Wizard: Stronger through Marriage Chapter 1138 - 524: Quantum Storm (Part 2)

Perfectly resonating with the surrounding anti-entropy airflow.

"This is our era.

We will master our own lives!"

Raising their heads high.

The two fought shoulder to shoulder, drenched in blood.

And that vast, mysterious, and unpredictable cloud of chaos probability spreading across the heavens and earth—it not only devours the rules.

But also nurtures hope.

Pushing them to a brand new pinnacle!

Chapter 39: The Lament of the Entropy Core

On the shattered battlefield.

The air seemed to be torn into countless tiny fragments.

The sound waves penetrated the fundamental structure of all matter.

Turning once unbreakable rocks, steel, and even energy fields into the invisible.

That sound wave was not an ordinary vibration.

But a frequency with a strong destructive law impact force.

As if directly disintegrating the strong nuclear force.

Causing all microscopic particles to be unable to stably combine.

The heavens and earth resonated with cries of lamentation.

As if it was the first sound of creation.

Yet it carried the chill of apocalypse.

At the center of this torrent of sound waves.

A giant Molten Core Throne floated in the void.

It was woven from scorching molten metal and energy crystals.

Like the most primitive and searing undying flame core in the cosmos.

However, at this moment.

Its howls tore through the barriers of time and space.

The sound was profound, shrill, and filled with an uncontrollable sorrow.

As if the essence of the cosmos was shouting.

David stood before the throne.

His features were rugged like a sculpture.

But his eyes were solemn and profound.

That heart was no longer a normal human physiological organ.

It was transformed by him into a Chaos Furnace—a new core capable of bearing and fusing chaos energy, controlling the operation of the laws of space-time.

His chest heaved violently.

But he no longer required breath or oxygen support.

His face was covered with fine crystalline patterns.

That was the ice-blue luster of neural crystallization.

Glowing with a dim cold light between the shadows.

"The Molten Core Throne has been operating over capacity for too long."

David whispered.

He stretched out his fingers to gently touch the scorching surface.

Yet felt no burning sensation.

"This howling of creation level.

Is not just a resonance of metal and energy.

It’s more like a painful outcry from a living entity."

The air trembled.

He could feel each vibration striking the depths of his marrow.

That frequency synchronized perfectly with his heartbeat—as if a whole struggling painfully.

Yet they resonated, depending on each other.

Reina stood by his side.

Her brow was furrowed.

Her pupils, split into a dual-ring structure, fixedly stared at the burning throne.

"This means... we are connecting not only mechanics and law.

But a deeper will of life."

Her voice was low and filled with reverence.

"If heartbeat and howling resonate.

Would we not become an inseparable part of this lament?"

David nodded slightly.

"I have already upgraded and modified my heart into a Chaos Furnace.

Through it, I can absorb and adjust this extreme frequency.

But at the same time.

This also means I have abandoned the most basic physiological needs of humans."

His chest rose lightly.

No need for breath.

No need for blood flow.

He became an outsider in the torrent of time.

A new life beyond the rules.

Suddenly.

A strong tremor came from the depths of Hell.

The Chaos Core entity within the ancient seal sensed this unusual sound wave impact.

Stirring uneasily.

Although its enormous form was still locked.

It began to have a great impact on the surrounding space.

For a moment.

The Earth trembled continuously.

The crater spewed bizarre thick smoke.

Gloom and darkness spread everywhere.

As if an unstoppable disaster was about to erupt.

"The howling not only ignited the material foundation.

But also disturbed a deeper seal."

Reina’s expression was grave.

She slowly gathered the information emerging in her ice-blue dual-ring pupils.

"This is a warning.

And a premonition.

We have touched upon one of the most forbidden secrets of the cosmos."

David gazed at the distant Earth, gradually darkening and distorting.

The corner of his mouth slightly raised.

Yet it couldn’t hide the heaviness in his heart: "Since this is so.

We must bear all these costs.

I will use my Chaos Furnace as the core.

To guide this pain into power."

He slowly closed his eyes.

His whole body exuded a chilling aura akin to the birth of stars.

Among the intense sound waves and violent spatial distortions.

The new type of neural network he constructed evolved at an astonishing speed.

Each pulse brought a soul interrogation.

Pushing the will of man to the edge of the limit.

The surroundings flickered light and dark.

The Earth cracked open, glowing red from the fissures.

Forming a sharp contrast with the night.

The sound echoed at the storm’s center, resonating and spreading, intertwined with an indescribable emotional entanglement.

Like the prelude to creation.

Or the elegy of the apocalypse.

At this moment.

On the brink of entropy and order.

They stood at the center of the cross-border storm.

Writing a new Chapter of destiny with their existence!

Reina tightly gripped the sword hilt.

She looked ahead at the flame burning burning yet not completely obliterated.

"We cannot let the wailing drown out hope.

This power will be the sole cornerstone to reshape the future."

David opened his eyes.

The intertwined blue and purple colors in his pupils radiated an endless pattern of stars.

He knew.

This path is full of thorns.

And destined to be lonely.

But it is also the only way to transcend the shackles of the mundane!

A thunderous roar between heaven and earth.

Accompanied by indescribable sound waves sweeping across the Earth.

Numerous restrictive rules gradually unraveled.

They stepped onto the threshold of a new era—there.

There lies infinite possibilities.

And eternal solitude awaiting them to face!

On the battlefield.

The gale suddenly ceased.

The smoke dissipated.

Everything seemed to fall into dead silence.

The air was permeated with a stagnant oppressive breath.

As if even time itself had frozen.

The remnants of ruins in the distant cast mottled shadows under dim light.

Every inch of the wreckage was covered by this silent stasis.

Cynthia stood amidst the desolate ruins.

She slowly raised her hands.

A gentle yet resilient light burst from her fingertips.

Like dawn piercing through the mist.

The light gradually amalgamated into a large and flawless amber sphere.

Enclosing the entire battlefield along with the shattered figures and whistling dust within.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

Countless tiny particles silently suspended.

The flow of time abruptly stopped.

All movements around halted instantly—even the faintest breath and heartbeat seemed frozen in eternity.

Cynthia gently closed her eyes.

Her expression was both determined and serene.

At this moment.

She was not merely sealing the space.

But placing the entire battlefield in an independent and static timeline - a new realm forged by its integration with time.

Within this realm.

The entropy value remained constant.

Whether it be the blood oozing from wounds or fractured breaks.

They would eternally remain in the injured state.

Neither healing.

Nor worsening.

She slowly opened her eyes.

In those eyes flickered a translucent quantum-like hazy yet brilliant light.

Like the fragments of a star river in the cosmic abyss.

No longer entirely belonging to mortal flesh.

But perfectly merged with this static flow of time.

"This is Time Amber..."

She whispered.

"It not only seals the space.

But firmly controls the entropy value - letting wounds not heal.

And preventing disasters from further spreading."

A faint glow appeared on the inner wall surface of the surrounding amber sphere.

In those crystal-clear places, fine and complex textures faintly visible.

Those textures astonishingly similar to the legendary "Wedge of Order."

This mysterious substance regarded as a crucial pillar maintaining the order of the Cosmos.

And now surprisingly having the same source as this solidified time material.

Throwing one into deep cognitive upheaval: Controlling chaos and order is not oppositional.

Perhaps both originate from a deeper unified law of the Cosmos.

Cynthia lightly stroked the pendant on her chest.

It was a small crystal containing ancient temporal codes.

Akin to the amber sphere in her hand, echoing each other.

Like two mirror images reflecting endless possibilities.

At this moment.

She not only became a Guardian of time.

But also became part of the nexus connecting multiple laws.

Suddenly.

Her gaze touched upon a faint pattern within the seal.

It was a series of strange symbols carved into the inner wall.

Seemingly random yet extremely rhythmic—upon careful examination, suddenly discovered.

This turned out to be important annotation by the Observer Civilization regarding David’s date of final judgment!