams appearing on the inner wall of the lid—three core secrets:

The first was the "World Anchor Backdoor Program."

This was a set of forbidden codes hidden within the anchor chain core, capable of bypassing existing control mechanisms to partially intervene or temporarily block some energy flows.

However, this method was extremely dangerous; once out of control, it would trigger an irreversible chain reaction.

The second was the "Ancient God Consciousness Separation Technology."

According to records, this technology aimed to separate and purify the soul fragments captured and bound by the anchor chain to weaken the erosion power of ancient god consciousness on divine aspirants and world order.

However, this technology required a vast amount of arcane energy support and extremely high precision, otherwise, it might instead accelerate soul corruption or trigger hidden power explosions.

The third was the "Interception of Divine Energy Plan."

This was an extreme plan that could cut off most of the divine energy flowing to the world anchor in the purification process, converting it into pure arcane source to support the revival of civilization or the manufacturing of new resistance weapons.

But this plan also carried great risks: the intercepted part could lead to an imbalance in the purification plan, causing large-scale mental fracturing and spatial collapse across multiple worlds.

Faced with these three secret paths, each choice meant a dangerous, irreversible course.

David closed his eyes, feeling the residual sacred flame gradually cooling but not yet extinguished within his chest.

He knew that no matter which path he chose, it would affect the entire ring system and even the fate of multiple worlds, influencing the future of all surviving beings!

Liliana slowly approached, reaching out to lightly touch the floating runes, "Commander, this is a difficult choice... Triggering the anchor chain might immediately end Sotos’s threat, but at the cost of widespread collapse in the present world;

Retaining the energy means continuous erosion assault, we need to find a more secure method."

Hill frowned, his hand holding the sword slightly trembling, "We can’t just sit idly by... But I also worry that if we let time drag on, it will lead to a greater disaster."

Time seemed to freeze, with everyone in the hall deep in thought.

The torch flames flickered, casting their faces into light and shadow, some with eyes as determined as iron, others showing deep fatigue and fear.

This was a test intertwining faith, reason, and courage, a most brutal inquiry into the future!

Suddenly, the holographic projector automatically activated, with new signal ripples flashing across the surface of the silver-blue crystal ball above.

A set of data mapping from the edge region of Silver Moon Continent appeared: spatial fissures suddenly increased there, with multiple time-space nodes showing unprecedented unstable fluctuations, along with signs of severe collapse!

This news shocked everyone like a bolt from the blue, plunging the hall into dead silence, only the humming roar of instruments and the rapid breathing of the assembled still echoing.

"Silver Moon Continent..." Hill’s voice was low with suppressed anger, "it should have been a bastion in our defensive line, yet it faced such a crisis, we must immediately dispatch the mage riders for support!"

Liliana nodded, adjusting her magic staff towards the hologram, "Commander, if we act rashly, we may fall into the enemy’s trap, and the enemy’s layout is becoming increasingly complex...

Shouldn’t we focus first on researching how to safely release the forbidden programs in the box?"

David took a deep breath, his gaze shifting from the crystal ball to the dark night sky outside the hall window, where the sparse stars seemed shrouded by ominous clouds.

"We don’t have time to wait for a perfect answer," he said with unwavering steel in his voice, "every delay allows Him to devour more lives! I choose..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his right hand, drawing a powerful trajectory in the air.

A blazing sacred flame burst forth from his palm, intertwining with the arcane runes to create a complex array pattern, instantly surrounding the council hall in roaring blaze.

This burning not only brought heat but seemed to shatter the shackles of fear and the shadow of despair, allowing soldiers, mages, and representatives to feel an indomitable fighting spirit!

Sword at his side, Hill bowed in respect: "Commander is wise! No matter which path is chosen, we will follow to the death!"

David slowly stepped out of the secret chamber, clad in crimson gold battle armor, the residual glow of sacred fire not yet dissipated but appearing steadier and more solemn.

That flame, like the last gleam before dawn, quietly burned within his chest, reflecting endless resolve.

Behind him came the dense and orderly footsteps, as mage riders, mages, and representatives of all races gathered, standing solemnly, gazing at David with dignified eyes.