Wizard: Stronger through Marriage Chapter 1246 - 578: Temporal Vortex (Part 2)

But this model is rough, insufficient to support the entire vortex long term, only able to temporarily limit the local area for the sake of earning precious time for survival.

Perceiving the fragile nature of the model he constructed, David’s expression was serious, yet he was compelled to release more mental waves to reinforce it.

He knew, although this step was shallow, it was an indispensable cornerstone for breaking through the "Seven Rings bottleneck" and understanding higher-level laws!

Just as he concentrated on adjusting the mental array, a violent tremor suddenly struck. Those small "time skeletons" ravaging madly unexpectedly accelerated their outbreaks due to some unknown chain reaction, emitting a stronger aura of destruction, their fluorescence surging like tides, tearing small wounds into the surrounding void.

These wounds, like springs that draw from the Origin Power of destiny, triggered local dimensional tremors, making it difficult for the environment of the entire battle zone to stabilize.

Beads of sweat seeped from David’s forehead, but his eyes remained brightly focused.

Clenching his teeth, he injected all his remaining strength into the Shield construction, while shouting to Liliana, "We must endure! As long as the anchor point stays stable, there’s still hope!"

Liliana responded with a smile, "Your perseverance is my greatest strength."

The chaos of the time vortex finally reached an unprecedented explosion. The silver-haired Elf Elder transformed into a blazing brilliance with his lifetime of cultivation and unwavering belief, rushing into the depths of the Star Gnomon’s core.

The violent energy collision was like a judgment day, instantly twisting and tearing the surrounding space of dozens of meters. Fragments of flesh and magic wreckage intermingled and scattered, countless Fallen and Guardians perished in this explosion.

The light of the explosion was interspersed with flickering temporal disorder, which was the aftermath of fierce confrontation between the Star Gnomon and the polluted forces.

The air was scorched into a pale blue-gray, filled with a heavy and ancient life presence that appeared particularly vivid in this land of destruction and rebirth.

David tightly gripped the Magic Staff in his hand, he felt the runes within his body become increasingly sensitive due to this energy tremor.

He stared at the empty space ahead that seemed utterly vacant, his heartbeat quickened with tension, but his heart was filled with an inexplicable anticipation—this was a rare glimmer of dawn after the crisis.

Liliana leaned against him, the two of them breathed calmly, swapping glances filled with resilience and reluctance after surviving the ordeal.

They knew this illusionary scene was about to fade, and a truly new Chapter was about to begin.

At this moment, a weak yet exceptionally clear wave emanated from the depths of the ruins, penetrating the crevices of the ravaged space, like a faint green light illuminating the paths lost in the night.

David quickly focused his mind to the limit, relying on the still partially intact space-time anchor model he had constructed earlier to lock onto the source of that wave with its fragile yet precious flow of information.

Adjusting his gaze, within an invisible net woven by the scattered stones and broken runes, an irregular stone fragment that was broken yet emitted a faint glow caught his attention—

It was a fragment from the core of the Star Gnomon!

Unlike the surrounding gray debris, it retained a gently shimmering morning light-like soft and resolute green glow.

"Grab it!" he urged himself quietly, simultaneously stretching out his arm, trying to touch that small core fragment floating between space fractures, being torn by chaotic storms but still resiliently existing.

The touch at his fingertips was icy and quivering, but as his palm gradually enveloped its surface, a familiar and reassuring rhythmic life force from the Earth instantly surged into his body, invigorating him like reconnecting with the deepest veins of the Mother Tree.

Liliana also extended her hand, joining David in gripping this remaining divine artifact.

They shared a telepathic connection, as if resonating across millennia with the solemn vows of ancient Guardians—"The duty to guard, an unbroken legacy."

Illusions began to slowly fade, those once vivid, battle-hardened figures gradually diminished in color until only a swirl of dry leaves swaying gently in the wind over the ruins was visible.

The once-fierce battlefield returned to silence, leaving only the warm sense of Earth as its roots gently grazed the soil, and the peaceful hope reflected by the distant World Tree’s projection in the present.

David opened his eyes, seeing the wide Earth beneath the projection of the real world, with Liliana lying beside him, quietly but peacefully recovering.

He carefully held the divine artifact fragment he had just "picked up"—

Though it was no longer intact, the enduringly stable and constantly pulsing signal within its veins informed them that this precious legacy ultimately lay a solid foundation for the future, not entirely lost!

He moved his fingers slightly, perceiving the increasingly close and flowing connection between his blood and life rhythm, a gift and protection from the World Tree.

At this moment, standing on this projection-reality Earth, he was no longer merely an observer but truly integrated into this ancient lineage.

Beside him, Liliana lay quietly. Her face was pale but radiated an indescribable brilliance, with life force surging like tides, yet accompanied by traces of ephemeral uncertainty, as if it might overflow and dissipate at any moment.

Her breathing was softly trembling but resolute, each inhale and exhale seemingly balancing the unknown fluctuations brought by the changes within her.

David turned to gaze at her, those dazzling silver-gray eyes now contained complex emotions—both joy and mixed concerns.

He understood that Liliana was undergoing a transformation beyond the mundane realm, perhaps related to the mysterious power side effect left behind after this ancient memory trial, or possibly foreshadowing deeper entanglements of destiny yet to be revealed.

In the distance, the roots of the Earth seemed to sense the widespread disturbance caused by the recent Star Gnomon core explosion, issuing low and long echoes as they wriggled and grew, like the heartbeat of the Mother Tree, creating ripples in this serene morning.

These sturdy branches intertwined into a net, continuously expanding and spreading, entrapping everything around them within their vast network of life, yet also revealing unprecedented anxiety and restlessness.

The air suddenly became heavily oppressive, a presence full of ancient existence seemed to descend silently from beyond the ancient firmament.

Clouds rolled as a giant shadow slowly enveloped the sky, seemingly covering half of the heavens and the earth, cutting the sunlight into a dim and cold tone, evoking a chill of fear in the hearts of all living beings.

A deep soul-stirring, space-penetrating dragon’s roar suddenly sounded:

"Outsider! What have you done to the Sacred Tree?!"

The voice carried endless majesty and anger, resonating like thunder across the realms, each syllable seemed to contain the laws of the universe, pressing down with invisible pressure that left all beings gasping for breath.

"Do not panic." Liliana’s voice was low and resolute, she grasped David’s wrist, transmitting a tenacious belief with her gentle whisper, "We’ve already entered a higher realm, and as long as we keep faith, we can withstand anything."

It was a Giant Dragon nearly a hundred meters long, its scales glistening like starlight, slowly landing on an open area on the outskirts of the World Tree’s projection.

Each flap of its wings sent a Gale whistling, stirring dry leaves and dust into rotational flight.

It exuded a cold yet solemn aura, each scale as if inlaid with countless star fragments, shining with deep and mysterious luminescence in the morning light.

This was the Eternal Forest’s guardian dragon—Chronos the Bronze Dragon, its name like an ancient legend that remained unextinguished, marking an indelible Chapter in the history of the Elf Race.

Upon landing, Chronos’s massive body weighed heavily against the Earth and air, nearby plants seemed to tremble under its oppressive presence.

It slowly folded its wings, its eyes as deep as the cosmic abyss, blue intertwined with flickering green flames, scrutinizing the human before it—David, and beside him, Liliana, who emanated an unusual life force yet hid a fragile aura.

The air suddenly froze, an invisible pressure surged like tides, pressing the surrounding creatures almost to the point of suffocation.

David felt each cell in his body being pushed to the limit by this invisible force, he gripped the Magic Staff tightly, not daring to show any slack.

While Liliana seemed to be stirred by the scrutiny in Chronos’s gaze, her body trembled slightly, but she still stood firm without retreat.