Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 1428: Chapter 669: Secret Seizure of the Time Sand (2)

She whispered the rhythm of the Holy Song, awakening the initial flame within her, a light that seemed able to pierce all gloom, cloaking her in the strongest armor.

At this moment, inside the command hall of the Northern Fortress.

David quietly stared at the data stream and simulated scenes displayed on the screen. The crimson gold and dusky blue flames on his silver-white armor flickered faintly, and an indescribable unease spread from his chest to his limbs and bones.

He closed his eyes for a moment and opened them again, his gaze seeming to penetrate the void, seeing the secret behind the struggles of all beings at the abyss’s end.

Hilvia sat in front of the altar, gripping the Scepter tightly with both hands. Her entire body was radiant with ice-blue runes, cutting through the spatial barriers like a blade of winter.

Her gaze was sharp as a glacier, yet revealed a trace of worry, "Time is quietly distorting, we must act quickly."

Anne frowned at the data console, constantly adjusting the encryption decoding program.

"The Watcher’s information encoding is becoming increasingly complex, and each interference feels like tearing space, but the opportunity brought by the ’Silver Moon Remnant’ cannot be missed."

Meanwhile.

Sofia finally stepped into the secret vault, where a strong, chaotic time fluctuation attacked from all directions, causing space to twist unstably.

The information streams on the walls seemed to reverse, existing simultaneously in both past and future, countless reflections overlapping, entangling the soul like a nightmare.

Sofia’s heartbeat accelerated as she sensed the intense resonance between the initial flame in her body and the Shadow Power, yet this turmoil challenged her mental limits.

Each step she took seemed to step into the ripples of history’s river, causing subtle tremors.

Amid this chaotic abyss, a vague illusion gradually became clear.

It was a terrifying yet glorious scene: the once bright and thriving Earth, blessed with endless vitality and order, where the Sun God Kingdom was facing cataclysmic disaster.

Amidst the intertwining flames and frost, countless structures collapsed with a roar, and endless lives turned to dust, drifting away in the sky full of ashes.

This illusion sounded like a long warning bell in Sofia’s heart, stirring an uncontrollable shock and sorrow deep within her soul.

Suddenly, a cold voice echoed from the depths of the void:

"Did you think capturing the ’Hourglass of Time’ would be so easy? The Twilight Council will not watch as you defile our sanctuary."

The figure that appeared before her was a High being cloaked in twilight, its face hidden in shadow, known as the Elder ’Eye of Twilight’.

He was surrounded by layers of information shackles, a power of Information Terminator beyond common sense, offering him an almost unbreakable information defense grid.

His voice was deep and mocking, "The price of using a Divine Artifact far exceeds your imagination; otherwise, why would we guard the ’Time Sand Secret Vault’ for years?"

Hilvia heard this, and the ice crystal on her forehead trembled slightly, yet she bit her lip firmly, "Regardless of the cost, we will never retreat! For the new era, and to protect the Multiverse!"

David furrowed his brow tightly, aware that this negotiation would decide the entire war’s outcome.

He responded gravely, "State your terms, or we will not easily compromise."

The Eye of Twilight gave a smile of complex and cunning meaning, slowly revealing the terms of the deal:

"Release an ancient deity sealed for millennia in the deepest part of the ’Time Sand Secret Vault’—the God of Conspiracy.

This is the greatest secret of our Eternal Night Council and the only key that can unleash the power of true transformation."

His voice carried a soul-stirring pressure, "Let him go, and you will gain the ’Hourglass of Time’ in my hands, or give up, and this place will forever remain an untouchable forbidden domain for you."

Everyone in the hall turned pale; this news was like a bolt from the blue, casting a heavier shadow over the already faltering new era.

The deity said to be sealed for years was a significant foreshadowing behind the crisis in Volume 8, its power enough to disrupt the cosmic balance and trigger a larger-scale catastrophe!

David remained silent for a long time, feeling the pain in his left arm yet more piercing was the weight of responsibility pressing upon him.

"If we truly agree to release this chain of fate, are we stepping onto a road of no return?"

Hilvia gripped the Scepter tightly, "Perhaps this is a trial, also a choice.

But as long as faith remains, we will fear no darkness!"

Anne held her breath, focusing on the holographic interface, constantly calculating risk data, "This is a gamble, but also a glimmer of hope...

We must carefully weigh each step’s direction!"

Sofia stood at the entrance of the "Time Sand Secret Vault," pressing the sword’s tip against the door frame, looking back at the distant stars, like the last ray of dawn before dawn.

"If this is the only path, I will personally face the challenge of fate, forging the future with faith!"

David stood at the command platform, the crimson gold and dusky blue flame gleaming on his silver-white armor, his left arm still ached dully, yet there was a newfound firmness and weightiness in his expression.

He slowly closed his eyes, clasping his hands together at his chest, standing the phase dagger upright upon his palm, the blade embodying the Scepter and Chaos Fire seeming also to sense the newborn resonance surging within.

Hilvia quietly knelt before the altar, her icy blue pupils fixed on the cold light shining from the Scepter’s top, tightly gripping the Scepter, her body trembling slightly.

She felt the fluctuation emanating from the depths of the ancient deity’s seal, a force swirling into her soul’s depths, invoking both terror and resolute faith.

Anne stood by the data console, beads of sweat like broken pearls sliding down her temple, yet she showed no signs of relaxation, her eyes fixed intently on the dancing information ripples on the screen, all her attention devoted to calculating potential risks and possibilities.

Her lips were slightly pursed, each breath seeming like a race against time.

Sofia leaned against the towering stone pillar, one hand gripping the sword hilt, the other holding her chest, steadying her breath.

Her silver-white hair, drenched in sweat yet still dazzling, those ice-blue eyes blazing with not just determination but a heavy sense of responsibility and fearlessness.

If David was the most brilliant flame within the fire of order, then Sofia was the toughest frost storm illuminating the Dark World.

"Commander," Hilvia’s voice, though low, was not without resilience, "This is the last step, the most perilous one.

Once the ’Soul Contract’ is signed, you will bear the extreme burden ancient forces bring, but it’s our only way to obtain the ’Hourglass of Time’."

David nodded slightly, slowly extending his left hand, the arm wounded by the Rule Disassembler, rebuilt with silver lines, now emanating a faint silver glow.

He gazed at the rune disc emerging in the Array’s center, interwoven with the complex, enigmatic information laws, like living data entities.

In this silent and solemn moment, he knew he bore not only individual fate but also the hopes of the entire New Era Order Corps and even the future continuity and reformation of the Multiverse.

"I am willing to accept this Contract," his voice was low and firm, "no matter what the cost, I will safeguard the last ember of order."

Hilvia began to chant ancient spells softly, each word seemingly imbued with the cosmic law’s essence, intertwining with the cold brilliance at the Scepter’s top, filling the entire hall with the sound of runes spinning, as if an ancient machine between heaven and earth was awakened once more.

Waves of silver and blue light expanded outwards from the Array’s center, covering the entire command hall and gradually penetrating the Northern Fortress’s outer information Barrier.

Anne focused her gaze on the emerging data flow graphics on the screen, swiftly inputting a series of complex codes, filtering noise in the information flow to utter precision while monitoring changes in "Void Watcher" signal interference.

At that instant, a slender rift-like virtual shadow suddenly appeared on the holographic interface, precisely a breakthrough, a growing framework of reality emerging from the Mist, waiting to be opened.

Sofia tightened her grip on the sword hilt, the initial energy fiercely burning throughout her body, sensing the precise capture of ’Time Sand Secret Vault’ core energy fluctuations from the remote signal location.