The Witcher: Start with the Lord Marrying a Wife.

Chapter 526 Final Agreement
This matrix is ​​not only a source of power.

It is also a test of trial.

They must seize the initiative.

Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Lena stayed close to the ground.

Touch the gravel on the ground with your finger.

She exhaled: "Time does not allow us to hesitate."

We must act simultaneously.

Launch a decisive battle on two fronts!

Cynthia slowly closed her eyes and regulated her breathing.

Ripples spread across her body: "Twin Resonance."

It is the only key.

This is also the biggest challenge. Only by truly understanding the duality within oneself.

Only then can we manage this chaotic situation.

David looked into the distance.

Two figures.

One as bright as the morning sun.

A somber, gloomy scene, like the twilight.

They are moving in tandem toward their respective destinies.

they know.

this moment.

It will become a turning point in history.

It is the most brilliant and tragic chapter at the intersection of life, order and destruction!
The storm swept across the land once again.

But this time it did more than just tear the sky apart.

It also tore open the long-hidden fears and desires in everyone's heart.

The abyss of hell trembled once more.

It felt as if I was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand.

His breathing gradually became heavy and rapid.

Above the sky.

Suddenly, a huge crack appeared in the pitch-black space.

Countless symbols shimmering with a cold blue light emerged from it.

It resembles a spider web woven from countless rays of light.

The entire hell was shrouded in a cold and solemn oppressive aura.

David stood on this land eroded by ancient forces.

His entire body is semi-transparent.

However, it is covered with fine crystals.

Like a lake surface covered in frost in the dead of winter.

Every inch of her skin was trembling slightly.

That chaotic primordial core.

As heavy as obsidian.

It was implanted deep in his heart.

The pulse resonates with it.

Each jump seemed to tear apart the already fragile barrier between reality and illusion.

A sense of oppression permeated the air.

It makes it almost impossible to breathe.

But David's gaze remained firm.

He felt an irresistible yet unavoidable force approaching.

From that torn spatial rift.

The invisible energy fluctuations gradually condensed into a physical form.

It becomes almost invisible.

Yet, extremely powerful ripples began to spread.

This is one of the most extreme and destructive initiatives initiated by the observer civilization—the civilization restart protocol.

When the protocol is initiated.

A force of coercion swept across the land.

It encompasses all existence regardless of type or level.

All are pulled back to the quantum vacuum state.

Those lives, consciousnesses, and laws that were once firmly believed to exist in the material world.

Everything began to crumble under this relentless fluctuation.

It is extracted to the most primitive and pure uncertain state.

Time seemed to freeze.

It's as if we've reversed back to the starting point.

Everything is being redefined and reshaped.

David's eyes were slightly closed.

His brows were furrowed.

He could sense a piece of code sealed within the protocol—which contained his entire life trajectory.

From the moment I first encountered the world in my childhood to the present day, I have borne the dual fate of chaos and order.

He was suddenly jolted.

This is not just a simple command.

Rather, it was a precise judgment targeting the most core memories and experiences deep within his individual will, and even the will of all humanity.

this moment.

He knew he was more than just a participant.

It is an irreplaceable piece in the final game.

A character who carries countless secrets and destiny.

Faced with such a revolutionary truth.

He did not back down in the slightest.

I felt an unprecedented, burning, and resolute surge within me—

Even if destruction comes.

I too will become the foundation of new life!

He slowly raised his arms.

The crystals covering the body surface reflected a dazzling brilliance.

Like stars shining in the night sky.

He guided the chaotic pronucleus implanted in his heart to his entire body.

It spreads through the bloodstream.

Those crystals began to grow rapidly.

It continuously covers every inch of skin.

Every pore.

They all exude an indomitable spirit.

At this point, his body's crystallization rate had reached 90%.

Nearly perfect cured state.

But each small change made his power purer and stronger.

Right at this moment.

A strange phenomenon suddenly ripped through the edge of our vision—a black substance resembling a seed broke through the multi-dimensional barrier.

Emerging from the depths of the void.

In that brief encounter.

The appearance of the "Seed of Chaos" was faintly visible.

It contains more than just the seeds of destruction.

It also symbolizes the infinite possibilities and hopes that lie ahead in the new era.

Lena and Cynthia watched all of this from afar.

Their eyes held a complex expression.

There is reverence.

There is fear.

There is also a vague expectation for the unknown future.

Lena said softly, "This is... the end."

This is also a new prologue.

Cynthia nodded gently: "When the old order collapses."

New rules are bound to be introduced.

We must be the leaders.

No longer just bystanders.

The world was as still as death.

But it also seems to conceal a surging torrent.

at this moment.

Countless threads of fate intertwine and converge.

An unprecedented explosion is about to occur.

Deep within the heart.

Fireworks billowed and rolled.

The furnace roared.

David's chest felt as if it were being scorched by flames.

Yet it is as firm as a rock.

The chaotic primordial core implanted in the body.

At this moment, it transforms into the heart of the furnace.

Burning with flames that intertwine destruction and rebirth.

He felt a power surging from deep within him.

Each pulse resonates with the most primal vibrations in the universe.

The surrounding air was distorted by the heat wave.

It felt as if I had been swept up in an invisible hurricane.

David kept his eyes tightly shut.

Sweat dripped down his forehead.

The fine crystals on his forehead reflected a cold blue light.

he knows.

This is a process of forging and destroying divinity.

It was an extreme confrontation between will and rules.

This heart furnace is not only a part of his body.

It is also an ancient and mysterious machine.

Its internal rules are far beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

He focused all his efforts on channeling the power within the Chaos Core.

The essence of that destructive divinity was gradually refined and tempered.

It surged and rose in the sea of ​​fire.

however.

All of this is not harmless.

As the smelting process progresses.

Waves of vacuum decay erupted from the inner layers of his body.

Like an invisible sword piercing through space.

These fluctuations act on the surrounding matter in extremely strange ways.

This caused everything along the way to begin to quantize: once hard and stable stones instantly decomposed into countless quantum dots.

Torn apart and reassembled; molecules in the air vibrate violently under this force.

Like the most ferocious eye at the center of a storm.

David opened his left eye.

The eye transformed into a completely black pupil in the light.

The center is inlaid with fiery red flame patterns.

This is the "Eye of Destruction".

Once activated, it can sense and manipulate the laws governing the disintegration of matter.

He slowly turned his head.

Turn your gaze forward.

The rocks beneath my feet began to crumble, and rubble flew everywhere. A scene of utter destruction unfolded before my eyes.

Countless tiny particles rapidly disintegrated into hazy specks of light and dissipated into the air.

This is more than just destruction.

It's more like a profound insight into and mastery of the essence of reality.

It is a new ability that transcends common sense and subverts cognition.

Just now.

A faint, unpredictable wave of information quietly emerged within the vacuum decay wave.

These traces gradually coalesced into complex runic patterns—warning symbols left by the observers.

Every line contains a warning and a secret.

They seem to be slices of information from a higher dimension.

It subtly depicts the great calamities that may occur in the future.

David felt immense psychological pressure from these runes.

He squinted.

He subconsciously reached out and touched his chest.

But all he could feel was the intense heat and the rock-hard crystallization covering his entire body.

What are these symbols trying to remind me of?

He muttered to himself.

But I also know that the answer can only be found through my own exploration.

at the same time.

He felt a constant vibration within his body.

The collapse and reconstruction at the quantum level are happening at an alarming rate.

And being in it.

He felt as if he were in a vast world where eternal fire and icy void intertwined.

In this extreme environment.

He could almost hear the whispers of those vanished beings echoing—telling tales of past glories.

It also serves as a warning of future misfortunes.

suddenly.

A shadowy, phantom-like group of figures appeared on the inner wall of the furnace.

They were a group of blurry yet imposing figures—the undead among the Seventy-Two Wizards.

They were swallowed up in the cracks of time and space.

The robes fluttered like swirling smoke.

Each of their phantoms seemed to be watching David.

A cold, piercing gaze conveys a profound secret.

It contains a mixture of sorrow and anticipation, a sense of unwillingness to accept defeat.

This made the space feel even more oppressive and solemn.

Lena watched this scene from afar.

She frowned.

But his gaze remained firm.

"The Seventy-Two Wizards once tried to control Chaos."

But in the end, he succumbed to it.

Now they serve as a warning.

It could also be a guide.

After a long silence, Cynthia said softly, "This heart furnace."

It not only tempers and destroys divinity.

It records the past.

It also foreshadows the future.

And you.

She is the only one capable of bearing and managing all of this.

The flames still burned fiercely.

David closed his eyes.

Concentrate all your consciousness on the raging torrent deep within your chest.

He understands.

This purgatory was cruel.

But it will forge a true new beginning; only by completely breaking the old shackles.

Only then can human civilization usher in the dawn of a new era!

At this moment, the world is silent.

All that remained was the scorching, ceaseless pulsation.

There was a suffocating sense of oppression in the air.

The sky gradually darkened.

It was as dark as an abyss.

David stood on the vast earth.

His eyes are as bright as a torch.

However, he could not hide the shock and vigilance surging in his heart.

In the void ahead.

Cracks suddenly tore open.

Accompanied by distorted spacetime energy fluctuations.

Countless figures slowly emerged from different dimensions.

these people.

They were all David—countless clones from other timelines.

Their expressions varied.

Some had eyes as cold as ice.

Some of them had a murderous look in their eyes.

Some of them carried a hint of pity.

Each David carries with it distinct and unstable physical laws.

Those laws seemed to be embedded deep within their bodies—the gravitational constant was sometimes so powerful that it tore space apart.

Sometimes it is so faint that it is impossible to stand.

In the void.

These "time branches" spread wildly along the main timeline.

It's like countless sharp blades piercing into the realm of reality.

Different laws collide and intertwine with each other.

This creates a dazzling yet extremely dangerous conflict of new rules.

Space begins to distort and fracture; time becomes disordered and fluctuates.

Every breath can plunge consciousness into a chaotic vortex.

Lena stood in the middle of a wilderness that had not yet been destroyed.

Her expression was solemn.

But his eyes were bright and piercing.

She knew that this invasion was not as simple as it seemed.

These are individuals from different dimensions, each carrying a powerful influence on the physical laws of their respective universes.

Not a "person" in the true sense.

Rather, they are a kind of probability cloud-embodied experimental object created by the observer civilization—they represent the sharpest spike between infinite possibilities and the rules of reality.

It is an extreme test for the main timeline.

Looking at these figures emerging one after another, their rules disordered yet strangely uniform, they appeared in a group.

Lena took a deep breath.

Dramatic changes began to occur in all the cells of her body—she gradually froze the branches of the surrounding timeline.

It solidifies into hard crystals.

at this moment.

She experienced severe pain in her spine.

The process of endoskeleton crystallization is excruciatingly painful, like being cut with a knife.

But this also made her a "time anchor".

It became the only stable support in this chaotic sea.

Sweat trickled down her forehead.

She gritted her teeth.

He used all his strength to break apart those broken, growing alien branches.

It was firmly frozen by its own crystallization power.

We must prevent more unstable laws from distorting the foundations of reality.

She is crystal clear and as strong as a steel spine.

At this moment, it becomes a crucial entity that suppresses the chaos into a corner.

This is not just a physical evolution.

It is a rebirth after the extreme tempering of one's spirit and will!

far away.

A dark shadow loomed in and out.

That was David, a man with immense power who had fallen and become a puppet of the observer.

He has been promoted to the seventh environmental level.

But they lost themselves.

Only the lingering shadow of the coldly executed commands remains.

He stood there quietly.

Silently watching the clones of their kind wreaking havoc in the spacetime rift.

Every movement was light yet delivered a devastating shockwave.

The entire space trembled.

Lena's gaze was sharp.

"He was once one of us, and he is now."

But it became the biggest threat.

The wind is surging.

Countless clones intertwine and shuttle between fragments and fleeting moments.

They collided with each other, each carrying completely different rules.

This triggered a series of shocks and collapses.

This massive invasion by an army composed of multiple Davids is gradually eroding the foundations of the main world.

The only thing that could stop them was their indomitable will that solidified all the support points.

And that "time anchor" embedded deep in Lena's spine, gleaming with a cold light.

now.

The whole world was so quiet that it was as if even breathing had been frozen.

But between heaven and earth, the most breathtaking and crucial battle was born: fate versus chaos, order versus destruction.

The future survival of human civilization.

It all hinges on this moment!
In the silent space.

The air seemed to solidify into a thick curtain.

It blocked all sight and sound.

Lena and David stand on the edge of a shattered spacetime.

A suffocating sense of oppression permeated the surroundings.

That kind of oppression did not originate from external material things.

Rather, it is a mathematical plague that wriggles forth from the depths of consciousness.

This plague.

Unlike physical illnesses.

Rather, it is an existence that transcends the boundaries of matter.

It takes the form of an equation.

Use logic as your weapon.

It is slowly eroding the very foundation of the laws of the universe.

David frowned slightly.

He could sense that this mathematical plague was evolving at an alarming rate.

What was originally just harmless data fluctuations.

It has now evolved into a self-referential paradox virus—one that can self-replicate and self-deny.

At the same time, it is a logical deadlock that cannot be fully analyzed and resolved.

(End of this chapter)