Wizard: Stronger through Marriage Chapter 1363: MagiNet Expedition

Chapter 1363: Chapter 637: MagiNet Expedition

David approached her, gently placing his right hand on her shoulder, his voice tender and full of expectation: “Yi Lin, the rhythm of nature is the source of all things and one of our last hopes.

This ‘Heart of Nature’ is entrusted to you; when the World Tree reawakens, I believe you will use it to awaken me and with life, compose a new era’s legend.”

Yi Lin bowed her head to receive the brooch, a crystalline tear slid from her eye, reflecting gentle green light with the emerald gem:

“Commander, rest assured, I will safeguard this mission. No matter how fierce the storms, the rhythm of life will not be broken.”

The surrounding companions stood in solemn respect, their faces full of complex emotions—worry, admiration, and the indescribable sadness of impending separation.

But they knew this moment was not only a farewell but also a necessary cleansing before embarking on a new journey that every Watcher must complete alone.

The distant peaks were stained pale gold by the rising dawn, and combined with the faraway horizon in violet-blue to form a strange spectacle.

Cold winds whipped through, lifting scattered snowflakes to dance among the ruins, as if singing the final song of life’s resilient tenacity between heaven and earth.

David again surveyed his surroundings, taking a deep breath of the pine-scented, icy air before stepping gradually to the stone platform at the altar’s center.

He extended his hands to feel the arcane rhythm circulating within him, merging and resonating with the external natural power.

“May my soul reside here forever, to guard the future.”

He closed his eyes to concentrate, channeling all his thoughts into the Rune Observer within him, a holographic image emerged, depicting the root network of the World Tree, resilient yet besieged by erosion.

He murmured to himself: “As long as the roots are not severed, there is hope…”

The sun rose higher, spilling its dazzling golden light across the Earth.

Though today’s parting was painful, it is destined to become a new beginning for overcoming obstacles together once more.

The sky gradually brightened, clouds billowed freely; a white dove flew from a high branch, its wings gliding through the morning light as if clearing away all gloom and bringing news of rebirth.

This day, beyond the new Hongqiao, a figure draped in a gray robe, wearing a straw hat and with a composed demeanor, slowly traversed the bustling city streets.

His steps were light, yet his gaze sharp like an eagle scanning the surroundings.

This person was none other than David, traveling under the guise of a ‘merchant’.

He concealed his iconic red-gold Battle Armor and leader’s aura, entering the historically rich and culturally thriving desert city-state—Kaslon as a traveler.

Recently, this place was devastated by frequent sandstorm disasters due to the ancient magical network’s loss of control.

David’s purpose here was to investigate the root cause and attempt to quell the crisis.

Beside him, he carried a simple small backpack, inside which were various Arcane Detectors and Portable Magical Artifacts.

As he walked into the wide market center, he slowed his pace, discretely observing the anxious expressions of vendors and the whispered conversations of the townspeople.

A long-bearded dwarf mage was fiercely debating with the mayor, the dwarf’s stout posture belied a furrowed brow, “The imbalance in the magical network is the precursor. If not repaired in time, it will completely destroy this fertile land!”

David lightly frowned, retrieving a small Rune lens and suspended it in mid-air, a holographic projection revealed the magical energy flow surrounding them—abnormal fluctuations concentrated near the southwest corner of the city-state, close to an abandoned ruin.

This was an old stone structure, eroded by wind and still ambiguously retaining the outline of the Witch King’s tomb, said to hide the most precious and forbidden secrets of past ages.

He put away the detector lens and quickened his pace towards the tomb.

The sands slapped against his face but could not conceal the focused and determined light in his eyes.

At the entrance of the tomb, a giant carved archway appeared before him, adorned with complex runes and ancient totems.

These symbols seemed to record countless historical flows, subtly hinting at clues related to the genesis of the ‘Anchor of the World.’

David reached out to touch the cold rough door frame, an aged arcane resonance spread through his fingertips into his body, as if his consciousness traversed to the distant beyond of intersecting time and space a thousand years ago.

He closed his eyes to feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, allowing his thoughts to settle to the deepest level, maintaining the highest reverence for this forbidden ruin.

Entering deep within the tomb, a dark deep corridor wound downward, murals on both sides depicted the rise and fall of the Witch King’s civilization: giant tree roots entwined to support the cosmic structure; the ‘Anchor of the World’ lay within as the core of all order;

while chaotic whirlpools brought catastrophic fractures.

These mural lines were robust, each one seemed to speak the silent secrets of millennia, like engraving a dream that shook the mind.

A faint scent of aged pine resin and a lingering chill permeated the air, difficult to breathe yet compelling one to immerse in each detail.

Suddenly, a slight fluctuation came, the wisdom magical instrument’s warning sound rang out, Liya transmitted a message remotely via starlight secret technique.

Her voice transformed from a faint shadow into a clear projection: “Commander, we’ve detected abnormal soul fluctuations in nearby space.

This may relate to the expansion of the ‘Anchor of the World’ cracks, please be cautious.”

David clenched his fist, “Understood, I will be on high alert.” He turned to gaze into the dark ahead, “This journey is full of unknown trials, but we must uncover the truth to fortify the foundation for multi-world stability.”

Continuing deeper, he found densely packed Rune Arrays covering the entire underground space, the shimmering blue-silver light like fine spider silk weaving an unbreakable Barrier. Yet cracks gradually widened, constantly infiltrated by Chaos Power, making the Barrier’s stability precarious.