The Witcher: Start with the Lord Marrying a Wife.

Chapter 591 The Astral Compass Appears

David nodded in response. He adjusted his breathing, gathering the lingering fatigue and burning passion within him.

With its own chaotic divinity, it stabilized the constantly fluctuating space around the void star core, making its frequency synchronize with the stable resonance of the array inside the ship, and together resisting any external disturbances or threats!
The core area of ​​the mother nest is on the verge of collapse.

The void star core that David had just seized and brought under his control was now emitting a faint blue-purple glow, and its violent vibrations caused the spatial rifts to expand continuously.

The air was thick with the stench of decay and scorching, accompanied by a dull, soul-piercing roar, as if the end of the world had come.

The massive inner walls of the Zerg hive twisted and deformed, countless fleshy tubes and tentacles tore and broke, and bottomless black cracks ripped through the dimensions of space like gaping maws devouring souls.

Accompanying this violent upheaval, the main consciousness of the "Star Eater" erupted with a deafening roar—a furious wail of despair born from losing core control and teetering on the brink of collapse.

"Retreat! Retreat immediately!" David roared, his entire body burning with chaotic divine power, leading the team at extraordinary speed toward the landing craft.

They bear not only the weight of life, but also the responsibility of maintaining the balance of the future multiverse.

Arya brandished her longsword, and ice runes exploded on the blade. With each swing, a chilling aura, like hail, enveloped the surroundings, continuously crushing the remaining insect swarm in an attempt to stop their escape.

Anne followed closely behind, her face pale but her eyes still shining with wisdom, continuously stabilizing the Star-Eyed Clan Chief's spiritual core through the mental link.

That being, condensed into a ball of light, pulsating and shimmering with faint starlight.

The landing craft's hatch slowly opened, like a giant iron arm opening its arms to welcome the miracle of life.

The surrounding space twisted and swayed due to uncontrolled gravity, and every step felt like stepping on a shaky platform, but the team members showed no fear, focusing their attention on their target and charging forward with full concentration.

"David, we're about to be swept into the collapse!" a technician urgently reported over the comms, his voice a mixture of barely suppressed panic and excitement.

"The 'Silver Wing Ark' tractor beam has been activated, but its stability limit is approaching!"

On the bridge, the commander operated the control panel with a blank expression, his eyes keenly adjusting the traction band frequency to prevent any slight mistake from having a fatal impact.

"Stay calm and stabilize the situation with all your might! This is our last line of defense!"

Time seemed to freeze and stretch out at this moment, every second filled with unpredictable and deadly danger.

They watched as large swathes of spatial barriers began to collapse and shatter, and countless biological tissues rubbed and exploded, stirring up dust and blood mist that filled the entire field of vision, like an apocalyptic storm sweeping in.

Just as they were about to reach the landing craft hatch, a powerful energy wave suddenly struck from behind, condensing some of the remaining insect swarms into a blood-red vortex that raged and swept towards the team.

Arya fiercely swung her sword to slay those who blocked her way, while Annie bit her lip and used runic power to build a purple-blue mental barrier to protect everyone from the attack.

David frowned, his muscles tense. He forcefully mobilized chaotic energy to infuse his body with endless power, while simultaneously using the mental network to direct everyone to strengthen their formation coordination.

"Hold on! We're just one step away from safety!"

Finally, amidst the roar and violent tremors, they rushed into the landing craft.

The ship's doors slammed shut, and a thick, dazzling blue-and-white traction beam was projected from the distant spaceship, like the hand of the universe gripping them firmly, temporarily separating the shattered mother nest from the abyss of catastrophe.

The air inside the cabin was instantly compressed to a safe level. Sweat soaked through everyone's armor, but their gazes remained as firm as ever, without a trace of evasion or trembling.

They knew that this spaceship and this mission carried a glimmer of hope for maintaining the delicate balance of order in the entire universe!
Suddenly, at a critical moment, the small patriarch's spiritual core, which was shimmering with faint starlight and contained immense wisdom and power but was still weak and trembling, projected a soft, warm yet penetrating vein of starlight directly onto the replica stardial fragment worn on David's necklace!

The veins flowed slowly like a fine ribbon, meandering and spreading across the surface of the replica, quickly transforming into an exquisitely crafted, delicate instrument that emitted a soft, crystalline glow.

An "Astral Compass" constructed from pure astral energy, with intricate patterns and veins surrounding it!
The compass is crystal clear, and its structure is complex and ingenious yet extremely practical: it has the ability to automatically calibrate various unknown and known coordinate systems in the multiverse;

It can proactively warn of potential spatial anomalies and dangerous areas along the route of travel;

It also contains some ancient, precious, and mysterious cosmic navigation map information of the Colored Eyes race, which is an indispensable tool for future in-depth exploration and strategic planning!
“This is…?” Arya clenched her fist and stood up, her eyes shining brightly as she looked at the compass. “This is a gift from the chieftain, a symbol of his trust and expectations for us!”

Anne nodded gently, touching the surface of the compass with her finger to sense the complex flow of information within. "It is not only a navigation tool, but also a key carrier that connects past and future memories and protects our exploration of unknown truths."

David's face broke into an undisguised smile of gratitude as he gently lifted the heavy, meaningful little device, as if grasping new hope after overcoming the crisis.

"With it, we will be able to face the new journey that is about to begin with greater composure."

The sounds of the collapsing and destruction of the mother hive still echoed from outside the spaceship, but the Silverwing Ark was steadily and firmly towing the assault team back to the main ship.

David stood before the command platform, his eyes blazing. The heart-wrenching roar of the collapsing core of the hive and the horde of insects fleeing in a frenzy still echoed in his mind.

The enormous void star core and the astral compass hung heavily on his mind.

"Initiate hyperspace warp!" he commanded without hesitation.

The captain signaled to the control panel to initiate a complex and extensive space travel procedure.

The stardial fragments and the void star core combined to release intense energy fluctuations, exceeding the limits of conventional driving.

Bathed in a deep blue light, the "Silver Ark" was gradually enveloped in a magnificent and intricately arranged curtain of spacetime energy.

The space began to expand and compress alternately, causing ripples to spread across the surface of the ship and emitting faint vibrations.

This warp was unusual—it was propelled by a portion of the energy from the void star core, which greatly increased the warp speed, but also placed an unprecedented burden on the hull.

The technicians on the bridge frowned, constantly monitoring the system feedback: "The temperature of the power core is rising continuously!"
The shield system is nearing its limit!

Energy consumption rate has more than tripled!

David's eyes were serious. He knew that although this high-speed escape route was full of risks, it was currently the only way to escape the Zerg's pursuit.

"Maintain stability! Ensure the integrity of the navigation matrix at all costs!"

The surrounding cosmic landscape is constantly changing.

In the blink of an eye, they broke through the dangerous section filled with corrosion and dark smoke, but also ushered in a more challenging time-space jump phase: the hull began to experience compression and distortion, various complex equipment frequently alarmed, and all systems fell into a state of high stress.

At that very moment, an unusual signal broke through the communication barrier, faintly transmitted from a damaged communication array. This signal originated from the distant homeland—the Silver Moon Kingdom—but it carried a strong sense of decay, like a fragment of information torn and distorted by time and space.

Anne's expression changed drastically. She immediately retrieved the signal data and used her mental power to project an image onto the three-dimensional battlefield projection in front of her:
The image is intermittent, yet clearly discernible:

"...The Council of Eternal Night...surprise attack...infiltration by dark forces...cooperation with the Church..."

"The city's protective formation has suffered a severe blow..."

"Cynthia, to protect the people..."

"Beast-like rampage out of control..."

"A frontline soldier, critically wounded and on the verge of death..."

"The city is on the verge of collapse!"

The information struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer. The blurry images of people struggling in pain, crumbling city walls, and terrified people fleeing in all directions made everyone's blood boil, their hearts surge, and they felt saddened.

David frowned and quickly analyzed: "This message was obviously a top-secret emergency request for help sent before regular communications were blocked, but due to the interference of a small spacetime bubble caused by the battle, residual information fragments were left behind, which we were able to capture by chance."

Arya gripped the hilt of her sword, her gaze resolute. "Cynthia's beast transformation out of control? That's the kind of new disaster we can't afford."

Anne quickly added, "And it's clear that the 'Eternal Night Council' is being attacked from both sides by powerful enemies, and is not fighting alone."

This means they are in grave danger, and our assistance is crucial.

The technician's expression was grave. "Multiple parts of the ship's hull have developed microcracks and localized equipment malfunctions due to excessive hyperspace warp loads. Immediate emergency repairs are needed, otherwise a chain reaction of failures may occur."

David took a deep breath, focused his mind, and used the power of chaos to briefly stabilize the ship's structure, while simultaneously directing Annie to assist in strengthening the mental matrix to resist interdimensional interference.

"This journey is far from over. We must protect the strength we have, and we must not ignore the information that our homes are about to be plunged into disaster."

Anne was pale, her hands gripped her staff tightly, and her eyes betrayed her anxiety.
Arya's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, her knuckles turning white, as fighting spirit and fear intertwined into a complex emotion.

David stood before the command platform like a solemn deity, his eyes deep and unfathomable, yet revealing a violent surge of extreme anger.

Just now, he caught the urgent distress signal coming from his homeland, the Silvermoon Kingdom.

The shattered fragments of information swayed within the spacetime bubble, like an incredibly sharp blade piercing his heart—

The Eternal Night Council is under attack, the city's protective array is on the verge of collapse, Cynthia has gone berserk and is critically injured and on the verge of death, and the city is on the verge of falling...

Every word burned his soul like a raging fire.

The chaotic core surged violently with his rage, unleashing a torrent of energy out of control.

The space on the bridge distorted slightly, and that eerie power, seemingly emanating from the darkest corner of the cosmic abyss, surged through the air, like a startled beast tearing through the void.

Lia gripped her staff tightly, her whole body taut, her knuckles white from the force, but she didn't utter a word, only exchanging unspoken worries and determination with David through her eyes.

Anne closed her eyes and exhaled slowly. She knew what this sudden bad news meant, and she was even more aware that the return journey would be far more difficult than expected, with countless unknown darkness lurking ahead, waiting to devour them.

David gritted his teeth and forcefully suppressed the catastrophic destructive impulse that was gradually swelling within him.

He spoke coldly, his voice icy and chilling, as if it came from a frozen abyss: "Ignore energy loss! Maximum power! Target—Silver Moon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the roar of the Silver Ark suddenly reached its peak.

The ship hull seemed to be squeezing out its last bit of life force, emitting a heart-palpitating groan of unbearable strain, constantly bursting out with tiny cracks and sparks.

But in this critical moment, every member of the cabin held their breath and stared intently at the instrument panel in front of them. They knew that this was a life-or-death moment, and the only chance to quickly turn the tide!
The captain was pale, but he resolutely carried out the order.

"Warp Engine activated! Energy distribution system switched to overload mode!"

Alarms from all the major systems sounded incessantly, yet they operated in an orderly and coordinated manner, with countless complex mechanical components responding to the warp drive at extreme speeds.

The mysterious rhythm created by the stardial fragments and the void star core formed a dazzling radiance around the ship, enveloping the entire spaceship like an impenetrable shield.

Space began to distort and deform, and tearing warp tunnels rapidly unfolded. They were narrow and bizarre, slicing through the stable cosmic structure like sharp swords in the void.

This time, they once again stepped into an unexpectedly dangerous and unpredictable spacetime dimension.

"Warning! The ship's structural damage is expanding!" the technician exclaimed urgently. "Abnormal ripples have appeared in multiple core pipelines, and the oscillation frequency of some interfaces is out of control!"

Arya gripped her longsword tightly and took a step back, using the power of runes to stabilize the surrounding aura. "Just a little longer, we must hold out until we reach a safe zone!"

Anne closed her eyes and chanted a spell. She formed hand seals to release a mental protective grid, guiding and buffering the continuous influx of spacetime disturbances to reduce the impact on the mental matrix and life support system.

"Everyone adjust their breathing rhythm and synchronize their mental frequency!"

However, even with such strict protection, it could not stop the discomfort that eroded the mind and every cell of the body from the inside out.

The ship's interior seemed to be pulled and twisted by an invisible force, and each tremor felt like being pricked by needles deep in one's soul, causing unbearable pain.

David's brow furrowed even more, his muscles almost stiffened, but his gaze became even more resolute.

He knew that this was not just a voyage, but also a test of his faith and willpower beyond limits.

He absorbed the destructive power gushing from the core of chaos, and with extraordinary determination, controlled his emotions, not allowing the slightest loss of control to become the fuse for defeat: "We have no way back, we can only move forward."

"Attention everyone!" he said in a strong voice. "Based on the latest information we've received, we must speed up our return journey."

Before ensuring safety, be prepared to respond to any unforeseen circumstances. Initiate emergency defense procedures immediately should any remnant of the brood mage or hostile intervention be detected.

(End of this chapter)