Wizard: Stronger through Marriage Chapter 1222 - 566: Code of the Altar Conflict_2

Magical explosions erupted in the air.

Each clash shattered the earth’s stones and the dust in the air.

"Now!"

David growled softly.

He quickly led the team across the edge of the battle during the chaos.

"Erin.

Watch your step.

Those rune traps are still active!

Reina.

Use a barrier to protect our rear!"

Beads of sweat formed on Erin’s forehead.

She lightly touched the booklet at her waist.

Continually reciting ancient curses to dispel the dangers lurking beneath the runes.

"Every step here is a trial.

But we must make it through."

Reina traced the barrier’s design with her fingers.

A transparent shield slowly rose at the team’s rear.

Spreading out like rippling water waves.

Effectively blocked several ghostly blue flame arrows rushing towards us.

She softly chanted elemental spells.

Causing the flames to gradually disperse into smoke.

The surrounding ruins seemed frozen in time, still yet full of life—

The moss on the collapsed pillars emitted a ghostly green glow.

The long-forgotten statues quietly observed the conflicts unfolding before them.

Those ancient runes seemed to have lives of their own.

Faintly trembling in the flying dust.

Silently narrating past joys and sorrows like witnesses.

Suddenly.

A squad clad in black and purple armor, burning with ghostly blue flames, charged from the flank.

Their wings twisted, faces grotesque.

They were the elite assault team from the Hell Corps.

The leader swung dual blades.

Fiercely slaughtering several expedition team members in mid-air.

And shooting shadow magic bullets at Reina and Erin.

"Form up!

Don’t give them a chance to break through!"

David roared.

Simultaneously slicing open a void rift with his sword.

Temporarily isolating some enemies from the battlefield.

But he himself felt the tremor from the soul key within.

That power seemed increasingly intense.

Yet tinged with ominous foreboding.

Erin seized the opportunity to cast binding magic.

A silver-white rope shot out from her palm.

Firmly wrapping around an advancing assassin.

The opponent roared and struggled but couldn’t break free.

Her brows furrowed.

She forcefully recited the release spell:

"The energy is not enough...

We must hold on!"

Meanwhile, Kelros stepped steadily towards the center of the altar ruin.

It was a marble altar full of cracks and overgrown with vines and decaying moss.

Carved with intricate runes and fragments of the once glorious but now broken and lost Star Priest Holy Scripture.

Every step he took.

Accompanied by violent cold air sweeping around.

As if a wintry, fierce storm was eroding all life.

He coldly surveyed the team members stealthily approaching the altar.

"You mortals.

Are not the true rulers here!

Give up.

Or face certain death!"

Before the words fell.

He suddenly lifted the ice hammer.

Detonating the seal on the pedestal.

Summoning a violent explosion of blue-white arcs.

Marble dust spewed everywhere.

Faced with the sudden explosion threat.

The team quickly dispersed to evade.

Yet some were still knocked over by the shockwave, falling onto the moss-covered and cracked marble.

Their foreheads bled, breaths rapid.

But they were determined not to retreat—

Because they knew the complete scripture was key to defeating evil!

Reina crouched at the base of a collapsed pillar.

She adjusted her breathing.

Fingers lightly touching the surface of the holy artifact fragments.

"Once pieced together completely.

The true power can be awakened."

Tears glimmered in her eyes.

Not just from exhaustion.

But also from the obsession with hope for the future.

"Find quickly!

Time is running out!"

David’s voice was steady yet full of urgency.

He wiped the blood off his face with the back of his hand.

Meanwhile, inspecting the ancient array totem underfoot.

Hoping to discover a hidden entrance or secret.

With his leadership.

The team members gradually coordinated efforts.

Searching and piecing together the fragmented code among the ruins.

Sometimes flipping over heavy stone slabs.

Sometimes cracking ancient mechanisms and traps to obtain vital clues.

The chaos continued unabated.

Numerous assassins and Demon Corps soldiers flooded in.

Releasing destructive magic attacks one after another.

Many places were consumed by fire again, columns of thick smoke billowing.

And Kelros didn’t stop either.

Repeatedly wielding his long hammer.

Unleashing savage ice tornadoes sweeping through enemy lines.

The entire altar area was as fierce and terrifying as an apocalyptic judgment site...

The morning mist gradually dissipated.

The shattered ruins cast mottled shadows under the rising sun.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and sulfur.

Mixed with the chill of decay and frost.

It was as if the land itself was gasping and groaning.

The exploration team slowly traversed the cracked stone slabs and twisted iron chains.

Each step trod upon a millennium of forgotten and destroyed ruins.

David stood at the edge of a high platform.

His sharp gaze scanned the fiercely contested battlefield ahead.

Though his battle armor was covered in dust and bloodstains.

That resolute, rock-solid determination on his face was hard to ignore.

Behind him.

Reina and Erin tightly gripped their magic staff.

Their expressions serious but filled with determination.

"The altar is not far now."

David said quietly.

"We must find the complete Code as soon as possible.

Otherwise, this chaos will only escalate."

Surging magic energy crashed like waves against the surrounding collapsed pillars and broken stone slabs.

Each explosion sent dust and debris flying.

The towering figure of a Pillar God stood twisted and bizarre at the center of the battlefield.

He swung gigantic shadow claws.

Ripping Hell Corps soldiers into scattered pieces of flesh.

The shattered space flickered with a black-purple eerie glow.

The Ice Hell Lord, Kerlos, stood atop a towering rock.

His entire body covered in ghostly blue Frost Armor.

Holding a heavy Giant Hammer.

He roared angrily.

Each swing of the hammer brought a chilling wind.

Freezing enemies into ice sculptures.

"David.

You cannot stop this reshaping of order!

Your resistance will only lead to more lives being obliterated!"

His voice pierced through the storm.

Like an apocalyptic prophecy, invoking fear.

David’s gaze did not waver.

He merely tightened his grip on the Giant Sword and stepped forward.

Facing Kerlos directly.

Two entirely different but equally fierce forces collided, sparking fiery sparks.

For a moment, sword qi faced hammer shadows.

The earth trembled incessantly.

With each clash.

Rocks and magic barriers within several meters were shattered.

Amidst the flying dust.

The teammates seized the opportunity to move stealthily.

Reina sat cross-legged at the edge of a collapsed altar.

She held a small scroll that trembled slightly but emitted a faint blue glow.

"The ancient runes are faintly discernible.

Only the last few pages of the complete Code are missing."

She bit her lip.

A bead of sweat slid smoothly down her cheek.

But her gaze remained fixed on the relic.

Erin stood not far away.

Guiding the ancient formation with her magic staff.

Her brow furrowed tightly.

Completely focused on performing a spell to disarm traps.

A silver-white binding rope shot from her palm.

Firmly entwining a small Demon trying to ambush her.

"We can’t let them disrupt us any longer!"

She murmured softly.

While deflecting several incoming arrows of ghostly blue flames.

Using a barrier to neutralize the deadly threats.

Ruins scattered around like broken bird wings.

Appearing particularly desolate under the dawn light.

The roots of collapsed pillars were covered in moss, hinting at a faint glow.

The ancient carvings seemed to silently recount a glorious past and warn of the cruel consequences of the present strife.

A raptor soared from the depths of the ruins.

Its sharp eyes reflecting the endless threat amidst the smoke—

Three formidable enemies vying for supremacy here.

Leaving no room for any oversight.

Suddenly.

A black-purple shadow swooped down from the sky.

It was the elite assault team of the Hell Corps.

They were clad in iron armor and burnt with ghostly blue flames.

Silently slaughtering like nocturnal raptors.

A leader wielded dual blades, slashing down several explorers.

And launched shadow magic bullets toward Reina and Erin’s direction.

"Gather defense!

Don’t give them an opening!"

David shouted.

Simultaneously cleaving open a rift in the void with his sword.

Temporarily isolating and devouring some enemies.

But he felt a strong vibration from the Soul Key within.

Its power was intense and dangerous.

Furrowing his brow deeply—

It was an unprecedented ominous omen.

Erin rapidly recited a binding spell.

A silver-white rope shot swiftly to firmly bind a charging assassin.

The opponent roared and struggled but was unable to escape the shackles.

Her eyebrows knitted even tighter.

"Not enough energy.

We must hold on!"

Her voice urgent.

Yet she still steadily performed the control lifting spell for future preparation.

Kerlos advanced towards the center of the altar ruins.

That marble altar covered in moss and riddled with cracks was the most symbolic location left by the Star Priest.

And also the crucial spot where the complete Holy Scripture would be kept.