Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 1416: Chapter 663: Ember Ignition (Part 2)

It seems to have activated the self-destruct mechanism, simultaneously transmitting a whole set of massive data packets through energy pulses to distant places.

The instrument displays codes suspended in mid-air, quickly captured and translated, revealing a countdown indicator:

"Universe formatting progress 89%"

The numbers on the screen slowly decrement, each number’s change accompanied by massive data shockwaves shaking the battlefield, akin to the cosmic core being sliced and reorganized, making souls tremble.

Annie’s expression is grave as she stares at the translation interface on the screen, holographic runes flickering incessantly, mumbling: "Formatting progress...

This means the Annihilation fleet is not merely invading; they attempt to completely format the Multi-Realm Cosmos, resetting all existence to zero!"

This message explodes like thunder in everyone’s hearts, countless individuals suddenly feeling unprecedented oppression and being engulfed by despair’s shadow.

They know that once the countdown reaches zero, it will mean a fatal breakdown of multi-layered plane structures, countless civilizations, and existences about to be wiped out completely!

At this moment,

The crack in the sky rapidly expands.

What was once vaguely a data fracture has become like a giant rift in the sky, tearing open the heavens.

From the purple abyss, annihilation energy streams continuously emerge, like endless dark whirlpools dancing madly, engulfing several surrounding subsidiary planes one by one.

Three gigantic space distortion gates open successively, each gate leads to a small independent world filled with distorted decrees and chaotic fluctuations.

These three subsidiary planes were once crucial ecological system support points within the Multiverse, also strong guardians of the Divine Kingdom.

Yet now, they are silently and slowly being swallowed into the center of devastation!

The Guard army formations instantly plunge into collapse and panic, but quickly restore order, holding weapons tightly against the continuously flowing chaotic torrents.

A soldier roars lowly: "We can’t let these portals fully open! Otherwise, the consequences are unimaginable!"

Liya furrows her brows, her gaze cutting through dense mist, looking at the ecological systems about to collapse and dissipate, she prays softly: "Life should not be so fragile, we must use our last strength to protect every inch of living vitality!"

Reina, though extremely exhausted, still raises the Elemental Scepter high, using stone and thunder to resist the expansion of fallen spore aftermath, "We can’t let destruction erode our foundation!"

Sofia leads the Knight Order valiantly charging, shuttling through shattered space to slay dark tendrils, gaining precious time for the defense line.

However, the anxiety on her face becomes increasingly evident because she knows this struggle will only become more difficult with the passage of time...

Annie rapidly computes at the control terminal, continuously adjusting the Titan Giant Statue defense parameters, while "Twilight Eye" fully stabilizes the time anchor point efficacy, her face showing faint worry.

"If formatting completes, even if we hold on, it will just be delaying..."

David stands atop a high platform, witnessing the frantic expansion of the void rift, every quiver shattering solid rocks into collapse.

He tightly grips his dagger, the flames of burning crimson and eerie blue intertwine in his eyes. "Tonight we are destined to write an epic, but maybe it’s a fallen epic."

The storm-stirred information dust seemingly heralds the impending apocalypse but also unleashes the final steadfast counterattack wave.

In this silent yet frenetic intertwined moment, everyone understands that this is not just a war but an ultimate test concerning all survival values and beliefs!

The information fissure at Crystal Song Plain, tearing the heavens like an endless abyss, devours light and order.

The corrupt torrent of the Annihilation fleet continually flows, corroding the last fragile barriers of spatial decrees.

In the storm’s center, dense purple-black clouds roll and dance wildly, like a giant beast of the night opening its bloody mouth.

David stands at the command hall’s center, a transparent domed building forged by combining ancient runes with High Tier technology.

The hall’s lights are dim yet exude a kind of heavy and sacred atmosphere.

Screens hang on the surrounding walls, holographic data and complex runes drift in the air, flickering like stars.

His eyes fixate on the giant battle projection map in front, the expanding information fissure writhing like a poisonous snake, seizing space.

His face is full of the intertwining lines of fatigue and determination, with knitted brows but a resolute expression.

"This situation is far graver than anticipated," he says in a deep voice, "We must find a breakthrough in this calamity intertwined with time and order."

Beside him, a faint blue light gradually condenses into form—Hilvia, Spirit of Law, she is the purest and most powerful decree guardian of the Divine Kingdom, also one of the sharpest execution forces of Multi-Realm order.

Her slim and tall figure is shrouded in a mysterious blue-silver glow, her clear and icy sharp eyes keenly surveying the surrounding data fluctuations.

"Commander," her voice is cold yet carries irresistible authority, "According to the latest monitoring data, the decree collapse rate in the core region we control has reached 47%."

Instantly, silence falls within the hall, this number like an invisible sword stabbing everyone’s chest.

Hilvia slowly extends her hand, sweeping a path of icy blue runes across the air, "The rule fault is expanding at an exponential rate, not only facing core structure disintegration but also having chain reactions affecting many surrounding subsidiary planes."

She lightly taps the projection map with her fingertips, those broken fissures gradually magnified into everyone’s view, various complex data streams accompanied by low rumbling echoing around.

"The Annihilation fleet releases ’Decree Dissolution Wave’ continuously eroding fundamental laws, and although our defense measures are effective, facing such intense impact can only temporarily slow the collapse pace."

Her tone is calm yet cannot conceal the sense of crisis, "If delay continues, it will lead to the complete collapse of the Multi-Realm core system."

David takes a deep breath, his gaze firm but voice heavy with burden: "This means...

We face not only enemies on the battlefield, but a massive disruption of the cosmos information structure itself."

Beside him, several senior generals have grave expressions, one speaking with a lowered voice: "Commander, what measures can we still take?

Currently, the ’Twilight Eye’ time anchor device has nearly reached its limit, how much longer it can hold is unknown."

Annie sits at the control panel, staring intently at the complex data flow, the holographic interface reflecting bright red warning signals.

"The time anchor can only temporarily pin the current node; as long as the formatting progress hasn’t reached zero, we still have hope...

But we need to initiate a higher level plan; otherwise, the situation cannot be reversed."

Upon these words, the entire place goes into an uproar.

Hilvia steps slowly to David’s side, combining her hands at her chest, inhaling the cold air to gather her resolve: "Commander, I suggest formally activating the ’Fire Seed Plan’"

"This plan is the highest secret, the only method from the time of creation allowed to directly intervene in the cosmic substrate structure, reversing the information destruction process."

Her tone is solemn, "By triggering and implanting the ’Primordial Fire Seed’, injecting newborn pure order energy into the system, there is hope that the dormant secondary life force in the Multiverse will awaken before overall collapse, creating a chance for rule reshaping from the root."

Everyone in the hall feels a force beyond past understanding and seemingly surpassing reality’s realm, an information flow power stemming from ancient memory, like dawn breaking through darkness illuminating the brink of the fallen land.

David remains silent for a moment, observing the expression on everyone’s faces: anxiety, determination, fear, or anticipation intertwined.

He knows this is a huge gamble, but it’s the only method capable of saving all beings currently!

He raises his right hand, clenching his fist, channeling all power into his heart’s position:

"Activate! No matter the cost, for the new era, for all life, we will never retreat!"

Instantly, the interior of the dome hall is engulfed by radiant golden-blue flames, those flames like an embodiment of will, rolling and burning in the air and rapidly spreading to every corner of the holographic network.

A new era decree filled with life and creativity begins to awaken, every cell seemingly awakened, ready to receive the baptism!