Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 1299: Chapter 605: Time Hourglass Collapse

”We must divide our forces: Hill will lead the Holy Knight Order to continue hunting the remnants of the Eternal Night Council;

Liya will personally lead the team deep into the 7th Floor of the Abyss to discover and grasp the secret of the ’World Anchor’ as soon as possible.” David’s gaze was resolute. ”Cynthia and Lucia are tasked with drafting auxiliary protection and emergency support plans, while I oversee the overall coordination and soul guidance.”

Liya stepped forward, her demeanor solemn, as if a fierce flame burned within her.

”This is our mission, no matter how complex the traps may be, we will brave all obstacles, protecting the last hope for the Silver Moon Race and the entire continent!”

Cynthia moved to one side, placing the Frost Longsword into the carved center of the stone table, emitting a cold, dazzling light like a winter blade.

”The Frost Barrier will protect the expedition team. Any anomaly must not be underestimated, but I will not let the enemy touch the sacred domain!”

Lucia followed closely, raising her hands slightly, gathering arcane flows from her palms, quickly forming a complex array.

”I will ensure that the flow of time remains stable and assist in breaking any forbidden seals. This is crucial for us!”

Hill’s expression became solemn, as determined as a tiger descending a mountain: ”My soldiers are ready. We will penetrate behind enemy lines at the earliest opportunity, confronting all lurking threats to ensure the main force’s smooth completion of the mission!”

The Priest Corps leader sighed gently, gazing at the slightly bright eastern sky where the clouds spread like blood-stained silk.

”A new day has risen, but darkness still rages. This battle will only become more difficult. May the gods protect us, so that dawn will not be extinguished before dark devours all...”

Inside the hall, the lights flickered, like stars adorning the night sky.

These determined guardians stood firm before history’s great wheel, building a spiritual barrier of flesh and blood, forging an insurmountable wall of faith.

They knew that as long as the flame within their hearts remained unextinguished, even the collapse of heaven and earth could usher in a new order and hope.

At this moment, a brand-new journey was unfolding, and they were about to embark towards the ultimate crossroads of destiny — ”The 7th Floor of the Abyss,” an area known as the ”Realm of the End.”

There, they would face the harshest test of humanity and strength trials...

David’s gaze never left the Star Gnomon for a moment, his brows slightly furrowed.

He understood that only by experiencing the secrets of the 7th Floor of the Abyss personally could he completely decode this complex temporal enigma.

”Time corridor...” he murmured to himself, a feeling beyond words stirred within his chest.

He walked slowly toward the end of the secret chamber, where a dark passage emitted an eerie aura.

The cool air contained remnants of ancient magic, an imperceptible unease gradually spreading.

Under the gaze of everyone, David reached out to lightly touch a translucent, blue-and-white glowing door of time and space.

The door trembled as if alive, opening a crack in response.

He took a deep breath and stepped into the endlessly extending, interwoven corridor of time and space.

This passage was like traversing the veins of history’s torrents, surrounded by countless intertwined, flickering fragments of time, each reflecting different versions of past and future reality.

David surveyed his surroundings, a torrent of intense yet chaotic information rushing toward him.

Suddenly, a vivid scene appeared before him, as if sliced with bright light: the Ancient Mage Council deep within the forbidden Divine Hall, activating the ”Star Burning Plan.”

The council hall was grand yet chilling, hanging a massive burning array that roared like a giant celestial furnace.

The wizards wore black robes, their faces etched with determination and resolve, joining forces to concentrate countless magic power at the central anchor point, a destructive force gradually taking shape.

David saw the mingling expressions of pain and decision on these wizards’ faces, knowing the plan was unusually brutal, yet they had no other choice.

Only by purifying this ”World Anchor” with flames could they prevent the ancient prison from breaking and unleashing unimaginable demon power.

They used all their life’s learning to achieve destruction to reshape order.

However, just as the burning array was about to erupt in its most fierce sparks, a dark figure suddenly appeared from the shadows — it was the true form of the Pope.

Not the apparent Pope, but the real entity hidden beyond the time crack, existing between darkness and light!

His eyes were like condensed eternal night frost, reducing the wizards to dust, while simultaneously releasing hands that devour all energy between heaven and earth, seeking to seize control of the anchor point.

This was a mortal confrontation destined to rewrite the rhythm of the earth and shake the foundations of the cosmos!

David felt the chaos core within him trembling violently, the ancient seal seemingly masked here, his heart surged with unprecedented impact:

——”The anchor point is not only a spatial coordinate, but also the lock imprisoning ancient gods!

If control is lost, it will become the key to open the gates of Hell, triggering a calamity across worlds!”

Particles of time around the corridor burst explosively, countless historical fragments reorganizing and shattering, every movement bringing colossal impact, making it hard to endure mental pressure.

Yet David, relying on blood meditation, steadily grasped the rhythm, glimpsing the contours of the future and intertwining past truths into a web of clues.

The true form of the Pope sneered, ”Fate is but a disguise, I will ultimately rule all this! No matter how many obstacles, they cannot shake my command!”

The members of the Wizard Council had eyes filled with anger and determination, chanting complex and fierce spells, merging their souls and magic power into the burning array’s core.

As sparks shot forth, some white robes turned to ashes, while others held onto their faith, sacrificing their lives to protect the balance of the seal...