Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 1353: Chapter 632: The First Hongqiao Alliance

Hill pointed his sword towards the east, "Dawn is ahead, as long as we walk together, no darkness can swallow our belief!"

At this moment, the star trajectory on the holographic projection screen rapidly transforms, a brand new road of destiny expands, leading to the unknown yet filled with infinite hope.

Under everyone’s gaze, that path finally turns into a dazzling golden light, shooting from the core of the Star Gnomon to the end of the Cosmos, guiding the entire race towards a more glorious and splendid new era!

This place was once a center of unparalleled political and religious significance, now reduced to ruins, with collapsed stone columns and scattered rubble covered in moss and the mottling of time.

The morning breeze carries the smell of damp earth and lingering blood.

Cynthia, draped in a silver-blue robe, stands atop the massive broken altar stone platform at the center of the old Royal Court site.

Pale golden sunlight pierces the thin clouds, illuminating her eyes with a gentle yet resolute brilliance.

She raises her chin slightly and gazes at the crowd gathered around, the representatives from various races with robes fluttering like colorful wings showcasing the fusion of diverse civilizations.

"The Starlight Council is officially established." Her voice is clear with undeniable authority, yet warm, "We must work together to build a new order, to rejuvenate this continent."

Reina stood alongside Cynthia, her face delicate, with amber eyes flashing wisdom and determination.

Her fingers gently brushed the rune-carved marble at the altar’s edge, those ancient inscriptions weathered but still exuding a faint mysterious breath.

"This is a new beginning," Reina added softly, "Not just a transfer of power, but a weave of beliefs, only when arcane and will stand together can we disperse the remaining darkness."

The representatives nodded in agreement, a dwarf chieftain firmly gripping a roughly engraved Giant Axe;

The Beastmen leader’s brows exuded fierceness and determination; the Elf Council representative elegantly collected their shawl, a hint of anticipation barely concealed at the corner of their mouth.

These nuanced expressions woven together filled the entire assembly scene with an aura of solemnity and hope.

Though the council hall was still in ruins, Cynthia had arranged for sages to enhance structural stability using an Arcane Array, making the venue sufficient to host this historic first gathering.

Nearby, on the lofty broken walls, a solemn sign shows marks where the sacred insignia was scorched by Flame, now these marks have become medals etched into history.

"The first proposal," Cynthia repressed the waves in her heart, turning her gaze to holographic projection screen, "Propose dismantling the Church’s remaining judgment tower and converting the site into an arcane hub base."

As her words fell, the entire hall suddenly plunged into silence.

Some representatives furrowed their brows, others were deep in thought, this is a severing of past authority, a brave move to completely change the use of old order’s symbolic buildings.

Hill stood in the corner, dressed in black iron witch knight Armor, even standing silently, one could feel the taut bowstring-like strength contained in his frame.

He tightly gripped the sword hilt, the Bloodstained Longsword reflecting a cold, eerie blue gleam.

He turned his head, scanning the crystalline erosion zones on the Far North wild map, where amidst the smoke of war, he had led witch knight troops multiple times deep behind enemy lines to clear pollution sources.

"The crystalline erosion pollution band in the Far North is nearing its end."

His deep voice resonated in everyone’s eardrums, "I will personally lead the team for the final sweep action, to completely eradicate the root of corruption in this dead land, laying the foundation for the continent’s ecological safety."

Once again people witnessed the unwavering determination flickering in Hill’s eyes, which held not only the iron blood of a warrior but an unwavering belief to protect the homeland.

He sidestepped forward, his black armor casting a long shadow in the morning light, like a blade slicing through the deep currents of the irretrievable darkness, pledging an oath for the uncertain path ahead.

The air was filled with a tense yet solemn atmosphere, people cautiously adjusted their sitting positions, exchanged brief glances.

Some quickly took notes in notebooks, others sketched on the holographic screen.

This is not only a political weighing, but a grand discussion of cultural concepts, future development directions, every decision will profoundly impact Silver Moon’s destiny trajectory and the entire Star Ring system.

The sunlight gradually climbed higher, that abandoned judgment tower outlined a shadow slowly lengthening against the skyline as a stark contrast with the rising morning sun.

An autumn breeze swept up dust from the surrounding of the ruined tower, that dust soared in the air like countless departed Souls dancing in flight.

If one listens carefully, there is a faint mix of past judgment roar and painful choking echoes, making every listener’s heart chill, yet also stirring stronger determination for reform, everything of the past will radiate new life force in the new era, no longer confined by fear and oppression!

Meanwhile, on the borderlands of Far North wild, a cavalry troop of hundreds was neatly arrayed.

They were clad in heavy Armor, each face sculpted by frost into iron-faced impassivity, yet a fiery resolve hid deep within their gaze.

Reflecting on the shining cold blades, self-made sniper crossbows, and Rune Shields, this troop was like Ghost Hunters amid the ice field, silent yet brimming with murderous intent.

Hill rode atop the highest tier Snow Wolf, his hands firmly gripping the reins, his jaw clamped tight, and his spirit focused to the maximum.

"Twenty miles ahead an abnormal energy wave detected," the Attendant Mage crouched down, reporting, "The crystalline erosion core area still contains unknown residual power dispersal, awaiting commander’s instructions."