Wizard: Stronger through Marriage Chapter 1191 - 551: Puppet Army Commands the Giant Beasts

"Keep talking; we can’t wait for the disaster to strike and be caught off guard!"

The white mist from everyone’s breath flickered with the rhythm of the rune array, resonating, while the atmosphere weighed heavily like chains tightening around their hearts.

Liliana closed her eyes, gradually sinking her consciousness into the source of the badge within her, as if traversing through layers of spatial mist, exploring through the countless rifts of parallel dimensions.

There, she saw those bizarre beings hidden in the darkness, transforming into shapeless shadows that interweave their wills within the void rifts, merging and living with the power of chaos.

The observers, like manipulating a giant net, were plundering energy from every world with their cruel and brutal methods, gradually corroding and devouring them.

"They don’t just want to remain spectators..."

The voice was low and full of threat, "They further attempt to corrode the originally sacred and pure temporal and spatial veins of our earth here, causing the rifts to expand continuously, and use the ’abyssal badge’ to link the minute rifts between multiple realms, achieving cross-dimensional collaborative invasion!"

Everyone was shocked in their hearts; this meant they were facing a larger and more complex problem that couldn’t be solved merely with brute force, a highly intelligent, large-scale planned, and cross-dimensional influential hostile group!

Zelros appeared pale but soon regained his composure, clenching his fist and swearing, "No matter the cost, we must not let these dark forces succeed! The belief of our people is our shield!"

Amy slowly approached the altar, gently touching the rune stone slab with her hands, causing it to emit a gentle, sacred radiance that increased the defensive barriers of the entire communication magic array, to withstand any potential illegal interference and soul invasion risks.

"I will reinforce the spell barrier; you should start preparing the response plan.

If what you say is true, we must prepare early, to avoid falling into a completely passive situation."

Reina’s muscles tensed as she lifted her head to gaze at the deepest part of the night sky, her eyes burning with a fierce fighting spirit, "I swear, no matter how hidden the enemy is, we will drag them out and cut off all their evil roots with sharp blades!"

David finally looked towards the direction outside the gate where fragments of space floated, the area still glowing red and purple, like a wounded place crying out in agony.

He knew this was only the prologue of a long night, and the true darkness had yet to unveil its veil...

The air grew heavier, condensing into an oppressive suffocating pressure, swallowing their vision as if by nothingness, causing everyone’s heartbeat to gradually accelerate.

Yet, at the same time, they supported each other, transmitting unwavering belief: as long as the community retained hope, it could withstand any flood of despair!

At this moment, a small but blazing radiant glow like a flame swiftly dashed across the distant sky, slicing through the clouds, traversing from the desolate wilderness to the center of the camp, illuminating the darkest moment before dawn with a brief glimpse of light...

This came from allies’ friends cross-dimensional, encouragement from another distant time and space, and was the only real testament to the victorious belief that future glory was certain!

With this luminous flash, including David, Reina, Amy, and Zelros, many gazed towards the path ahead, feeling an indescribable, long-lasting warm and encouraging force surging from the depths of the soul:

The frigid wind of the Far North grew more biting, and the barren ice field glimmered with piercing cold under the bright moonlight, as if the entire world was frozen in an instant.

In the camp, just after experiencing the aftershocks of a divine remains crystal explosion, the air remained heavy, enshrouded in an invisible shadow of crisis.

Outside the Holy Land of the Star Pupil Race, the remains of the defeated insect swarm and the frost-crystallized parasitic limbs scattered about, resembling an eternal static elegy on the battlefield.

David stood outside the tent, his cloak fluttering harshly in the cold, yet his gaze was full of determination without any retreat.

He took a deep breath of the cold air, emitting strands of white mist through his nostrils, unable to conceal the heat and determination within.

He knew this land was not yet safe, with a greater darkness lurking.

"We must protect the earth vein nodes."

David’s hands trembled slightly, gathering his deep magic power slowly within.

This time, he would no longer rely solely on external forces, but instead, personally split his spirit, fragmenting his soul into countless pieces to control thousands of frost puppets.

The sky was filled with dense clouds, with electric flash and thunder faintly flickering in the distance.

Snowflakes mixed with frost particles fluttered down, swirling and dancing in the air silently yet full of a chilling murderous atmosphere.

The surrounding environment grew increasingly cold, the piercing chill seemingly penetrating to the marrow, making one involuntarily tense up.

"Lord David, this is the last line of defense."

Zelros said in a low voice, holding his longsword, his expression as firm as iron, but unable to hide his worry in his eyes.

"If this foundation crumbles, it won’t just be the sacred tree; our entire star system might fall into darkness."

David nodded slowly, not saying much.

He sidestepped towards the multitude of frost puppets lined up orderly outside the camp, awaiting orders to activate.

These puppets stood about two meters tall, constructed entirely from heavy transparent ice crystal, flashing a mystic white glimmer in the moonlight and eerie blue flame, with each joint carved with runes and ancient inscriptions. Although silent, they contained boundless lethal intent.

He placed his hand near his chest, where a ghostly blue soul fire surged out from within, sweeping across his body like a fiery soul flame, then splitting into numerous tiny fire lines, probe into the puppets.

As these blue currents entered, each puppet’s eyes instantly ignited with chilling ghostly blue soul fire, the flames like everlasting beacons deep within mountain cold pools, bizarre and mysterious.