Wizard: Stronger through Marriage Chapter 1290 - 600: Abyssal Echoes_2

Sweat soaked his forehead, muscles tensed to the limit, yet the flame within his heart continued to burn fiercely.

Every sword slash was imbued with irreversible determination, every spell cast poured forth all faith and power.

He knew this was a protracted battle, a test of the limits of willpower, an endurance boundary against calamity!

Meanwhile, the massive polluted amalgamation kept tearing its limbs apart, spewing out even more intense black mist, while invisible spiritual attacks frequently struck at his mental defenses, causing waves of severe pain in his mind.

Yet despite this, he continued to hold his ground, unwilling to back down:

"I... the Silver Moon Knight Order... will never fall!" His voice reverberated through the silent death domain, "You cannot destroy the purest star within my heart!"

The battle unfolded into an intense symphony within the torrents of time: sword blades cutting through the air, igniting sparks; Frost Runes freezing the gloomy clouds;

Nature’s green vines pierced through desolation;

Time-space ripples disturbed the surrounding order, while fallen incarnations rampaged, releasing various anomalies to charge the battlefield, all weaving together into an epic spectacle!

But as time went by, the resistance became increasingly difficult.

Whenever holy flames burned, a shadow would emerge, attempting to invade his body;

Whenever nature’s vitality revived, a cold dead air silently seeped into the roots...

The environment was slowly weakening his energy reserves, while the enemy seemed to grow stronger with every fight!

The darkness of the Abyssal Rift devoured everything around it like a Giant Beast, the heavy corrosive aura entwining around David’s body and spirit like an invisible poison web.

The battle raged on to its limit, he felt his Inner Strength deplete like a river bursting its banks, but his consciousness became increasingly clear.

On the brink of life and death, he suddenly sensed a weak but urgent fluctuation.

"Above! Liya and their suppressive forces are weakening!"

David’s heart tightened, his gaze fixed intensely into the depths of the void, where countless Rune lights bound that position, interwoven with Ice Seal and faith into a sturdy Barrier.

Yi Lin, who once stood at the pinnacle of glory, now eroded by black marks, her Soul teetered on the edge of life and death, her willpower flickering like a candle in the wind, growing frailer with each struggle.

David frowned, feeling the invasive force like an invisible chain, pulling the last remaining glow of Yi Lin’s Soul step by step into the Dark Abyss.

An excruciating sorrow rose within him, but he couldn’t retreat.

At this moment, every second was crucial as the balance teetered between dawn and eternal night.

Suddenly, amidst the rolling Chaos Energy on the battlefield, a faint blue-white light emerged from within the colossal body of the fallen god’s incarnation.

David’s sharp gaze locked onto the strange fluctuation: there, tightly encased by countless pollution clusters was—

The remnant shadow of Yi Lin’s Soul Core left after extraction!

The feeble shadow trembled and twisted, as if tortured to the limit, yet still struggled to survive.

It convulsed in pain, whispering intermittently amidst the polluted surroundings: "Save... me..."

In that instant, countless thoughts and emotions surged into David’s mind like a tidal wave.

He thought of Liliana’s eyes filled with despair and determination when she lay dying;

Thought of Reina’s transformation into eternal flames upon her last ember;

Thought of Cynthia sacrificing her mortal form to protect her comrades;

And the knights who courageously plunged into the holy flames of dawn, building an iron wall with their flesh and blood, solely to preserve the future.

"Rescue her..." A call echoed from the depths of his will, "Sacrifice her for purification?"

"Insufficient power! Choices must be made!" David was torn internally; it was a balance between life, belief, and sacrifice in endless collision.

He gazed at the struggling core shadow, seemingly seeing all the former glory and potential downfall of the Silver Moon Knight Order and realizing his burden was not just a single life, but the future fate of an entire race.

Time froze at this moment, the Earth seemed to hold its breath awaiting his decision.

Finally, he slowly closed his eyes, the blue-white holy flames of his being suddenly burst forth into a radiant glow, merging with the Chaos Core.

A power displayed as an unprecedentedly gentle yet firm giant hand flew from his chest, enveloping the entire inner space of the fallen core, wrapping the entrapped soul fragment within, gentle but filled with power, easing it away from the shackles of pollution crystals.

The process of separation was exceedingly intense and prolonged, the soul fragment seemed to undergo a rebirth, painful yet transparent.

During this process, countless emotions intertwined and collated: inclusion, protection, sacrifice, and atonement... These complex yet ultimately pure human feelings, cleverly combined with the ancient Bloodline Meditation Method dormant within the Chaos Core, collectively nurtured a new characteristic of power—

"Redemption Divinity."

This newly born power emanated a warm blue sacred glow, like dawn illuminating the ice-sealed earth, or like sparks of hope erupting from the center of vast stardust.

It was not only purification but carried the possibility of protecting new life and ultimate redemption, a staunch response to the flood of past sins and a devout prayer for the dawn of the future!

David opened his eyes, his gaze turned warmer and more resilient.

He grasped the Giant Sword, merging all elements within his body with new intent: "With this Divinity, I shall protect you, I shall sever all shackles, I shall let you become the Silver Moon’s glory once more!"

Afar, Liya and others sensed the reinforced suppression; they saw the black marks entwining Yi Lin gradually retreat, a gentle yet resilient sign of life reappeared on the queen’s brow.

Cynthia reinforced the ice wall’s spirit, becoming increasingly solid, while the Saintess’s prayer sounded more devoutly loud.

The air seemed to change rhythm at this moment, the intangible pressure alleviating significantly, but the struggle was far from over; this was merely the hardest threshold before dawn.

All must continue forging the future with flesh and will!

David stood resolutely atop the shattered skeletal peak, cloaked in the newly born Redemption Divinity glow, a new energy fused with compassion and determination, making him like a star plunging into the sea, illuminating the vast heavens at the heart of the desolate void.

He slashed forward with the sword, each Sword Qi carrying a fresh sharpness to cleanse the dust, each strike embodied the strongest vision for the resurgence of his kin!

The dark monster roared in retaliation, but with every collision, the fissures flashing on its surface grew ever more evident, its inner decaying clusters began to crumble and disintegrate.

The battlefield had become the most poignant canvas before dawn; it was both the end of destruction and the prologue of rebirth!

David stood amidst the shattered skeletal remains, shrouded in the newly born Redemption Divinity, its radiance flowing flexibly like water, yet unbreakably hard.

Each breath brought forth a thread of purifying calm, seemingly able to soothe countless anguished souls.

At this moment, he realized that this new power was not merely an enhancement of strength, but a transformation of the soul level—

It transcended mere destruction or resistance; it could directly touch the depths of pollution, awakening the order and Life Force within ancient souls twisted by darkness and long tortured by decay.

David gazed ahead at the enormous fallen incarnation, an indefinite creature stitched from countless wailing souls, broken bones, and glittering clusters, now enduring unprecedented suffering.

Redemption Divinity’s power permeated its body, not in a hard confrontation, but like a gentle stream flowing deeply into its polluted core structure.

The originally steel-like links began to loosen in the presence of this gentle yet resilient new power.

"Boom—" The incarnation emitted a void-striking fierce roar, the sound mingled with countless tormented souls’ painful cries, a vehement resistance and loathing against this burgeoning redemption power.

Among it was an indescribable discordant resonance, mournful as if order faced total obliteration.

Accompanying this roar, countless connective tissues and core clusters began to tremble intensely, disassemble, with the drawn cracks on the massive entity’s surface extending inward, like a giant tree’s branches cracking or stars collapsing across the sky in a radiant and poignant display.