Wizard: Stronger through Marriage Chapter 1272 - 591: Emergence of the Astral Compass (2)

The exterior of the spaceship still echoed with the increasing collapse and destruction from the distant mother nest, yet the Silver Wing Ark steadily and firmly tugged the assault team back to the main ship safely.

David stood at the command platform, his gaze sharp as a torch, the core collapse of the mother nest and scenes of the insect swarm’s frantic retreat still resonating in his mind.

The enormous Void Star Core and Star Interface hung heavily on his heart.

"Initiate hyperspace jump!" He decisively gave the command.

The captain gestured to activate the complex and massive cosmic navigation program on the control panel.

Fragments of the Star Gnomon and Void Star Core jointly released intense energy fluctuations, surpassing conventional drive limits.

Under the azure glow, the Silver Wing Ark was gradually enveloped in a splendid, multi-colored, and orderly curtain of spacetime energy.

Space began alternating between expansion and compression, the ship’s surface rippling with layers of waves and emitting faint shaking sounds.

This jump was unprecedented—using part of the Void Star Core’s energy as auxiliary drive greatly enhanced the jump speed but also imposed an unprecedented burden on the hull.

Technicians on the bridge furrowed their brows, constantly monitoring system feedback: "The temperature of the power core continuously rises!

The shield system is nearing its limit!

Energy consumption rates have soared more than threefold!"

David’s expression grew serious; he knew this high-speed escape route was risky but currently the only way to evade the insect race’s pursuit.

"Maintain stability! Ensure complete navigation matrix integrity!"

The cosmic scenery around them changed swiftly.

In the blink of an eye, they pierced through dangerous sections filled with corrosion and dark smoke, yet were met with more challenging stages of spacetime jumping: the hull began experiencing compression and distortion, various complex devices repeatedly triggered alerts, with systems in high emergency states.

At that moment, an unusual signal pierced the communication barrier and faintly transmitted from a damaged communication array.

This signal came from a distant homeland—the Silver Moon Kingdom, tinged with heavy damage, like a fragment of information torn and twisted by spacetime.

Annie’s expression changed suddenly, she immediately retrieved the signal data, expanding it with spiritual power into a projection on the front 3D battlefield layout:

The image was intermittent, yet was clearly recognizable:

"...Eternal Night Council...raid...dark forces infiltration...collaborating with the Church in combat...

"The city-protecting array has suffered severe impacts..."

"Cynthia, to protect the people..."

"Beastification rampage..."

"Critical injuries, near death on the frontline..."

"Crisis of city destruction approaches!"

The information struck the hearts of all like a heavy iron hammer, those blurry images flashing with people in agonizing struggle, collapsing city walls, and fleeing frightened civilians ignited everyone’s blood and saddened their spirits painfully.

David furrowed his brows deeply, quickly analyzing: "This information was evidently sent as a top-secret emergency plea for help before conventional communication was blocked, but due to small-scale spacetime bubble interference created during battle, residual information fragments were left, allowing us to fortunately capture them."

Alia gripped her sword’s hilt firmly, her gaze resolute, "Cynthia’s beastification going haywire? That is a new disaster we cannot afford."

Annie quickly added: "It’s apparent that the Eternal Night Council is suffering from powerful enemy assaults, not battling alone.

This means they are deeply in danger, and our assistance is crucial."

The technician’s face grew solemn, "The ship’s hull in several places exceeds load due to hyperspace jump, causing tiny fractures and localized equipment malfunctions, requiring immediate urgent repairs, or risks cascading failures."

David took a deep breath, focusing intensely, temporarily stabilizing the ship’s structure with Chaos Power, simultaneously dispatching Annie to assist in strengthening the spiritual matrix to resist Other Dimension interference.

"This journey is far from over; we must protect our Strength and cannot ignore the impending disaster signal from home."

Annie’s face turned pale, her hands tightly gripping the Magic Staff, eyes hard to conceal anxiety;

Alia’s sword-gripping hand slightly trembled, knuckles whitened, momentarily tangling battle intent and fear into complex emotions;

Yet David stood like a solemn Divinity before the command platform, his eyes deep as an Abyss, emanating furious and extreme turbulent waves.

Just a moment ago, he captured that urgent plea signal from the hometown Silver Moon Kingdom.

That fragmented information swayed in the spacetime bubble, sharp as a blade stabbing into his heart—

Eternal Night Council raided, city-protecting array precarious, Cynthia’s beastification raging and critically injured, crisis of city destruction approaching...

Each word burned his soul like flames.

The Chaos Core surged violently during his fury, uncontrollably releasing boundless energy.

The space in the bridge slightly distorted, that eerie power seemed from the darkest corner of the cosmic Abyss, vibrating through the air, like an awakened beast tearing the void.

Liya tightly held her Magic Staff, her entire body straightened, knuckles white from excessive force, yet she said not a word, only exchanged unspeakable worry and resolve with David through her gaze.

Annie closed her eyes, slowly exhaling, knowing well what this sudden disaster meant, understanding the return journey would be far more challenging than expected, countless unknown darkness lurking ahead eager to consume them.

David gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing internally escalating disastrous impulses rapidly.

His voice was chilling to the bone, like from an Ice Seal Abyss: "Disregard energy consumption! Maximum power! Target — Silver Moon!"

As his words fell, the Silver Wing Ark’s roar suddenly surged to the limit.

The hull emitted heart-stopping helpless groans as if squeezing the last trace of Life Force, constantly bursting with fine cracks and sparks.

Yet at this critical moment, every cabin member held their breath, focusing on the front control panel, understanding this was a life-and-death moment, the only strike capable of swiftly reversing the situation!

The captain looked pale, yet resolutely executed the order.

"Jump engine activation! Energy distribution system switches to overload mode!"

Alerts from major systems rang incessantly but orderly collaborated, countless complex mechanical components responding at utmost speed to the jump program.

The symphony of Star Gnomon’s fragments with the Void Star Core formed a bright glow around the hull, encircling the whole spaceship as an impenetrable shield barrier.

Space began twisting and deforming, one tear-shaped jump channel quickly spread open, narrow and strangely slicing through stable cosmic structure veins like a sharp sword.

This time, they again entered more perilous and bizarre, unpredictable spacetime layers than expected.

"Warning! The ship’s structure damage is expanding!" The technician’s voice was urgent, "Several core pipes show abnormal ripples, some interfaces’ oscillation frequency out of control!"

Alia, clutching the Longsword, stepped back, using Rune Power to stabilize the atmosphere around, "Endure a bit longer, we must hold out until the safe zone!"

Annie closed her eyes, chanting a spell, hands performing a Sealing Technique releasing a spiritual protective grid, guiding and buffering the incoming spacetime disturbances to lessen impacts on the spiritual matrix and Life Support System.

"Everyone adjust breathing rhythm, synchronize mind frequency!"

However, even with tightly guarded defenses, it couldn’t block the discomfort that eroded each cell of mind and body from the inside out.

The ship’s interior seemed tugged and twisted by invisible forces, each tremor like a needle piercing deep in the soul, unbearably painful.

David furrowed his brows tighter, his body muscles nearly stiff, yet his gaze grew more determined.

He knew, this wasn’t just a journey but a test beyond belief in faith and Willpower limit.

He absorbed the destructive force from the Chaos Core’s gushing, controlling his emotions extraordinarily, not allowing any loss of control to become a trigger for a failed battle: "We have no retreat, only forward."

"Everyone pay attention!" His voice was sonorous, sturdy, "Based on the latest received information, we must accelerate our return speed.

Ensure safety beforehand, please prepare to handle any emergencies, should any remaining mothership tracking or hostile forces join in, immediately activate emergency defense programs."