Wizard: Stronger through Marriage Chapter 1226 - 568: Proto-Core Debris Confinement_2

The array was singing and dancing, yet filled with a killing aura, like a cosmic abyss’s interstellar cage, continuously compressing the void to firmly confine the chaos energy about to leak out.

Reina raised her magic staff high, beads of sweat dotting her forehead, "This array must be maintained; otherwise... all our efforts will come to naught."

Erin stood outside the array, weaving a second protective net with frost magic and silver binding ropes while cast perception spells to monitor spatial anomalies, preventing any hidden enemies from causing chaos.

"Ready to support at any time!" She calmly reported, fully focused on scanning the shadows around for any threats lurking.

At this moment, David gently touched the center of the shadow with the chaos blade, a complex and eerie yet instinctive sense of dread pervading his entire body.

He closed his eyes, concentrating his mind, pouring his burning belief into the blade, hoping to lure out the most pure yet uncontrollable power hidden within—

The primordial core fragments exposed, allowing Reina’s array to capture and control them.

The air suddenly froze, a dense and evil black-purple vortex spread from the abdomen of the pillar god’s avatar, like a spouting nebula vortex, resembling a mini cosmos about to explosively collapse.

The adventurers retreated several steps, but their eyes remained fixed, not daring to slacken.

Whenever the vortex pulsated, it brought gales roaring, dust flying, with hints of blood-red and silver-white streaks interwoven within, making the heart fill with terror yet having to face the truth squarely.

In an instant, countless tiny shining particles like star dust sprayed out from the vortex depths, these were called "primordial core fragments," a forbidden substance; these particles briefly floated in mid-air, yet emitted extremely intense and chaotic unstable ripples, posing deadly threats to life and soul, while also being a critical cause of any dimensional disaster.

David gripped the long sword tightly, his arm muscles taut, fully guiding his will as bait, "Come on... reveal all you’ve hidden!"

At this moment, the "Primordial Core Resonance Cage" runes suddenly burst with dazzling blue-white light.

Chains of dense runes rapidly expanded and spread, constructing an extremely solid yet flexible grid barrier adapting to energy wave fluctuations in the air.

This power seemed to sense the position of every floating particle, instantly adjusting the capture scope to maximize sealing and limit their free movement or aggregation into larger dangerous clusters.

As the last chain link closed, an extraordinary, solemn atmosphere immediately pervaded the altar’s surroundings, as if everything between heaven and earth was awed by this magnificent prohibition, invisible pressure settled the dust, all unrest suddenly calmed.

But more challenges also emerged: boldly guarding this precarious balance are the determined ones, a slight slack could lead to a catastrophic demise!

Erin continuously cast auxiliary magic techniques, gradually reinforcing the outer binding net with silver magic, and remained alert for any potential lurking attackers;

Reina’s breath was rapid, her eyes red but resolute, constantly adjusting and strengthening the array’s source;

David focused all his spirit on the sword’s tip, engaging in telepathic communication with the splattering particles, drawing them gradually to converge at one point...

Over time, these forbidden "primordial core fragments" gradually lost the ability to freely drift, being drawn into the resonance cage’s center step by step.

This process was extremely thrilling, as any moment of fatigue or hesitation could activate the lingering ancient curse, inviting a more violent dimensional shockwave, while the remnant mutated creatures had not yet given up on breaking the defense lines, making the entire situation precarious, as if on the brink of collapse!

The battle entered the darkest realm.

Yet at this moment, the sweat and grit on the team’s faces starkly contrasted their unwavering beliefs: their eyes conveyed a determined vow, no matter the painful cost, they would never allow the dark forces to succeed!

Finally, after several rounds of breath, a large crystal ball intertwined with ghostly blue and golden-yellow stood at the resonance cage’s center, which was the successfully captured and initially stabilized "primordial core cluster," containing enough power to overturn the world order, also signifying they had obtained a key hope to curb the disaster...

The altar ruins regained relative calm again, but the bloody, fierce battle left mottled scars, countless broken walls and ruins witnessing this epic life-and-death struggle.

Although the explorers were extremely exhausted, they held each other’s fists tightly, sharing a moment of hopeful dawn.

Behind them, is a door quietly opening, promising a future full of unknown challenges to be reshaped...

The air in the altar ruins remained unsettled for a long time, the blue-silver primordial core resonance cage pulsing slightly in the darkness, as if hiding endless unrest.

David held tightly the blood-stained dark gold longsword, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, breathing became rapid and heavy.

He knew this battle was far from over, deeper crises were lurking within.

The oppression brought by the just-captured "primordial core fragments" had not yet dissipated, those star-like tiny particles, wriggled with extremely dangerous unstable ripples within the resonance cage.

They were like a lurking furnace ready to explode at any moment, and meanwhile, within David’s body, silently bearing the immense burden brought by this chaos energy.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain erupting from deep within his chest, like a billion needles stabbing into his core.

He bent over sharply, supporting himself with both hands on the shattered stone slabs, veins bulging on his forehead.

The battle armor on him emitted a loud metallic clatter due to the intense vibrations.

He glanced back at his teammates, their eyes met, filled with worry and urgency.

"David!" Reina exclaimed, gripping the magic staff to summon a frost shield to protect him, while anxiously approaching.

"Are you alright? Tell me you can still hold on!"

But he struggled to respond, only feeling the chaos source within seemed torn open by the "primordial core fragments," a fiery energy like flames began to spread wildly.

A heavy dull sound came from his chest, he clenched his fist, enduring the pain, "Can’t fall... can’t let it take me..."

Blood surged up his throat, but he swallowed it forcefully.

At this moment, his gaze suddenly became exceptionally sharp, like obsidian, cold, yet seemed to reveal an apocalyptic warning of terrifying light.

Meanwhile, Liya followed closely behind, wearing a silver magic robe, walking slowly from the shadows.

Her gaze was gentle yet unwavering, seeing through the danger hidden behind the magic power fluctuations in David’s abdomen.

"I’ll help you share the burden." She said softly, taking out a small device from her bosom, crystal clear, sparkling with intertwined red and blue light—a life linker she developed over years of research, capable of merging bloodlines with another life to share damage and power.

David lifted his hand with difficulty, gently holding the device in his palm.

An instant warmth spread throughout his body, the miraculous power of deep-seated resonance between life and death.

He slowly extended his other hand, touching the palm Liya extended, and as their fingertips interlocked, an invisible lattice-like texture emerged, intertwined like star trails, connecting their minds and bodies together.

Liya closed her eyes, her cheeks flushed but filled with devotion, "We endure pain together, and also guard the future together."

Her voice was soft yet firm, every word like a spring breeze over arid land, igniting the fire of hope amidst despair.

As the life link activated, a red-blue intertwined, dazzlingly bright yet pure energy stream burst from both of their bodies.

This power rapidly surged, entwining and almost fully merging their lifelines—the initial estimation was an 80% bloodline fusion.

This was a rare and extremely risky step, yet also one of the only methods that might curb the chaos rampage.

The atmosphere at the scene was unusually heavy.

Dust in the air was stirred and spun by strong winds due to the vibration, and the residual light from the runes on the distant broken columns and damaged altar flowed like a galaxy, enveloping them in a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.