Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 1369: Chapter 640: Law Avalanche

Hilvia furrowed her brow, swiftly adjusting her emotions to counter the gradually spreading darkness with her inner conviction.

"It can’t be allowed to destroy this Eternal Freeze tundra, nor can it spread inland!"

She rolled her robe’s sleeves, creating a pure silver-white protective barrier; with her teammates, she erected a solid bulwark.

This protective barrier shimmered like a crystal wall in the cold winter, shining with clear and invincible brilliance as snowflakes fell around it.

Suddenly, from the center of the fissure, a piercing shriek erupted. Countless sharp ice crystals sprayed from the ruptured void, slicing through the air like wildly dancing blades attacking their line.

Many Inspectors were forced to hide and dodge, but two reacted too slowly, pierced through their armor, falling to the ground groaning.

The battlefield descended into chaos, yet the soldiers steadfastly held their formation, showing no sign of retreat.

"Regroup!" Hilvia shouted angrily; pale green lines faintly appeared on her forehead, a sign of the ancient power sealed within awakening.

"Release the ’Eternal Frost Judgment’!"

Before she finished speaking, she raised her staff to the sky, and arcane rune blades suddenly emitted countless shattered ice streaming lights, cascading down like fragments of broken stars.

This arcane torrent swept across the battlefield area, not only freezing part of the space but also terrifyingly scattering many hidden evil souls in the shadows.

However, at the same time, this force also greatly drained the spellcaster’s Life Force, making Hilvia’s face suddenly pale, yet she still gritted her teeth and remained standing.

Seeing a slight alleviation in the situation, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but all knew this was only a temporary respite.

Upon further investigation, they discovered that this spatial fissure was not spontaneously generated but activated by deep-seated ancient magic patterns, hidden with unpredictable variables, more worryingly ...

The Abyssal aura was seemingly not fully awakened, just waiting for the right moment to erupt again with more deadly disasters!

The cold wind mixed with ice and snow roared through the dense clouds, bringing an overwhelming sense of suffocation.

On the distant horizon, three towering, cloud-reaching faith towers shone with holy light, standing in the wilderness, constructing the "Frosty Winter Barrier"—an essential defense line protecting the ecological boundary and residents from external chaos invasion.

However, this once invincible, spotless barrier is facing an unprecedented crisis.

Sofia—the enigmatic follower of the Shadow Divine Body, whose silver eyes under her veil emitted a chilling glow—reappeared in the border area.

She walked lightly yet with irresistible pressure emerging from the shadows; her deep purple robe clung tightly to her body, every movement like a ghostly flow in the night.

Her hands slightly opened, her fingertips entwined with intertwining flashing Shadow Energy waves of blue and black-purple.

At this moment, a fierce and uncontrollable unusual flame ignited within her silver eyes under the veil, the Dark Divinity Power from the "Fallen Star" within her running amok.

"This power... is increasingly difficult to control," Sofia whispered, her voice like crumbling ice shards and yet like the Abyss roaring, chilling the heart.

She felt the dark energy that had been sealed within her, accumulated for a long time, was frantically surging, silently devouring the Power of Faith, converting it into her own strength.

Yet, this siphoning effect far exceeded her initial expectations, not only drawing residual Power of Faith emitted by surrounding beings.

Even the Spiritual Power stored in the three faith towers standing at the core border area, constructed by various Divine Halls working together, eternal guardians, was gradually being extracted.

Sofia slowly closed her eyes, beads of sweat oozing from her forehead, feeling a biting cold spreading from her limbs and bones, yet her consciousness was being drawn more intensely and wildly by that enormous siphoning force.

She murmured, "If this continues... the ’Frosty Winter Barrier’ will fail, and the border will be fully open to the gates of chaos."

Meanwhile, in the large hall at the center of New Rainbow Bridge City, envoys from various parties anxiously awaited news to return.

Their faces were filled with worry and tension; many clenched fists or exchanged anxious glances.

Cynthia furrowed her brow tightly, scanning the crowd before turning to David, "Commander, according to the latest intelligence, the energy in those three faith towers has drastically decreased. We must dispatch support troops quickly, or the consequences will be unimaginable."

David’s brow was steady as iron; he rose and approached the window, gazing toward the direction of the Frosty Winter tundra.

Outside the window, snow and wind blurred, silhouetting the distant towers as if hidden and appeared.

He said solemnly, "’Chaos Scripture’ may be the basis of the code, but in the face of this Dark Divinity, we need to respond more resiliently and swiftly ...

Sofia’s existence is an extremely dangerous threat that cannot be simply compromised."

In the council hall, whispers echoed in the air, someone quietly mumbled, "Does this mean a new disaster is about to occur?

If the ’Frosty Winter Barrier’ collapses, what kind of catastrophe will we face?"

At this time, the sky suddenly transformed, a heavy, dark violet thunderstorm streaked across the sky; like a giant serpent coiled in the sky, writhing and twisting.

Under the lightning’s illumination, people’s hearts trembled, involuntarily lowering their heads in prayer or gripping weapons to prepare for unknown impacts.

Far near the faulty towers, there was a commander anxiously stepping forward, "Report! The core Spiritual Power fluctuations in the tower have abnormally weakened; we detected a massive convergence of Shadow Energy rapidly taking place."

On the other side, a guard howled in agony on the ground, helplessly struggling from the sudden invasion by the miasma of evil souls.

The air became saturated with a corrosive breath, an alien energy twisting the vision as if struggling in a cold nightmare, unable to escape.