Wizard: Stronger through Marriage Chapter 1289 - 600: Echoes of the Abyss

In its place was absolute silence—silence to the extreme, lightless to the point of suffocation, cold as eternal ice seal.

Giant rock debris floated in the void, those rocks twisted and deformed like celestial limbs, or like ancient giant beast remains scattered in the sea of stars.

They emitted an indescribable ominous aura, each surface covered with bizarre, tangled veins, as if silently recounting forgotten horrors from billions of years ago.

David stood on a giant floating bone; the bone was immense and indistinct in shape, enough to evoke thoughts of some never-recorded ancient Titan existence.

Its bone was hard and peculiarly distorted, adorned with abyss crystal clusters and streams of dark energy, like a foreboding giant beast slumbering at the void’s end.

The air was filled with whisper-like murmurs, these sounds like the wails of billions of undead, yet mixed with curses and temptations that corrode divine power and erode spiritual will.

From time to time, a piercing, bone-chilling scream cut through the void boundary, forcing David to feel unprecedented pressure from deep within.

He slowly surveyed this desolate silent place, each step he took stirred faint dust scattering in what seemed a still space, and this dust surprisingly bore weak magic fluctuations, making the surrounding environment increasingly suffocating and despair-inducing.

Suddenly, a series of unspeakable roars echoed from farther away, shuddering and tearing the air, like a hideous beast awakening angrily.

Then, a mass formed by countless wailing souls, wrapped in flickering mysterious abyss crystal clusters and bone fragments, slowly emerged; its massive body resembled a ghostly worm in darkness, continuously rolling and sometimes coagulating into demon face-like twisted forms!

It was the fallen god’s avatar in its final form, not a mere entity, but a soul-devouring monster combining pollution and destruction, embodying infinite pain.

Its limbs were chaotically tangled, yet every writhing accompanied a soul-catching pressure, as if intending to devour and annihilate the entire space!

David squinted and stared, he felt the malice emanating from the monster almost surpassed worldly imagination, an eternal judgment on life, will, and faith.

He gripped his sword hilt tightly, his entire body blazing with blue-white celestial flames, responding to this ultimate threat with unwavering gaze: "I shall build the dawn fortress with flesh, sever your eternal shackles with faith!"

David stood atop the floating bone, his gaze as sharp as cold steel, he sensed the endless pressure around converging into one, the core of dark power released by the fallen god’s avatar.

In the void, countless abyss crystal clusters gleamed with eerie dark purple radiance, invisible corrosive spiritual qi surged like tides, tearing the space into twisted textures.

That terrifying aggregate—the final form of the fallen god’s avatar, moved and rolled in the void space like the embodiment of despair and destruction, its limbs twisted and unstable like a nightmare, woven together from countless wailing souls, fragmented bones, and crystal stone shards.

"David..." The voice was deep and sinister, like hundreds of underworld undead whispering beside the ear, carrying an irresistible intention of erosion.

"Your faith shall inevitably turn to dust, your celestial flames shall be consumed by decay..."

David gritted his teeth, his entire body pulsed with blue-white celestial flames, he slowly raised his sword, its blade enveloped by the Star Gnomon Mysteries infused from the Chaos Core, drawing a dazzling trajectory in the dark space.

He understood, this was a battle that required going all out, exhausting all life force and will to accomplish.

The combat erupted instantly.

The abyss form opened gigantic tentacles constructed of crystal stones and twisted bones, those tentacles roared as they swung, every strike driving an odorous corrosive wave sweeping across the void.

Dark rays erupted from its countless eyes like lightning in a shattered night, scorching the surrounding space into scorched earth;

The soul lashes were like invisible whips tearing the air, constantly attempting to hit the most fragile spot of David’s soul;

Moreover, material corrosion spread continuously, making anyone in contact with its aura feel like their flesh was being slowly dissolved and stripped away.

Facing this madly sweeping torrent of destruction, David didn’t retreat.

He swiftly activated the Blood Prison Virtual Shadow Body Techniques, a translucent yet extraordinarily hard rune shield blossomed from his body surface, sealing off part of the corrosive magic energy.

But soon he realized, this defense was strong yet unable to withstand the continuous assault of the fallen power for long; each impact felt like a hammer striking his heart, causing his whole body to tremble in faint pain.

"Not only that..." David silently recited his heart mantra, simultaneously employing nature vitality magic, drawing life root energy from deep within the earth to counteract the spreading plague of decay.

Amidst entwining green vines, a gentle yet powerful vitality force nourished his body and spirit, allowing him to stabilize his rhythm slightly, not completely overrun by the poison.

Then, he unleashed the Sea God’s Nautical Fury spell, an imposing ocean wave illusion mixed with icy mist condensed and burst around him abruptly.

This tide crashed into the abyssal polluted aura like a beast lunging at blood, triggering layers of magical reactions exploding outward, securing precious breath and opportunities for counterattack.

Meanwhile, he cast complex spatial magic, employing Chaos Core to conduct star trajectory rewriting techniques, constantly distorting his movement path, making those deadly rays and soul lashes difficult to target him, each evasion filled with precise calculation and abrupt shifts.

Yet, despite this, as the environment’s essence constantly devours divine power origin, its inner decay grew increasingly severe, and his chaos energy gradually diminished like sand through an hourglass, being slowly consumed and stripped away by this eerie space.