Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 1200: Chapter 555: Armor Devourer II

Sweat slid down David’s cheek from his forehead, but his gaze was sharp as a blade, piercing through the mist, adding to his resolute and fierce aura!

”I did it...” he whispered, yet filled with awe, ”Ice and fire... meld into my body, I will use them to resist the darkness eroding my soul!”

The crowd instantly gathered around, all showing expressions of excitement and awe.

The night sky enveloped the Earth like thick ink, the gale roaring angrily across the wilderness, carrying the chill and icy snow, sweeping over every inch of bare earth.

The distant mountains reflected a faint silver light under the moonlight, like giant beasts in slumber lurking between heaven and earth.

The tents in the camp swayed with the wind, while the flames spurting from the campfire contrasted sharply with the cold night sky, yet appeared lonely and helpless.

David stood at the center of the camp, his body covered in the newly formed bone armor, the translucent gray-white bone armor shimmering with the intertwining ghostly light of ice and flames in the firelight.

The gray spots on his left arm slowly spread, creeping upward through the wrist, over the elbow, and extending to the neck, the blotches dull as ash yet seeming to squirm with life.

Each inch of spread was accompanied by intense stabbing pain, as if countless blades were slashing through the skin into the marrow.

His pupils began to change, gradually transforming from deep blue to narrow vertical pupils, like the eyes of the fierce Wolf Race, emitting a cold and sharp light in the darkness.

It was a roaring instinct awakened from the depths of the bloodline, a fury born of the devouring flames to fight against the darkness.

The air suddenly froze, a suffocating ominous aura emanating from the perimeter of the camp.

Amy and Reina immediately alert, looking toward the emptiness afar, at the spatial rift, a twisted shadow emerging—transformed by the Hell Lord’s avatar.

They stood tall and vicious, their bodies entwined with fierce scarlet flames, blocked by the ice wall barrier, but the avatar was attempting to break through this impenetrable shield woven by David’s Power of Bloodline and ancient magic at astonishing speed.

”It’s here.”

Zelros gripped his sword hilt, his brow furrowed, eyes sharp as a falcon, ”This time, it initiated the attack, we must rely on David to fully resist!”

David felt the hot and cold forces raging inside him, taking a deep breath, his muscles tensed like cast iron.

Slowly closing his eyes, a vast and ancient wolf howl erupted from deep in his throat, the sound piercing the night sky, shaking heaven and earth, echoing through the distant valleys.

Instantly, his body began to swell violently, expanding from the form of a man to tens of meters high, the skin surface boiling with gray flames, the bone armor becoming harder and sharper, transforming into a massive gray giant wolf of hundreds of meters, his entire being flowed with the force of soul frenzy and burning!

The temperature in the air soared and plunged, countless snowflakes instantly evaporating into mist, and the ice wall barrier seemed on the verge of collapse from the intense energy impact.

The Lord’s avatar opened its blood-red eyes, releasing formidable magical might, shouting fiercely, ”Mortal, do you think you can stop me? I am the master of Purgatory, boundless scorching and your body and soul fused into a furnace!”

Before the words were finished, he was overshadowed by the roar of David transformed into a giant wolf!

The massive claw strike whipped up a gale of storm and snow, tearing the void into countless fragments; gray flames swept the surroundings, enveloping and burning the enemy;

The wolf’s eyes shot soul-chilling beams, instilling terror into the enemy’s heart—the battle entered a fevered stage!

The giant wolf leaped, carving a dazzling arc in mid-air, shredding the Lord’s avatar’s body with a thunderous force, each bite accompanied by explosive soul shock waves, leaving the opponent nearly incapable of gathering power to resist.

The Lord screamed continuously, but the fiery core ”seed” within it had yet to be fully destroyed.

This fiery core seemed the essence of its power, also its lethal weakness.

Faced with a perilous situation, David suddenly opened his mouth, using his devourer’s instinct to suck that core forcefully into his belly.

A wave of devouring surged through his soul, causing his body unbearable pain, yet bringing an unprecedented eruption of power!

After the battle, dew and residual moisture condensed on the leaves and branches around the tents, also in the air, pervading a thick yet smoke-scent faded sense of rebirth.

Amy quickly approached, seeing David crouched on the edge of a rock, yet feeling his body still wield unspent might.

His face was pale but his gaze sharper, the spots on his left arm extended to the neck, the vertical pupils shining with nuclear fuel-like forged will: ”This is... the bloodline mutation accelerated.”

Amy frowned deeply, ”Your body has started to fuse with Hell’s icy flame and Frost Wolf essence, this state not only dangerous, but also heralds more unknown changes.”

Reina gathered her long hair over her shoulders, silently observing the scene ahead with complex eyes, constantly analyzing the data: ”We must develop new antidotes or sealing techniques, otherwise...”

She instinctively clenched her fist before finishing, ”Otherwise we will all be engulfed in a greater catastrophe.”

Zelros lightly tapped his sword tip against the ground, speaking in a deep voice, ”We now possess stronger weapons, but also bear a heavier burden.

This war has just begun, there is no retreat!”

At dawn, the heavy snow gradually stopped, the earth wrapped in silver, dyed a golden glory by the morning sun.

The distant mountain peaks tinted pale gold by the rising sun, but deep within the earth, an imperceptible abnormal air begins to stir.

The Earth veins’ pollution temporarily subsided, the chaotic energy once rampant seems restrained, but the ionized sensation in the air still lingers.

The camp surrounding still bears the heavy scent of Frost and smoke intertwined, every gust of wind carrying a hint of chill and unease.

Here, the flames of war seem temporarily halted, but the undercurrent is deeply hidden beneath this land.

The Star Pupil Race Holy Land is situated at the heart of the Extreme North Cold Land, the millennia-old ice-bound earth like a crystal-clear jade wall embedded between heaven and earth.

Beneath the thick ice, ancient forces lie dormant, also the most sacred and inviolable domain in people’s hearts.

However, this sanctity is being stealthily nurtured by unknown darkness.

Between the ice layers, a secret shadow quietly writhes, like new life churning beneath dead water.

The shadow’s shape is indefinite, semi-transparent, seemingly composed of countless tiny life forms, its outline gradually solidifying, yet intermittently disappearing, making it difficult for the naked eye to capture its true form.

The air trembled slightly, an oppressive feeling spread from deep underground, like an unseen giant serpent silently crawling out, ready to swallow the last wisp of peace in this world.

The atmosphere in the tent is unusually tense, Amy frowning tightly, her fingers lightly caressing the data panel inscribed with the Star Pupil Race’s ancient runes, the curves on it faintly showing abnormal energy fluctuations.

”Although the pollution has temporarily paused, chaos energy has penetrated deeper—into the world core.”

She whispered, ”What we are facing is not just surface disturbances, but the entire continent’s foundation being undermined.”

Reina stood beside, leaning slightly to scrutinize the instrument screen, her eyes flashing with a mix of calm and worry.

”From the monitoring data, the source of those abnormal waves points to the most core area of the Star Pupil Race Holy Land.”

She pointed at the glowing point in the center of the screen, ”There, beneath the ice, a writhing shadow appeared, preliminarily identified by us as the ’Dimensional Parasite Embryo’—left by the Observer used to erode multiple dimensional laws and reality foundations as a heterogeneous seed.”

Zelros spoke in a deep voice, ”The embryo’s hatching means multidimensional space rules will be torn apart, we must find a way to stop it swiftly, otherwise even space itself will collapse.”

Rune lanterns hung at the four corners of the tent, their soft blue-purple light illuminating everyone’s faces, each person’s eyes filled with tension and determination.

David sat quietly, the gray-white spots on his left arm had spread to the neck, vertical pupils glinting unyieldingly like a sharp Falcon in the night sky.

He gently clenched his fist, each pulse of his bloodline bringing searing pain, yet also making him even stronger.