Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 1255: Chapter 583: Holy Light Assault

These runes carry the dual powers of Ice Magic and the Soul Law, marking her important milestone in breaking through to the Sixth-Ring Mage, and serving as a key for her to gradually assume greater responsibilities and deeper bonds of fate.

All around, the core members of the Witch Coven stood solemnly. They wore cloaks symbolizing different ranks and power levels, and each face was filled with anticipation and respect.

The air was suffused with a subtle scent of herbs and pine, merging with soft lighting to create a mysterious yet harmonious atmosphere.

Cynthia—Liya’s unwavering and powerful guardian—stood at one side of the altar, calm and vigilant like a goddess of protection.

Her gaze occasionally swept over the surrounding defense arrays, her brow reflecting a deep and sharp vigilance. This duty made her expression exceptionally focused, but her eyes also revealed a deep expectation for Liya’s breakthrough success.

Outside the tower, there was a temporary calm. The land of the Silver Moon Kingdom was painted with a gentle pink and purple hue by the twilight, but this calm was only a facade—Reina guarded alertly at the outermost defense node of the tower, her magic staff in hand, her gaze as sharp as a hawk’s, each breath heavy and focused.

This defense point is a crucial node connecting the core magic net of the material realm, and should any disturbance occur, she must respond immediately to safeguard the entire kingdom.

A cold and stern expression occasionally passed over Reina’s face, fleeting with a hint of fatigue, but more so with firm conviction—she knew this was not just a duty, but a necessary stand for the safety of countless future lives.

At this moment, she seemed to transform into a barrier, keeping all hidden dangers at bay, allowing this land a brief respite of peace.

Back at the center of the altar, Liya exuded a faint chill, a rhythm of frost interwoven with the soul ripples in the void, forming a unique cadence.

Every breath seemed to draw in millennia of snowmelt, as if feeling the endless waves of starlit soul tides crashing against her chest.

Within her spiritual being, the chain representing the Sixth-Ring energy flow slowly extended and fortified. It was not a cold mechanical reaction, but a heartbeat-like sublimation, an irreversible step into a new era of greater power.

She closed her eyes and gently traced the last intricately designed rune in the air, connecting all the preceding Chapters, consolidating the power accumulated from the Fifth Ring into an ultimate pure form, laying a solid foundation for the forthcoming eruption.

A subtle current threaded through her fingertips, yet it was exceedingly gentle, like a summer night’s breeze stirring the ripples on a heart’s lake, making one feel both exhilarated and at peace.

”Maintain stability... Concentrate all your attention...” the old witch, her mentor, keenly perceived the rhythm change within Liya and softly reminded, like the soft whisper beneath the roots of an ancient tree, ”Your spirit must be like the surface of the frozen lake, unbreakable yet unfrozen.”

During the ritual, a series of low chants arose gradually from the sides, the entire Witch Coven collectively awakening the Soul Resonance of natural elements, casting a secret spell aligning with the Arcane of the starry heavens.

The voices layered, sometimes like intricate clock pendulums striking, sometimes like ancient rivers scouring rocks, clear and long, continuously permeating every participant’s most hidden corners, guiding them into a transcendent state of resonance and exchange!

At this moment, there was no external disturbance, no war smoke, no noisy arguments;

Only the gazes of everyone inside this ancient tower were firmly fixed on the young girl about to step into a new realm, a wholly devout awe mixed with an indescribable respect.

Time seemed to stretch infinitely, each moment becoming precious and exceptionally significant.

The air remained cold and dry, yet through this ritual, it transformed into possessing a Life Force perception ability.

”Tick-tock, tick-tock,” the sound of clockwork matched the rhythm of breaths, converging at the center of the space into an unseen yet tangibly existing large energy vortex, as if the sole source of order between heaven and earth!

Suddenly, a pale blue lightning slashed through the void, striking the complex woven target rune chain directly!

Accompanied by the intense crackling of electrical fire, the activated part instantly burst into radiant brilliance, like stars abruptly illuminating the winter night sky!

Liya suddenly opened her eyes, her clear pupils reflecting the oncoming wave of ice energy, while a steadfast smile lightly raised at her brow: ”It is completed...I have entered the Sixth Ring.”

Onlookers erupted into low expressions of admiration, with some even moved to tears, for they knew this marked a critical turning point in the future war;

More people silently prayed and hoped the new strong could lead the kingdom to the dawn!

However, just as the atmosphere of celebration was mounting, from afar beyond the tower, in the pitch-black corners of the wilderness, an unusual tremor suddenly echoed, a vague yet extremely dangerous information ripple silently spreading...

It was a prelude to yet-unrevealed impending catastrophe, under the seemingly peaceful and balanced surface, a torrent was surging restlessly...

Inside the tower, at the moment Liya stepped into the Sixth Ring, the entire space was filled with intertwining sacred and cold energy never felt before.

Beside her, the rune chains on the altar glimmered with a silver-blue light, splendid as cosmic stars, each wave tugging the rhythm of ice and soul laws between heaven and earth.

Liya’s brow slightly furrowed as she sensed the increasingly strong elemental soul waves from outside, a premonition of unrest that shook one’s spirit and couldn’t be ignored.

She extended her arm, slowly drawing the final strokes of runes in the void, those symbols spinning and revolving like living beings, as if summoning the oldest and most profound forces between heaven and earth.