Wizard: Stronger through Marriage Chapter 1189 - 550: Crystal Explosion Suppresses the Insect Catastrophe

Reina charged onto the battlefield without hesitation, wielding the Silver Blade Longsword with precision. Each swing sparked bursts of lingering frost flames;

Amy at the back chanted prayers incessantly, using pure Magic Power to purify the damaged atmosphere and imbue the team with a resilient Shield;

Liya unfolded a giant transparent Energy Shield, infusing it with Rune Power to form a sturdy defense grid, working in seamless coordination with David to create a multi-layer protection circle against the insane onslaught of unpredictable foes!

Yet, even with such difficult perseverance, the giant parasitic tentacles still twisted and coiled, mercilessly engulfing branches and leaves, causing the once lush and vibrant treetops to gradually wither and decay.

Spreading filaments, like webs, swiftly expanded, leaving a thick sense of decay in the air, making it hard for all life to breathe—these were the most evident signs of impending collapse!

Seeing the situation become increasingly dire, David hastened to employ a basic folding Skill, temporarily transferring parts of his body to a parallel dimension to evade blade and venom attacks, then counterattacking with a more fierce stance to sweep away threats, continuously severing filaments and consuming limbs.

However, each harvest couldn’t completely halt the deterioration trend, for the spread of pain had delved deep into the core roots, with the pressure of resistance increasing exponentially over time!

The sky suddenly roared with thunder, a shadow streaked across the sky—a swarm of giant Space-corroding Larvae released by Observers. They drew Energy from spatial folds, violently descending from multiple directions simultaneously attacking the perimeter shields of the protected area, causing the originally stable Time Freeze atmospheric Shield to start showing slight tremors and phenomena of temporary disappearance!

Warriors exclaimed in shocked disbelief, yet without the slightest intention to retreat. This catastrophe they had long prepared to face and vowed to defend the bottom line of their homeland. It was also a crucial Chapter in the destiny trial they must experience for the future they dream of...

Under the savage stars, human Warriors, Wizards, and allies of the Star Pupil Race formed an impregnable wall. They inspired each other’s beliefs and encouraged one another, together igniting the last twilight of life to withstand the invasion.

Everyone’s face was either pale or dripping with sweat, yet their eyes were steadfast and clear, for they knew: only by protecting this source brimming with hope and life miracles can they ensure the world does not completely fall into eternal darkness...

Nights grow deeper, snowflakes fall denser and more profusely.

A faint Silver Moon hung on the horizon, like a compassionate Watcher gazing at this entire tragic and grandeur scene.

Meanwhile, those Space-corroding larva swarms creeping and jumping on the broken glass-like spatial walls continued their frantic expansion. They relentlessly approached the heart’s vital location—the Holy Tree of the Star Pupil Race...

At the critical moment, a dazzling ice-blue Magic explosion suddenly appeared, instantly freezing a large cluster of evil parasites attacking, turning them into shattered Crystal blocks.

The Spellcaster was none other than Amy. Her cheeks flushed with a hint of ash, yet her gaze was exceptionally bright, "I cannot fall!"

She panted repeatedly, "Even if I give it my all, I must gain a respite for everyone!"

Those frozen Crystal blocks crumbled into powder, blown by the wind, the frozen spores losing vitality and promptly dissolving and retreating. This brief tranquility became a precious interlude amid the battle.

The cold winds of the Far North remained as cutting as blades, with snowflakes fluttering in the night, reflecting off the ground that had undergone tribulations.

The air in the Holy Land of the Star Pupil Race was filled with the smell of gunpowder and decay, yet this oppressive atmosphere did not dissipate even after repelling the attack of Space-corroding larvae swarms.

Instead, the aftermath of the battle made this land seem heavier and more scorching.

At the center of the camp, near a simple temporary altar, Reina tightly held the Divine Remains Crystal in her hands, a Crystal collected from the Abyssal rift, full of ominous power and mysterious Energy.

Its surface cast a dim dark blue glow, constantly flowing like complex patterns of distorted waves from ancient times but simultaneously exuding a faint Abyssal corrosion aura.

"This thing..."

Reina murmured in a low voice, gaze intense, but more filled with resolute and bravery.

She knew this Divine Remains Crystal was not only extremely dangerous and difficult to tame but was also the key to reversing the current battle situation.

"David," Zelros’ voice echoed deeply, cutting through the cold wind, yet carrying a hint of urgency, "though these swarms are strong, they are very sensitive to extradimensional biological remnants.

If we can transform the Divine Remains Crystal into bait, lure them to consume it, then let the Crystal self-destruct..."

"Self-destruct?"

Amy frowned, gently caressing the Frost on her forehead, "Wouldn’t that also trigger a massive spatial fluctuation? Wouldn’t the risk be too great?"

"But if we don’t quickly curb the spreading swarm tide, our entire Holy Land might fall."

Zelros stated firmly, "This is the last hope."

At this moment, Reina had already fully focused on the Divine Remains Crystal in her hands, her eyes frozen like Ice, channeling the Frost Wolf Bloodline Power to the limit while deploying the Star Pupil Race’s millennia-old Refining Casting Technique—converting the originally chaotic and destructive potential of unstable Spatial Energy through high-frequency resonance technology into a device capable of triggering intense oscillation and directional explosion.

She closed her eyes, focused her mind, fists trembling slightly, each thought seemed to struggle against the deepest inner fear of darkness and the temptation of destruction.

Outside, the wind and snow roared, like thousands of galloping horses and troops between heaven and earth, yet she seemed to be in an infinitely lonely, Time Freeze realm.

This refining was not only a technique, but a battle of will and soul.