Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 1430: Chapter 670: The Awakening of the Contract Cycle_2

An invisible yet very real chain of information swiftly and mysteriously descended, efficiently tearing through the energy circulation path inside the mothership, preventing the corruption spores and black-purple tendrils from further devouring and expanding, feeling as though they were battered by a raging storm, powerless to resist, forced to retract and vanish into the pitch-black rift!

At the same time.

Accompanied by the Twilight Council’s high existence regaining control of the "Sand of Time," a gigantic ring constructed of pure time elements silently formed, revolving and rising around the mothership. Each periodic touch would distort the rules of reality, dragging the entire annihilation fleet into a layer-upon-layer endless loop of data from which they cannot escape.

Those who had not yet lost consciousness and communication abilities exclaimed, "What’s happening? Our world is continuously reversing and repeating as if it has crashed!

There is no escape! Completely fallen into a dead silent illusion realm!"

In the ruin-like wrecked space environment, various mechanical devices ceased operation, and the expressions of numerous crew members were filled with panic and despair, while what they experienced became part of the eternal loop prison...

Yet at this moment.

A wisp of warmth released from the "Silver Moon Apparition" suddenly traversed the boundaries of multiple data folds, transforming into a stable protocol output code to combat the harsh extreme environmental impact, offering hope for continuity to the New Epoch Legion still stubbornly resisting.

With its restraint, although the coding of the "Void Watcher" network was not completely severed, it was significantly weakened, effectively delaying people’s descent into a completely lost state, hoping to find a breakthrough with the remaining trace of free will...

The large holographic projection in the Northern Command Hall lit up again, and all battle data indicators were rapidly readjusting to optimize the defense system configuration.

The air seemed to finally ease a bit; soldiers exchanged affirming glances with each other, no longer fearing death because they knew:

As long as the shield exists, even in the face of catastrophe a dawn can be found;

As long as the belief is firm, even falling into the abyss will eventually lead to a resurgence...

The night remained heavy and oppressive, but the faces of every member of the New Epoch Legion were full of unyielding bravery.

David stood beside the altar where numerous ancient texts were gathered, recovering from the massive soul contract exhaustion while continuing to examine the fragmented but precious important information he had snatched from the secret vault.

Hilvia sat at the front of the altar, holding the scepter of decree, her icy blue pupils shimmering with a sharp light like ice.

She softly chanted ancient spells, as the runes on the top of the scepter flickered, as if a magnificent and complex information barrier was being woven, providing the most solid information shield and protection for the action.

Annie sat at the data console with a furrowed brow, the fine beads of sweat on her forehead glinting crystalline under the bluish holographic shine.

Her hands quickly tapped the virtual keyboard, and each command weaved precise and rapid layers of defense and decryption protocols.

The time folding effects brought by the "Sand of Time" were gradually manifesting, but they also brought great computational pressure and risk fluctuations.

"According to the latest feedback," Annie reported in a low voice, "the time loop created by the ’Sand of Time’ has stabilized at 72 hours.

This is our only window to counter the annihilation fleet and the ’Void Watcher’ information storm.

Once the cycle ends, everything resets, we must complete the core retrieval mission as soon as possible."

David took a deep breath, turning to look at the elite soldiers assembled in the hall.

This team was formed by strict selection and special training, each one emitting an undeniable potential energy.

They feared neither the burden brought by their blood nor the impending deadly battles.

"This is our last chance," David’s voice was sonorous and powerful, each word resonating in everyone’s heart.

"Within 72 hours, we must penetrate the annihilation fleet formation and strike directly at the mothership core ’Entropy Inversion Furnace’, cutting off the enemy’s energy source and control hub.

Once successful, the entire battle situation will be completely rewritten."

Sofia stood by, her silver-white hair draped messily over her shoulders, yet her determined and stern gaze remained unyielding.

She gripped her sword hilt tightly, the initial flame energy burning brightly around her, like a sharp sword piercing through the night before dawn. "Commander, I will accompany the elite assault team.

I will use my shadow divine body to traverse and stealth, clearing the safest path for everyone."

Hilvia looked up at David, her firmness and sternness forming an invisible barrier, "We will provide full support at the Northern Fortress, and if in danger, immediately activate contingency plans to ensure your safe retreat."

As the air stagnated, a subtle but exceptionally clear information ripple emerged from the data interface Annie controlled, which was fused with the unique frequency signal released by the "Sand of Time", like a data tunnel piercing through chaotic fog and reaching the edge of reality.

As the ceremony reached its peak.

David stepped to the commanding platform’s center where a large decree array carved with ancient runes was positioned, slowly extending his left hand to embed the phase dagger, which had been repaired and strengthened by silver patterns, into the array’s central groove.

In an instant, countless blinding golden-blue sparks burst forth, leaving dazzling and magnificent traces throughout the hall, like a thousand stars falling from the night yet condensing into an eternal galaxy.

Then.

A large exospace portal constructed by pure multidimensional laws opened slowly, tearing the silent atmosphere like a rift, directly connecting the Northern Fortress’s interior to the annihilation fleet’s outer region.

This passage not only carried information flow, but also merged the initial flame, soul contract, and divine elements released by the Silver Moon Apparition, ensuring space stability and extreme defensive capability during the crossing.

The elite team entered the exospace gate one by one, their faces filled with unwavering determination, some gripping their weapons tightly, others taking deep breaths of the cold air.

At this critical moment, there was no fear, no hesitation—only the burning belief to safeguard the fire of order for the future!

Sofia led by example, sneaking ahead, her body slightly crouched, surrounded by the initial flame energy forming a thin flame shield, merging with the shadow power, carving a silver-blue lightning path in the black-purple chaotic mist, slicing through corrosive tendrils and eerie information fragments the enemy attempted to detect yet failed.

Under her lead, the team steadily advanced, continuously breaking through layers of defensive blockade, avoiding triggering enemy preset traps or abnormal information chain interference.

Meanwhile, in the command hall.

Hilvia adjusted the arrangement of the runes on the scepter of decree, ensuring the external barrier remained solid and impervious to any corruption spores.

Simultaneously, she continuously guided the resilient power of the contract to flow into the entire network system, strengthening encryption and decoding programs, countering the Twilight Council’s new round of high-tier information blockade and disruption command chain attacks.

Annie’s right hand hovered above the keyboard, slightly trembling, but her expression remained solemn and determined, fine-tuning decryption algorithms on the brink of intense computational pressure, while constantly adjusting the "soul contract" feedback loop parameters to ensure the new force within the commander could operate steadily and safely, not being devoured in backlash.

This was a test of extreme endurance, and more so, a challenge of willpower!

Under the shattered stars.

In the distance, the annihilation fleet mothership’s gigantic obsidian silhouette loomed faintly, its surface densely covered with clusters of corruption spores and spiraling black-purple tendrils spreading.

Under the influence of the time loop, this massive figure seemed eternally stagnant yet continually engaged in a destructive process of internal self-repair and transformation, its vast energy system spewing pulsing explosive waves, constantly stirring spatial distortion ripples around, exerting immense pressure on the New Epoch Legion, suffocatingly oppressive!

At its center, the "Entropy Inversion Furnace" stood as the mothership’s heart core mechanical device, constructed by dozens of massive nerve-like pipelines entwining each other, its surface covered with a thin metallic texture shell, reflecting spiraling red-purple flames, acting as an indispensable energy source sustaining the entire mechanical system’s operation and the advancement of the formatting plan, and also the target of this operation!