The Witcher: Start with the Lord Marrying a Wife.

Chapter 525 The Truth About Bloodlines

Those cold symbols pierced my heart like sharp swords.

It makes people feel the inescapable and heavy truth carried by the great wheel of fate.

Lena and David stood guard on the outside.

Their expressions were serious but full of conviction.

David closed his eyes and sensed the chaotic furnace within his body.

He knew that this involved more than just a trial.

There is still a chance for a turnaround and endless possibilities.

"We are making use of this temporary safe haven."

Freeze the pain.

To build up strength for the next counterattack.

A low rumble came from the edge of the storm.

Like the sound of an ancient drum striking the depths of the soul.

They sensed that the external rules were still fluctuating and oscillating.

However, the inner world remains perfectly balanced due to the absolute barrier constructed by Cynthia.

This is a new attempt that breaks through conventional boundaries.

It was a turning point in the war.

It is also the most resilient line of defense against the shackles of fate!

Rock fragments are suspended in mid-air.

Every grain of dust shimmers with faint quantum particle fluctuations.

A frozen moment reveals a dazzling illusion: unfulfilled dreams from the past.

There are unsolved mysteries of the future.

There are also points where every choice in this world intersects.

they know.

This is a truly static church of life.

A spiritual refuge woven from frozen time and space!

Lena slowly approached the amber wall.

Gently run your fingertip across the transparent surface: "No matter how dark the road ahead may be."

This space will become our last line of defense.

It is also a beacon of hope.

David clenched his fist.

He had a tall and straight posture.

He appeared exceptionally resolute under the cold moonlight: "We cannot simply be waiters."

We must turn despair into motivation.

Break through the predicament with the power of freezing!

The battlefield was imprisoned.

But the heart has already spread its wings.

Amidst an intertwining of infinite possibilities.

Together they built a new era fortress that, after enduring painful trials, appears even purer, more transparent, and more indestructible!
The lowest level of hell.

The sound of the cold, flowing lava was deep and lingering.

It sounded like the oldest whispers from the deepest abyss.

Among the black rocks.

A faint, eerie light emanated from it.

It's like a secret that has been dormant for thousands of years is being awakened.

David stands tall in this scorching and desolate land.

The air was thick with heat and a sense of oppression.

His gaze was as firm as steel.

His arm was slightly raised.

The right arm had undergone a tremendous change—the Chaos Furnace and the Crystallized Laws had intertwined and merged.

Transform the entire arm into a tangible embodiment of the law.

Surrounding its surface are constantly flowing and shimmering runes and particle condensations.

Like a falling star, or like ripples in time and space.

Every tiny tremor.

Both can trigger subtle changes in the rules of the surrounding reality.

David slowly closed his eyes.

A power surging from the depths of one's bones and blood began to awaken.

That's his bloodline.

It resonated with the most hidden primordial remains in the deepest part of this hell.

The chaotic furnace within his body emitted intense energy fluctuations.

Accompanied by a low, resonant echo.

It was as if an ancient god had awakened.

"These remains are remnants of life that survived from the beginning of creation!"

David muttered to himself.

He reached out his right arm and gently touched the massive skeletal remains encased in volcanic rock.

Suddenly.

A burst of light erupted from the point of contact.

The surface of the wreckage was covered with primordial law patterns that shimmered with an unusual luster.

These textures are gradually covering and eroding the existing physical laws around them.

An unusual scent filled the air.

The fundamental rules that should have existed stably in three-dimensional space began to be replaced by a primitive and wild force.

If what they had previously controlled was the later-stage cosmic order.

These primordial laws are the undifferentiated, pure, and supreme fundamental will of the universe.

When flames and desolation intertwine to create a grand picture.

It instilled in everyone present an indescribable sense of awe and awe.

This is more than just an awakening of power.

It was a cognitive upheaval and shock—because what was truly astonishing was that…

This primordial remains contain a DNA structure.

It is an amazingly perfect match for the magnificent and complex new life core within David's body, formed from chaotic crystallization!

"My bloodline is not simply human genes."

David slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes shone with more than just determination.

There is also confusion and deep reflection about the completely new truth of one's own identity.

"All of this means..."

I originate from that era—one of the highest-ranking beings in that lost era.

His right arm suddenly tightened.

The runes rotated faster.

An invisible ripple spread from the fist outwards into the surrounding void.

He parted his lips slightly.

He chanted it in a low voice, like a spell.

At the same time, a dazzling, cold light emanated from his eyes.

He used this evolved hand to distort reality with his bare hands.

Rearrange and recombine the particles in the surrounding space.

To manipulate the fundamental laws of the universe with one's physical body!

now.

He possessed abilities that ordinary living beings could not achieve.

Furthermore, they become true embodiments of the laws—able to modify the structure of reality through their own will.

To achieve the impossible miracle that transcends the limitations of time and space.

At the chest of that enormous remnant of creation.

There is a detail that dazzles and shakes everyone: a rusty yet still incredibly sharp spear is stuck diagonally in the middle.

The spear's metal surface is engraved with ancient characters.

It is the weapon held by the first executive officer of the Observer civilization.

It is engraved with many star trails and symbols of judgment.

It acts like a cold, indifferent witness, guarding and binding the fading light of ancient life forms.

It also hints at how future fates will intertwine with the ambiguous question of the relationship between the observer and the bloodline host.

Lena stood not far away.

She gripped the ice-blue hilt of the sword tightly.

His whole body exuded an aura of frost.

But at this moment, her face showed more complex emotions: awe and excitement.

There was also a faint sense of fear about the unknown challenges of the future.

"It seems to be the end."

It's just a new beginning.

She said quietly.

"We are facing a new era that transcends any expected boundaries."

The storm swept across the land once again.

But it brought more than just destruction.

Rather, it is a new impact with a reshaping meaning.

Time seemed to become warped and disordered because of all this.

Clues from different times and spaces intertwine to form a giant web.

They will be drawn toward the unknown ultimate destination.

And tonight.

Under countless stars.

They are using blood ties as a key to unlock the door to the truth.

And ignite the only inextinguishable torch for your future!

The sky pressed down like an iron curtain.

The roar of the storm echoed between heaven and earth.

In the center of the battlefield.

The spirit of the Codex slowly rose to its feet.

Its body was like an ancient scroll materialized.

Translucent runic light danced across its surface.

Like the flow of the laws of the universe.

A solemn and dignified atmosphere permeated the air.

It was as if time itself held its breath and stared at this moment.

David, Lena, and Cynthia surrounded him.

His gaze was complex and solemn.

The spirit of the code seemed to sense their deepest expectations and fears.

His gaze was deep and unfathomable.

As unfathomable as the depths of a galaxy.

Yet it carried an unquestionable resolve.

"The wedge of order has been broken."

The spirit of the Codex had a deep, mechanical voice.

"Only through logical sacrifice."

Only then can we reactivate the oldest and most solid nexus in the foundations of the universe.

The words have not yet fallen.

A dazzling light suddenly burst forth from its core. That was its most precious and also most lethal data core—the immortal essence symbolizing the fundamental logic and guarantee of order in the mechanical realm.

however.

At this point, it chose self-destruction.

To restart the wedge of order at the cost of oneself.

A dazzling explosion rang out.

Space seemed to be distorted.

For an instant.

A new rule that seems absurd yet is extremely real is born – “1=0”.

This is a new law that breaks the common sense of basic mathematics and logic.

It spread within the realm of machinery.

It was like a raging torrent crashing against the foundations of the old system.

Everything around was thrown into chaos by this conflict of rules: the once indestructible data structure was shattered into fragments.

The normally operating mechanical device has fallen into disorderly vibration.

The chain that maintains balance and order has broken.

All established rules have become fragmented.

This disruptive collapse is not only physical.

It is a subversion of cognition.

When order is disrupted.

The weapon systems derived from it have also been forced to be updated and modified.

David suddenly realized.

The weapon that was activated and restarted was equipped with an extreme and dangerous protocol from the Observer civilization—a self-destruct protocol!
It was a data program hidden within the core of the weapon, possessing complete autonomous judgment capabilities and a destructive tendency.

Once started, it will trigger a chain reaction.

This dragged the entire battlefield and even the wider space into endless chaotic rifts.

This agreement symbolizes the strategy of eliminating risks at all costs when observer civilizations face disasters.

It sends chills down one's spine.

The spirit of the scriptures is about to crumble.

Tiny cracks began to appear in the core of its body.

With its last remaining strength, it rapidly backed up and transmitted the vast amount of data it had stored to the depths of David's consciousness.

The flashing stream of information rushed through my mind like a fierce lightning bolt.

Inject all the rule codes, secret strategies, and historical memories into his body.

Planting the key to the future.

Lena stepped forward slowly.

She gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands.

His entire body was covered in ice and flames.

But his face revealed a mixture of pain and respect.

"This is a sacrifice."

This is also a new beginning.

she whispered.

"We must bear this price."

Cynthia's face was solemn.

Her translucent quantum-state body trembled slightly.

Yet he remained calm.

"New life is born from chaos."

We must face the unknown challenges.

A dark crack suddenly appeared on the distant horizon.

That was a door opened by the new rules.

This also serves as a warning: an unknown force is lurking in the shadows.

Whether they can seize the initiative remains to be seen.

The success or failure will depend on the hidden code within the foreshadowing – the "weapon activation code".

It is the David gene entropy value of 0.72.

This number echoed in everyone's minds.

Like a top-secret code waiting to be unlocked.

This also means that a brand new chapter is about to be revealed.

This is a string of code derived from the entropy value of the origin of life.

It is the ultimate key behind all complex structures.

It is an important ticket to traverse the chaos and darkness and reach the dawn of the future.

As the aftershocks of the final explosion gradually dissipated.

The earth returned to silence.

But the electric current in the air still did not dissipate.

they know.

This sacrifice is merely a point in the long river of fate.

What truly determines the future is how they deal with the endless variables that will arise from it!
David gripped his right arm tightly.

He felt the core data was ingrained in his very being.

To further enhance one's own strength.

He gazed resolutely into the distance: "We still have a long way to go."

But as long as the light in your heart remains lit.

There is no end!

The sky gradually cleared at the eye of the storm.

A glimmer of new life shone in from the edge.

It tinged the silent earth with a faint golden glow.

The observer hidden in the shadows had a cold and stern gaze.

The sky suddenly shattered.

It was as if an invisible giant blade had ruthlessly severed reality from chaos.

Fragments of light and shadow intertwine between heaven and earth.

This creates two parallel yet intertwined battlefields.

David stood in the center of the dividing line.

His skin shimmered with a duality of light and darkness.

Consciousness was as if it had been torn into two distinct yet inseparable entities.

In the realm of reality.

The air was crisp and clear.

The last rays of the setting sun bathed the earth.

It illuminates the ruins torn apart by war.

David gazed into the distance.

The smoke of battle has not yet dissipated there.

But the soldiers still gripped their weapons tightly.

The eyes are firm.

"This is our foundation."

he whispered.

"If this land is lost."

Everything will collapse.

In the parallel realm of chaos...

All rules become fluid and blurred.

The space seemed to be folded and overlapped.

Countless phantoms rose and fell like waves.

The other half of David's consciousness manifested as a chaotic form.

He exuded dark purple energy.

Each breath felt like swallowing a galaxy.

"This is a place where destruction and rebirth coexist."

"Another David said in a deep voice."

"We must take control of it."

Otherwise, all hope will turn to ashes.

The two battlefields are mutually causal.

Like a pulse beating in sync: victory in the real world will directly lead to defeat in the realm of chaos.

However, the advantage gained from chaos will inevitably weaken the actual battle situation.

This conflict of rules has brought unprecedented pressure.

It plunged all participants into deep confusion and fear.

Lena stood beside the line of reality.

Her gaze was resolute.

However, he couldn't hide the deep frown on his brow.

"This split not only challenges our physical limits."

It is also the most severe test of one's mind and beliefs.

Cynthia floated between the two.

Her translucent body was framed by quantum interference patterns.

Like flowing water, ethereal yet real.

"This phenomenon originates from that chaotic proto-nucleus—which is in a state of quantum superposition."

Infinite possibilities intertwine to form a complex network.

We must understand and utilize this.

now.

David felt his consciousness being violently pulled into twins: one half focused on creation, building order and hope; the other half governed destruction, dismantling illusion and reshaping ruin.

They are both independent and coexist.

Engaging in a silent dialogue in the spiritual realm.

They coordinate every action and decision.

"I will protect the light of life."

"The Creator said firmly."

"And you."

Then it will guide the dark torrent.

Paving the way for a new world.

The Destroyer nodded slightly.

His gaze was as deep and unfathomable as the night sky: "Only through destruction can one find the answer."

Only then can order truly be restored.

This is the law of continuous circulation.