The Witcher: Start with the Lord Marrying a Wife.

Chapter 524 Quantum Storm
above the sky.

The dark clouds surged rapidly.

Dark purple arcs of electricity flickered and tangled in the clouds.

It felt as unsettling as if a rift in spacetime was being torn apart.

The dust on the ground was whipped up by the strong wind.

They hovered and leaped around David and his companions.

A thin layer of grayish-blue mist formed.

The entire battlefield is enveloped on the edge where illusion and reality intertwine.

David stood at the heart of this turmoil.

His gaze was deep and resolute.

The half of the face covered by the chaotic crystal faintly revealed a cold blue-purple halo.

It seems to contain absolute wisdom that transcends the boundaries of the mortal world.

He slowly raised his hands.

Countless tiny particles burst forth from the palm of your hand, shimmering with colorful light.

Those tiny yet intense unstable fluctuations, shining like stars, converged and intertwined in the air to form a vast cloud of chaotic probability.

The temperature in the air dropped sharply.

This cloud of mist seemed to have a life of its own.

It continues to expand and spread.

It envelops everything around it.

Lena stood to the side.

Her expression was solemn.

But she looked at David with complete trust.

"This is... a chaotic probability cloud?"

She whispered.

"You intend to use it to turn the entire battlefield into a quantum superposition state?"

David nodded slightly.

His eyes were sharp.

"That's right.

In this storm of probability.

All events will occur and not occur simultaneously—all actions of both sides are in a superposition state.

This is like a quantum war.

Infinite possibilities unfold simultaneously.

His hands trembled slightly.

Under his guidance, those particle clusters constantly transformed—sometimes turning into dazzling flames.

It then instantly freezes into frost crystals; at other times, it spreads out into a maze-like complex data grid.

Then it vanished into endless void in an instant.

This conflict of rules is like the laws of the universe being overturned and reconstructed.

Every movement brought profound shock.

"this means"

Lena's tone became serious.

"We and the enemy even attack each other."

Both can succeed or fail simultaneously. There is no absolute cause and effect.

"exactly."

David slowly closed his eyes.

A powerful energy surged from the depths of my mind.

He felt his nervous system crystallizing at an unimaginable speed.

Each neuron appears to be embedded with a hard, transparent crystal structure.

The chaotic power within him merged more and more closely with the memories of his two lifetimes.

It's as if time itself revolves around him.

"After this awakening."

I can foresee everything that might happen within the next 72 seconds.

He opened his eyes.

A complex and interwoven stream of information appeared in those blue-purple pupils.

Like a scene from a high-speed cosmic computer.

"This ability allows me to almost control my destiny."

But it also meant that I was under unprecedented pressure.

The surrounding scenery began to distort and deform.

Countless broken clues from parallel worlds hang in the air like a spider web.

In this state of infinite superposition.

Every life, every action, every choice exists in multiple versions—success and failure, survival and demise.

Countless possibilities intertwined to the extreme edge.

Like a turbulent sea, it rolls and surges endlessly.

Sudden.

At the very heart of the probability storm.

A huge, blurry human figure suddenly appeared.

Those are the data nodes controlled by the observer civilization—they are calculating and observing every possibility in this complex and ever-changing landscape.

It is a comprehensive simulation and deduction of David's behavioral trajectory.

The observer's cold, detached data-driven face seemed to pierce through the void.

They accurately predicted every move.

Every decision carries countless potential outcomes.

Silently weaving the future trajectory.

This realization is astonishing.

It also makes people feel a kind of invisible oppression: fate is not entirely free.

Or perhaps it is merely one link in a grand game designed by a higher being.

however.

even so.

David's expression showed no sign of backing down.

He clenched his fists.

Blue-purple flames burst forth from his fingertips, swirling around his nose and rising abruptly.

The flame seemed to burn through time.

It also solidified the space.

"I will not be defined."

I will use my willpower to break all predetermined paths!

Just now.

The enormous cloud of chaotic probability suddenly flickered with strange, dark ripples.

Amidst the complex flow of information.

An unusual scene looms before our eyes: a poignant and tragic beauty.

But there is a heartbreaking ominous prophecy—another version of yourself, traversing the mists of time and space, is gradually fading away.

That familiar face finally blossomed.

It was a smile tinged with sorrow yet also one of relief.
Lena took a deep breath.

She glanced at David and asked, "Is that... your future self-annihilation?"

Or is it some kind of unavoidable dead end?

His gaze paused for a moment.

But he quickly became certain: "Perhaps it's the result of a branch line."

But I will try my best to avoid it becoming the only ending.

This is the power that the fusion of memories from two lifetimes has given me.

That's the only reason I want to protect everyone and keep them alive.

A fierce wind howled and swept across the land.

Gravel and mud kept floating around.

Visibility plummeted to its limit.

An immense and irresistible force erupted from the center.

Countless extreme events erupted simultaneously: enemy mechanical limbs transformed into crystal blades and were wielded; burning flames suddenly turned into frozen ice; even the frequency of sound in the air changed at will.

This makes the battle rhythm full of strange beats.
But even so.

Against this backdrop, which appears to be utterly chaotic and with rules completely broken.

They remain standing.

With the utmost perseverance, we will face the impending decisive battle!
"Prepare for a real war."

Lena raised her sword and pointed it to the sky.

Her pupils split into two rotating rings.

It resonates perfectly with the surrounding anti-entropy airflow.

"This is our era."

We will be the masters of our own lives!

Raise your head.

The two fought side by side, battling fiercely.

And that vast and unpredictable chaotic probability cloud covering the heavens and earth continued to spread and expand—it not only devoured the rules.

It also breeds hope.

To propel them to new heights!
Chapter 39 The Lament of the Entropy Core

On the shattered battlefield.

The air seemed to be torn into countless tiny fragments.

Sound waves can penetrate the fundamental structure of all matter.

It can render solid rocks, steel, and even energy fields invisible.

That sound wave was not an ordinary vibration.

Rather, it is a frequency with a strong, destructive, and rhythmic impact.

It was as if the strong nuclear force had been directly disintegrated.

This prevents all microscopic particles from combining stably.

The air was filled with mournful cries that rose and fell.

It was like the first sounds of creation.

Yet it was filled with the chill of the apocalypse.

At the heart of this torrent of sound waves.

A colossal throne of molten cores floated in the void.

It is composed of interwoven hot molten metal and energy crystallization.

Like the most primordial and scorching inextinguishable core of the universe.

But at this moment.

Its wailing tore through the barrier of time and space.

The voice was deep, mournful, and filled with an overwhelming sorrow.

It's as if the very origin of the universe is crying out.

David stood before the throne.

His face was as rugged as a sculpture.

But his eyes were serious and deep.

That heart is no longer an ordinary human physiological organ.

Instead, he transformed it into a Chaos Furnace—a new core capable of bearing and fusing chaotic energy and manipulating the laws of spacetime.

His chest heaved violently.

But they no longer need breathing and oxygen support.

His face was covered with fine crystalline patterns.

That was the icy blue luster of crystallized nerves.

A chilling light flickered in the shadows. "The Molten Core Throne has been operating beyond its limits for far too long."

David whispered.

He reached out and lightly touched the blazing surface with his finger.

But I didn't feel any burn.

"This is a world-shaking wail."

It's not just about metal and energy resonance.

It's more like a painful cry from a living being.

The air vibrates.

He could feel each vibration striking deep into his bones.

The frequency was remarkably perfectly synchronized with his heartbeat—as if they were a single entity struggling in agony.

They are also interdependent and resonate with each other.

Lena stood beside him.

She frowned.

A pair of pupils, split into two rings, stared intently at the burning throne.

"This means that we are not just connecting machines and laws."

There is also a deeper level of life will.

Her voice was low and filled with awe.

"If the heartbeat resonates with the wailing."

Will we become an inseparable part of this lamentation?

David nodded slightly.

"I have upgraded and modified my heart into a Chaos Furnace."

Through it, I can absorb and regulate this extreme frequency.

But at the same time.

This also means that I have abandoned the most basic physiological needs of human beings.

His chest rose slightly.

No need to breathe.

No blood needs to flow.

He became an outcast in the flow of time.

It is a new life outside the rules.

suddenly.

A powerful tremor came from the bottom of hell.

The primordial chaos core within the ancient seal sensed the impact of this unusual sound wave.

It began to wriggle restlessly.

Its massive form remains sealed off.

However, it also began to have a significant impact on the surrounding space.

For a while.

The earth trembled repeatedly.

The crater spewed out eerie thick smoke.

A gloomy darkness permeated the surroundings.

It seems an uncontrollable disaster is about to erupt.

"The wailing not only ignited the material basis."

It also disturbed a deeper layer of the seal.

Lena's expression was solemn.

She slowly gathered the information that was surging within her ice-blue double-ringed pupils.

"This is a warning."

It's also an omen.

We have touched upon one of the most forbidden secrets of the universe.

David stared at the distant, gradually darkening and distorting earth.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly.

But he couldn't hide the heaviness in his heart: "Since that's how it is..."

We must bear all the consequences.

I will use my Chaos Furnace as the core.

Guide this pain to become strength.

He slowly closed his eyes.

His entire body exuded a chilling aura, as awe-inspiring as the birth of stars.

In the midst of high-intensity sound waves and violent spatial distortion.

The new neural network he built adapts to evolution at an astonishing speed.

Every flutter of the heart brings a soul-searching question.

Pushing human will to its limits.

The surrounding scenery flickered between light and shadow.

Fiery red light emanated from the cracks and fissures in the earth.

It contrasts sharply with the night.

At the eye of the storm, echoes resounded notes that surged and spread, intertwined with indescribable emotions.

It was like the prelude to creation.

It's like a doomsday elegy.

at this moment.

On the edge of the struggle between entropy and order.

They stood at the center of the cross-border storm.

Write a new chapter in destiny through your own existence!

Lena gripped the knife handle tightly.

She gazed ahead at the burning flames, which were not yet extinguished.

"We cannot let the cries of grief drown out hope."

This power will become the sole cornerstone for reshaping the future.

David opened his eyes.

The blue and purple hues of the pupils blended to form an endless, vast pattern of stars.

he knows.

This road is full of thorns.

And they are destined to be lonely.

But this is also the only way for them to transcend the constraints of the mortal world!
A deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth.

An indescribable sound wave swept across the land.

Countless rules and constraints gradually crumbled.

They stepped into the threshold of a new era—there.

There are infinite possibilities.

They also face eternal solitude!
On the battlefield.

The strong winds suddenly stopped.

The smoke of battle dissipated.

Everything seemed to fall into a deathly silence.

A stagnant and oppressive atmosphere filled the air.

It's as if time itself has been frozen and locked.

The distant ruins cast dappled shadows in the dim light.

Every inch of the ruins was covered by this silent stillness.

Cynthia stood amidst a scene of ruins.

She slowly raised her hands.

A soft yet resilient light burst forth from the fingertips.

Like the dawn breaking through the mist.

The light gradually coalesced into a huge and flawless amber sphere.

It enclosed the entire battlefield, along with the shattered figures and the whistling dust.

The air seemed to freeze at that moment.

Countless tiny particles are suspended silently.

Time suddenly stopped.

Everything around them came to an abrupt halt—even the faintest breaths and heartbeats seemed frozen in eternity.

Cynthia closed her eyes slightly.

Her expression was both resolute and serene.

now.

She did not simply block out the space.

Instead, it places the entire battlefield within an independent and statically flowing timeline—a new realm formed by its fusion with time.

Within this field.

The entropy value remains constant.

Whether it's a wound oozing blood or a break or fracture.

They will all remain in a state of injury forever.

It will not heal.

It won't get worse.

She slowly opened her eyes.

Those eyes shimmered with a hazy yet brilliant light, like a translucent quantum state.

Like fragments of a galaxy in the depths of the universe.

No longer entirely belonging to the mortal body.

Instead, it blends perfectly with this static flow of time.

"This is time amber"

She whispered.

"It not only blocked off the space."

It further tightened its control over the entropy value—preventing the wound from healing.

This also prevented the disaster from spreading further.

The inner surface of the surrounding amber sphere shimmered with a faint, ethereal light.

In those crystal-clear areas, fine and complex textures can be faintly seen.

The texture bore a striking resemblance to the legendary "Wedge of Order".

This mysterious substance is considered a crucial pillar in maintaining cosmic order.

And now it turns out to be of the same origin as this material that freezes time and space.

It leads to a profound cognitive upheaval: it turns out that controlling chaos and order are not opposites.

The two may originate from a deeper, unified law of the universe.

Cynthia gently touched the pendant on her chest.

It was a small crystal containing ancient time and space codes.

It echoes the amber ball in my hand.

Like two mirrors reflecting endless possibilities.

at this moment.

She became not only a guardian of time.

It has also become part of the hub connecting multiple laws.

suddenly.

Her gaze fell upon a faint pattern inside the seal.

It was a string of strange symbols carved on the inner wall.

It appears random yet is remarkably regular – a surprising discovery upon closer inspection.

This is actually a crucial note from the observer civilization regarding the date of David's final trial!

(End of this chapter)