Wizard: Stronger through Marriage Chapter 1248 - 579: Giant Dragon Judgment_2

Everything originates from the trials of reincarnation we experience in illusions, inseparably linked with the World Tree’s will.

This is also why that fragment managed to ’return’ to reality rather than being completely obliterated."

"As for how exactly to construct that spiritual space-time model... I’m afraid I cannot elaborate, for it is a protected rule restriction and an essential barrier to prevent further chaos.

But please believe, we have no intention to desecrate the sacred order of the wood, only wish to protect the peace of all living beings." His voice was firm and sincere, without any evasion.

The air gradually became clear, the outline of the newly budding shoot seemed nourished by the warm sunlight, continuously releasing faint green light to the surroundings, forming a gentle yet resilient connection with the environment.

Every ancient vine in the Eternal Forest seemed to be responding to this change, conveying information through its root network system, a long-lost vitality quietly recovering.

Chronos retracted his gaze, shifting from overwhelming intimidation to cautious observation.

He slowly whispered: "Though you come from foreign lands, the awe and genuine guardianship you’ve displayed are undeniable.

This catastrophe is indeed fraught with peril, but perhaps you truly have the potential to become the new watchers of order.

However... vigilance can still not be relaxed."

The Giant Dragon roared, its sound piercing far through the sky, mingling a message of warning and anticipation that seemed to traverse the stream of time.

"The laws of the world are as hard as rock, yet need fissures to nurture new life.

And you carry not only a broken divine artifact but also hidden hope for the future... Tolerating your persistence is my choice and fate’s arrangement."

David felt slightly relieved yet continued to watch the divine in front of him cautiously, "Thank you for your tolerance, we will cherish our mission and live up to the trust placed in us."

The dawn over the Eternal Forest gradually faded, dense clouds began to disperse, revealing a faint azure blue sky.

The vast fields under the projection of the World Tree were immersed in a rare tranquility.

Chronos’ majestic yet not entirely cold dragon silhouette slowly receded, leaving behind the subtle yet heavy atmosphere of the previous standoff lingering in the air.

David took a deep breath and carefully returned the piece of Star Gnomon fragment, still carrying a green glow, although damaged yet full of powerful life-intensity and order energy, into his arms.

His gaze solemn and determined, turning towards Liliana, who still appeared pale, weary yet standing resiliently.

"Lord Chronos," David said in a low voice, maintaining a posture of caution and respect, "The concerns you have raised, we will surely endeavor to clarify, and present all investigation results regarding the Star Gnomon core fragment truthfully.

Hopefully, this will dispel misunderstandings and contribute more power to protect this world."

His tone was sincere yet carried a hint of delay—after all, this power and secret were yet to be fully unraveled, he needed time and space to continue exploring the truth.

"Currently, we wish to return with the fragment to the main material realm for deeper research, and also hope to obtain more understanding and support from you and the Guardians."

Liliana slightly nodded, although she still seemed affected by the trial’s aftermath, the resolve in her eyes wasn’t diminished.

"I will also remain and study this residual power, quickly clarifying the internal changes." Her voice was soft yet each word was resounding.

Chronos sighed deeply, the pair of dragon pupils like the cosmos stars were deeply lit with scorching green flames, "Fate sometimes intertwines like roots and leaves, not easily shaken.

But I will temporarily trust your words, this time permitting you to temporarily leave, yet not like prisoners watched over."

As soon as the words fell, a sudden rapid yet extraordinarily clear wave of information shook violently from the Blood Prison token in David’s arms—a fragment of the Blood Core.

The flickering red light rapidly climbed to a scorching scarlet, like flames burning ferociously in the night, wildly jumping.

David’s brows furrowed, instinctively reaching into his arms to take out the Blood Core, raising it high into the air, the ominous aura formed by life and magic power instantly permeated, like a corrosive mist spat from the Dark Abyss, sending a chill to the heart.

A soul transmission pierced through the silence like lightning, an urgent and almost desperate voice line entered his mind, it was Alia’s message: "Blood Prison core... anomaly... Duke... the last core of the Blood Demon!

Crisis imminent!

Must go immediately!"

The voice was brief but full of urgency, each word hammering the heart, making one unable to ignore the imminent eruption of the catastrophic disaster hidden beneath the calm surface at this moment.

David’s face changed drastically, he quickly withdrew the Blood Core in his hand, turning his gaze to Liliana beside him, still pale but anxiety revealed between her brows: "It seems we cannot afford to linger long, she spoke of the ’Blood Prison’—the last power core of the ancient Demon."

She struggled upright, yet felt the energy waves within still unstable, "My condition still needs time to recover, I will temporarily stay here, you must first rush over there to address the most pressing crisis."

As soon as the words fell, the wind surged, and the Earth seemed troubled and restless by the sudden turbulent waves.

In the distant horizon, a faint ominous red light was looming, soaked in endless blood mist, a great calamity about to sweep across heaven and earth was quietly brewing.

"This journey is fraught with unpredictability, but it concerns the persistence of fate," David nodded solemnly "I will not hesitate, nor let anything obstruct our future." He gripped the magic staff firmly, every step taken firmly towards the center of an unknown storm, and the earth beneath his feet seemed to respond to his resolve.

David’s gaze was solemn, hands firmly gripping the Blood Core fragment.

At this moment, the token in his palm was trembling intensely, like a pulsating red heart, releasing a suffocating oppressive aura.

He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, slowly sinking his consciousness into the fragment.

Spiritual power gathered into a distorted energy flow, rapidly unfolding in space.

Under his guidance, a void gate woven from dark red glory silently opened before him, it was a temporary passage to the Blood Prison World.

The air filled with nauseating corruption and iron rust scent, like death and despair congealing into form.

David stepped into the passage, a strong discomfort immediately assailed him, feeling the surrounding space as though wrapped in thick blood, each step heavy like treading into a swamp.

But he endured the discomfort, focusing all attention on the unknown and terrifying world ahead.

As he passed through the void gate, a stifling aura of decay came rushing towards him.

He opened his eyes, seeing the sky like a solidified mass of dark red blood plasma.

Yet now, that thick mass had numerous spider-web-like fine cracks, like the cracked dry ground surface, countless distant flickering dim grey light unknown energy bodies scattered around, making the entire sky present an eerie greyish brown tone.

The air was tainted with a murky indistinguishable direction by rotting erosion, persistently emitting chaotic waves of silence and wailing, each breath felt like a knife slicing pain deep in the lungs.

On the distant horizon, the once mighty rushing giant blood river composed of fresh red vibrant liquid now nearly dried up, only dried cracks occasionally dropping a few large drops of dark black stained blood beads.

The earth’s surface was full of fractures, countless layers faintly flickering with remnants of magical embers, but these sparks were like dying glowworms, about to completely extinguish.

Vegetation had long withered fallen, leaving only twisted bony branches scattered in ruins.

And those once towering native magical beasts composed of life will, spewing fresh demon blood, now shadows were increasingly thin, unable to survey their surroundings and even breathing seemed difficult—

They once symbolized the strongest life of this land, yet now seemed to be gradually disappearing amid original loss.

David’s brow furrowed tightly, he not only sensed death but clearly captured this world’s origins accelerating its disappearance—

Not simply exhaustion, but a deeper, even time laws could not counter new life crisis.