The Witcher: Start with the Lord Marrying a Wife.

Chapter 486 The Mystery of Dimensional Anchors
Cynthia's face turned somewhat pale, but she persisted, using her mental power to guide the points of light on the star map, trying to find the location that matched the Senate's encrypted runes.

"Found it!" Cynthia suddenly opened her eyes and pointed to three points of light on the star map. "These three locations are the dimensional anchor points. We must get to these places as soon as possible to stop the Senate's conspiracy."

Lena stepped forward, carefully examining the points of light on the star map. Suddenly, she frowned: "Cynthia, I sense a familiar aura emanating from one of the anchor points—the aura of abyssal sulfur!"

Cynthia was startled upon hearing this.

She knew that abyssal sulfur was a specialty of the abyssal plane, with a unique and unforgettable aroma.

If this anchor point is indeed related to the abyss, then the Senate's conspiracy may be far more complex and dangerous than they imagine.

“Lena, are you sure?” David stepped forward, his expression turning serious.

Lena nodded, closed her eyes, and began to resonate using the Snow Demon Breathing Technique.

A faint chill gradually spread around her body, as if it had formed some mysterious connection with the points of light on the star map.

A moment later, she opened her eyes, her gaze filled with certainty: "That's right, it's the scent of abyssal sulfur. Moreover, the anchor point is located in the frozen abyss, an extremely dangerous and remote place."

Upon hearing this, David frowned.

The permafrost abyss is one of the harshest environments in the wasteland, so cold that even the most resilient warriors would find it difficult to survive for long.

Moreover, many unknown dangers are hidden there.

“It seems we need to prepare properly,” David said. “Cynthia, you’re in charge of contacting our allies in other tribes and getting them to provide the necessary support. Lena, you and I will go and prepare the equipment and supplies for the expedition. We must set off as soon as possible and find and destroy these anchor points before the Senate initiates the sacrifice.”

Cynthia and Lena both nodded and got to work.

David then stepped aside, closed his eyes, and began to devour the soul of the captured dark wizard spy.

This is a unique ability of the fox clan, allowing them to directly extract memories and information from the soul.

A moment later, David opened his eyes, his gaze filled with shock and rage: "The Senate really did plan to initiate the sacrifice on the night of the Blood Moon! They intend to use the dimensional anchor point to open a passage to the Abyss and summon Abyssal creatures to enhance their power!"

Cynthia and Lena both gasped upon hearing this.

They knew that if the Senate's plan succeeded, the entire wasteland would be plunged into an unprecedented crisis.

“We must act quickly!” Cynthia said. “The Night of the Blood Moon is only a few days away; we must find and destroy all the dimensional anchors within that time!”

So the three of them gathered together again and began to formulate a detailed action plan.

They knew it would be a tough battle, but they also believed that as long as they were united, nothing could stop them from moving forward.

Over the next few days, Cynthia successfully contacted allies from other tribes and gained their support and assistance.

David and Lena, on the other hand, prepared a large amount of expedition equipment and supplies, including cold-weather clothing, food, water, and weapons.

They also prepared some magical items that could ward off the abyss's aura, just in case.

Finally, on the eve of the Blood Moon, an expedition team composed of the Mink Alliance and warriors from other tribes embarked on a journey to the Ever-Frozen Abyss.

Their hearts were filled with determination and courage, because they knew they bore the heavy responsibility of saving the entire wasteland.

The environment of the permafrost abyss is indeed extremely harsh.

The biting wind howled past, as if trying to freeze all life.

The expedition members were wearing heavy, cold-weather clothing, but they still felt the biting cold.

They proceeded cautiously, fearing that they might accidentally fall into a crevasse or encounter other unknown dangers.

After several days of arduous travel, the expedition team finally arrived at the location of the dimensional anchor point that exuded the abyssal sulfurous aura.

It was a huge ice cave, its entrance sealed by a thick layer of ice, with only a faint abyssal aura seeping out from the cracks in the ice.

David stepped forward and carefully observed the condition of the ice cave.

He knew that destroying this dimensional anchor point would not be easy; he would have to find a way to penetrate the ice and the abyssal aura.

“Lena, can you use the Snow Demon’s power to melt the ice?” David asked.

Lena nodded, closed her eyes, and began to cast the Snow Fairy's magic.

She stretched her hands forward, her palms radiating a faint chill that gradually condensed into snowflakes.

Snowflakes danced in the air and eventually landed on the ice at the entrance of the ice cave.

As the snowflakes melt, the ice layer also begins to gradually thin and melt.

After a period of effort, the ice cave entrance was finally completely melted open.

An even stronger abyssal aura surged from the cave entrance, making people feel suffocated.

The members of the expedition frowned and held their breath.

David walked to the entrance of the cave, took a deep breath, and then resolutely walked in.

Lena and Cynthia followed closely behind, both knowing that the moment had arrived and there was no turning back.

The inside of the ice cave is even colder and more piercing than the outside.

The cave walls are covered with sharp icicles, and you can easily get cut if you're not careful.

The expedition members proceeded cautiously, their torches illuminating the path ahead.

Finally, they arrived at the location of the dimensional anchor point.

It was a complex pattern made of black runes, emitting a dim light.

An aura of the abyss emanated from the pattern, sending a chill down one's spine.

David stepped forward and carefully observed the situation of the plane anchor point.

He knew that destroying this dimensional anchor point would not be easy; he would have to find a way to break the runes and sever the abyssal aura.

“Cynthia, can you use your illusion magic to find a way to break the runes?” David asked.

Cynthia nodded, closed her eyes, and began to cast the Nine-Tailed Illusion.

Nine tails gradually appeared behind her, emitting a faint glow.

Under the influence of illusion, the runes on the dimensional anchor point gradually began to reveal their essence and patterns.

After much effort, Cynthia finally found a way to break the rune.

She walked to the dimensional anchor point, stretched out her hands, and began to touch the runes one by one according to the method of deciphering them.

As she touched it, the runes began to dim, and the abyssal aura gradually weakened.

Finally, thanks to Cynthia's efforts, the dimensional anchor point was successfully cracked!

A powerful force erupted from the pattern, shattering the surrounding ice spikes.

The abyssal aura vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.

The expedition members cheered with joy, knowing they had successfully destroyed a dimensional anchor point, taking a significant step toward saving the wasteland.

However, they also knew that this was only the beginning, and two other dimensional anchor points awaited their destruction. So, the expedition continued its journey.

They knew that the road ahead would be more difficult and dangerous, but they also believed that as long as they were united and forged ahead, they would surely be able to overcome all difficulties and save the entire wasteland!
In the days that followed, the expedition team went through many hardships and finally located the locations of the other two dimensional anchor points, and successfully destroyed them.

When the last dimensional anchor was destroyed, the entire wasteland seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, as if a mysterious force was protecting this land.

The night of the blood moon has finally arrived.

However, thanks to the expedition's valiant efforts, the Senate's plan for sacrifice did not succeed.

The abyssal creatures did not arrive as expected, and the wasteland was spared an unprecedented disaster.

Cynthia, David, and Lena stood on the high ground of the wasteland, gazing into the distance.

Their faces beamed with the joy and pride of victory.

They knew that although they were just insignificant beings on this land, it was thanks to warriors and guardians like them that the wasteland was able to maintain its vitality.

“We did it,” Cynthia said softly.

David and Lena both nodded, their eyes shining with determination.

They knew that although the battle was over, their mission would never end.

They will continue to protect this land and its inhabitants forever.

With the successful destruction of the last dimensional anchor point, the joy in the hearts of the expedition members had not yet completely dissipated when new challenges followed one after another.

Their next target was the depths of the perpetually frozen abyss, where the true core of the first anchor point lay hidden—the skeleton of an ancient frost dragon that had slumbered for millennia.

The name "Eternal Frozen Abyss" alone is enough to inspire fear.

The ice layer was hundreds of meters thick, and the wind was biting cold, which even the most resilient soldiers could hardly withstand.

However, in order to completely eliminate the threat from the Senate, the expedition must venture deep into this land of death.

Mivi, as the wielder of the Trident of Poseidon, naturally became the trailblazer.

She stood at the edge of the icy abyss, gazing at the endless ice plains before her, her eyes shining with unwavering determination.

She took a deep breath, gripped the trident tightly with both hands, raised it above her head, and silently chanted a spell.

"In the name of the sea god, break through the obstacles before us!" Mivi's voice echoed in the cold wind, and with her words, a blue light surged from the trident, as turbulent as the ocean waves.

She swung her trident sharply, and a sharp ice blade shot out from the tip, cleaving through the ice in front of her.

The moment the ice broke, a chilling blast of air rushed out, causing the members of the expedition team to shiver.

However, they did not back down, but followed closely behind, venturing deeper into the icy abyss along the path opened up by Mivi.

As they ventured deeper, the surrounding temperature dropped and the ice layer grew thicker.

The expedition members had to wear their heaviest winter clothing to ward off the extreme cold.

Even so, they still felt a bone-chilling cold, as if their blood were about to freeze.

Finally, after several days of arduous trekking, the expedition team arrived at a huge ice cave.

This ice cave is different from the previous ones; it exudes an ancient and mysterious aura, as if it hides endless secrets.

Mivi stepped forward and carefully observed the condition of the ice cave.

She discovered that there seemed to be some kind of power fluctuating inside the ice cave, a power that resonated with the trident of Poseidon.

A thought struck her; she knew this was the place they were looking for.

"Everyone be careful, there might be danger lurking here," Miwei warned.

Upon hearing this, the members of the expedition team became alert. They gripped their weapons tightly and cautiously followed Mivi into the ice cave.

The inside of the ice cave is even colder and more piercing than the outside.

The cave walls were covered with sharp icicles, making every step fraught with danger.

However, the members of the expedition did not back down; they continued on until they came to a huge ice chamber.

Inside the ice chamber, in the center, lay the skeleton of a massive ancient frost dragon.

Its body was covered by a thick layer of ice, with only its huge dragon wings exposed, emitting a faint cold light.

A powerful aura of frost emanated from the skeleton, filling the entire ice chamber with cold.

"Is this the skeleton of that ancient frost dragon?" Lena exclaimed in amazement.

“It seems so.” David stepped forward and carefully examined the skeleton. “Moreover, I sense that there is some kind of power dormant within it.”

Upon hearing this, Miwei also stepped forward.

She raised the trident of Poseidon, preparing to cleave through the ice and examine the interior of the skeleton.

However, just as she was about to make her move, a powerful aura of frost suddenly erupted from the skeleton, forcing her back several steps.

"Watch out!" David shouted.

But it was too late.

The icy aura instantly enveloped the entire ice chamber, and the members of the expedition team felt a strong chill penetrating their bodies, as if even their souls were about to be frozen.

They tried their best to resist the chill, but the effect was not obvious.

Just then, a deep dragon roar suddenly came from inside the skeleton.

Immediately afterwards, a blue light shot out from the skeleton and soared into the sky.

After the light faded, the remnant soul of a massive ancient frost dragon appeared before everyone.

Its eyes were as cold and ruthless as ice, and its body exuded a powerful aura of frost.

"Is this the remnant soul of that ancient frost dragon?" Lena asked in surprise.

“It seems so.” David gripped his weapon tightly, watching the remnant of the Frost Ancient Dragon warily. “Moreover, its power seems to be much greater than we thought.”

The remnant soul of the Frost Ancient Dragon did not immediately launch an attack, but instead hovered in mid-air, scrutinizing the members of the expedition team with its cold and ruthless eyes.

It exuded a powerful aura that made it difficult for the members of the expedition team to breathe.

“What should we do?” Mivi asked.

"There's no other way but to fight." David took a deep breath, preparing to confront the remnant soul of the Frost Ancient Dragon.

However, at that moment, he suddenly felt a strong sense of calling surging from within him.

This sense of summoning came from his Chaos Dragon Wolf bloodline, as if resonating with the remnant soul of the Frost Ancient Dragon.

A thought struck him: this was a good opportunity to devour the dragon soul and enhance his own power.

(End of this chapter)