The Witcher: Start with the Lord Marrying a Wife.

Chapter 633 The Vow of Reincarnation
He walked slowly along the path paved with fallen leaves in the forest, his eyes fixed intently on the sacred place before him, a place that resembled a natural temple, nurtured by giant trees and springs—the very core of the Emerald Dreamland, the ancient tree base known as the "Heart of Life."

The giant tree is vigorous and powerful, its branches twisting and intertwining to form a shape that encircles the altar. Inlaid on the altar are crystal-clear fragments of the Heart of Life, shimmering with a faint light. Their radiance is like stars falling to earth, yet it is gentle and generous, containing endless vitality.

David slowly knelt down and took out a crystal core from his bosom. It was a new body core forged from the essence of arcane and natural power, and he gently placed it in the center of the fragment of the Heart of Life.

“Eileen,” his voice was deep and gentle, like an ancient valley echoing, “may this power protect you and help you rebuild your body, resume the rhythm of nature, and allow your soul to coexist with the mortal world, no longer bound by fate.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle breeze suddenly arose, rustling the fine grass leaves around him.

The lush greenery rippled in the wind, as if responding to his call—the branches began to wriggle and extend, and layers of verdant vines spread out from the base, gradually covering the crystal core and enveloping it into a complete and vibrant new life form.

This new body shimmered with a faint blue-green hue, blending seamlessly with its surroundings, like a forest guardian awakening from slumber.

Irene's once broken, wandering, and forgotten soul gradually coalesced, constantly gathering powerful vitality within its new form.

She witnessed the world's recovery and felt that David gave her not only a physical body, but also hope and a sense of belonging.

At this moment, her eyes were filled with tears, yet she smiled, a sense of relief and joy at the fulfillment of her most sincere wish for freedom.

Meanwhile, at a moonlit altar not far away, a solemn and sacred ceremony was underway.

The altar, carved from pure white marble, radiates a cool yet serene silver glow under the cover of night.

Light blue magic circle patterns divide the space into multiple sections, while a large arcane gem representing the trajectory of stars and the cycle of fate is inlaid in the center.

Lia was draped in light armor woven from silver threads, a soft blush rose on her cheeks, and her bright, lively emerald eyes sparkled.

As Cynthia stepped to her side, their eyes met, revealing a resolute and resonant emotion.
Lena stood quietly to the side, her amber eyes filled with warm care and endless hope for the future.

Everything seemed to be silently telling a story: this was their shared promise to use their faith to protect this world from darkness and prevent it from being swallowed by fate again!
David sat at the center of the altar, his fingers lightly tracing the details, slowly projecting the prepared Reincarnation Star Pattern onto the chests of everyone present.

One after another, dazzling runes unfolded like a galaxy, resonating with their bloodline and connecting to the faintly visible trajectory of a new star deep in the sky.

Like a destiny pact, this mark will tightly bind their life trajectories, making them important pillars in protecting the undying flame of the mortal era!

The ceremony was solemn and dignified. Each time a rune lit up, it was accompanied by subtle ripples in the air, and the expressions of the crowd changed accordingly: Lia closed her eyes slightly, as if she was silently reciting a prayer.

Cynthia's lips were tightly pressed together, but her brows were resolute and determined.

Lena smiled, revealing a rare relaxed expression that showed boundless trust and blessings for the future.

At the same time, their breathing gradually became steady, and the energy fields emanating from each other intertwined more closely, which was destined to be an unbreakable and eternal bond!
However, just as everyone was welcoming this new era covenant, a lithe figure quietly slipped through the woods and stepped onto the edge of the altar.

He wore black iron wizard armor, his muscles were clearly defined, and every breath he took seemed to shake the heavens and earth.

He was Hill-David's most tenacious and unyielding warrior, and one of the best symbols of the human spirit.

However, at this moment, his eyes did not hold the flame of glory that the participants had been anticipating, but rather a resolute and cold glint that was difficult to conceal.

He stopped and gazed at the sealing ceremony from afar, but never took a single step closer. He gripped the hilt of his blood-stained longsword, clenching and unclenching it tightly, as if struggling with inner turmoil.

“Commander, I…” His voice was low but firm, “I refuse to accept the Reincarnation Star Mark.”

Everyone was stunned upon hearing this, exchanging shocked glances.

"Why?" Lia asked first, raising an eyebrow but her tone full of concern. "Your power has long surpassed the mortal realm. This mark is to ensure the continuous inheritance of our shared will!"

Hill pointed his sword to the sky, his back as straight as a mountain. "I am a mortal, and I am willing to use my mortal body to protect the commander's return journey!"
My mission does not depend on the authority of the gods, nor does it require an eternal covenant.

I believe that oaths forged in blood, and loyalty used to resist darkness, are purer than any magical rune.

Cynthia looked at him with tears in her eyes: "Your choice is admirable, and it makes us understand what true faith is."

But please remember, whether you accept it or not, we still consider you a brother who fought alongside us.

Lena nodded in agreement: "The right to choose freely is one of the core principles we must defend. No matter which path we take, as long as we hold firm to our beliefs, we will eventually move forward hand in hand."

The atmosphere suddenly became exceptionally solemn yet filled with warmth.

Even after the gods' authority was permanently sealed and a new era for humanity began, they still maintained their relentless pursuit of freedom and the right to self-determination. This added a touch of lively and vivid human tension to the entire ceremony, which was not only solemn but also a truly important footnote to the historical chapters that deserve to be remembered and sung about!

As night deepened, the moonlight grew ever brighter and cooler, bathing every corner of the earth and illuminating the Emerald Dreamland as if it were a pristine, dreamlike paradise.

The occasional howls of ancient forest rangers echoed from afar, adding a touch of wild rhythm to the entire forest.

At this moment, all the chaos and noise have temporarily subsided, leaving only the afterglow of the setting sun swirling and lingering among these people burning with hope...

As the final magic array contracted and closed, the symbol of reincarnation was finally fixed on the chests of each participant, radiating a golden-blue glow, like newly born eternally burning stars in the night sky.

From this day forward, they will not only represent their respective ethnic groups, but also become an immortal oath to transcend the shackles of time, face unknown challenges together, and fight side by side!
David stood up and looked around. He saw that every face shone with a different expression of determination: there were the stubborn and resolute warriors, the reserved and composed sages, and the pure and gentle young girls...

All of this forms a magnificent yet delicate and tender picture.

He gathered his sleeves, displaying the demeanor of a leader with every breath: "This is our covenant of immortality, which will not be broken by the passage of time."
This is our vow: no matter how many difficulties we face, we will join hands and build a new era that belongs to us!

Inside the parliament hall, dozens of representatives dressed in traditional ethnic costumes gathered together.

Their expressions were solemn, but they couldn't hide the glimmer of new hope in their eyes.

A giant holographic projection embedded in the wall slowly lit up; it was a spatial network diagram covering key nodes of the seven planes.

The points of light connected into lines, like a vast cosmic net woven together, linking various other worlds.

Cynthia, clad in a silver-blue battle robe, stood in the center, her gaze resolute, her voice carrying an undeniable power: "Gentlemen, this is a crucial step we have taken in rebuilding the multiverse order—Project Rainbow Bridge."

As soon as she finished speaking, the entire hall fell silent. Every representative held their breath and stared intently as seven golden passages on the spatial network map slowly flickered, each located in the Blood Prison World, the Elven Homeland, the Purgatory Mystic Domain, the Sky Rift, the Phantom Abyss, the Eternal Night Forest, and the edge of the other side of the Prime Plane.

“These portals will become crucial hubs for crossing world barriers,” Lena said, her arms crossed over her chest, her amber eyes calm and clear.
"We plan to build rainbow bridges at the core stable nodes in each dimension to achieve comprehensive linkage of resources, manpower allocation, and strategic defense."

David stood beside the projection, wearing a crimson-gold armor that had lost its former glory but was still incredibly sturdy, with mottled marks that seemed to tell the story of the passage of time.

He looked down at the shimmering lines, his deep eyes calm and sharp as if he were observing the mysteries of the universe.

"The stability of the spatial nodes is the most critical aspect of this operation," he said in a calm and powerful voice. "I will personally go deep into various places to remove the remnants of chaotic divinity, reinforce the channel structure, and ensure that the portal will not collapse due to ancient taboos or otherworldly fluctuations."

Blue-silver arcane runes faintly appeared in his hand, flowing like a fine river of stars. His fingertips touched a spot on the projection—the core point connecting to the "World Anchor" of the seventh layer of the abyss.

As the area was magnified, a deep and chilling aura immediately spread, surging throughout the entire area like an undercurrent.

Hill stood beside him, gripping his blood-stained longsword tightly, his eyes as sharp as the edge of an iceberg in winter: "According to the latest reconnaissance, this level not only has a large amount of chaotic energy infiltrating it, but also faintly emits eerie sounds like the whispers of ancient gods."

This is the greatest test of our will. His voice was low and firm. "Any negligence could trigger a spatial rift spiraling out of control or even a multidimensional catastrophe; we must remain highly vigilant."

Liliana stroked the end of her wand, her brow furrowed but her fearlessness undiminished: "I have begun researching countermeasures and protective arrays to assist Master David in guarding these nodes."

She looked up at the crowd and said, “This road is full of dangers, but that’s precisely why we need to unite and not slack off in the slightest.”

A lively discussion immediately erupted in the conference hall. A dwarf chieftain suggested in a deep voice that mechanical assistance functions should be enhanced, an elven council representative proposed a solution to incorporate natural elements, and an orc leader emphasized the need to increase the number of guards to ensure strategic security.

These diverse viewpoints clashed and interacted, making the atmosphere of the meeting both tense and constructive.

Time seemed to stand still, as every decision concerned the survival of tens of thousands of lives and the future trajectory of multiple physical worlds.

David looked around at everyone and felt that different cultures and beliefs from all directions converged into a powerful spiritual torrent, which was the most real and resilient symbol of life force in the mortal era!
He stepped to the towering stone pillar, and a faint blue light rose from the runes on his chest, reflecting off the intricate array patterns carved at the top.

He closed his eyes and focused his mind, channeling his thoughts into the Law Observation Eye within his body. His brain rapidly analyzed the information sources pouring in from multiple spatial data streams—the frequency of void oscillations continued to rise, some nodes showed signs of slight structural collapse, and the ancient consciousness in the undercurrent seemed to be quietly reviving!

Hill stared intently at the map before him, his longsword tapping lightly on the table with a crisp sound, like the beating of a war drum.

"This is the greatest trial of the new era. No matter what tricks the enemy may have up their sleeves, we, the Witch Knights, swear to protect the peace of the people with our lives!"

Cynthia frowned slightly, but her gaze became more determined, and she clenched her fists, her shoulder armor reflecting a cold, icy light.

"I have dispatched the Beast King troops to garrison key areas, using bloodline seals to reinforce the barriers and assist in defense, all to ensure the smooth progress of the project and prevent any magical beasts from disrupting order!"

Lena then stepped sideways toward the control panel, running her fingertips across the complex array of runes. Each touch caused the air to vibrate, guiding the surrounding arcane energy to reweave into a stable barrier.

"Our science and magic must be perfectly combined. This is not just about technology, but also about a great fusion of civilizational ideas."

A spark of wisdom shone in her eyes: "Only in this way can we resist the erosion of chaos and allow the new era to continue its eternal vitality!"

The representatives nodded in agreement, exchanging complex and meaningful glances: This is a thorny but irreversible path, a shared destiny and responsibility for all races, and a redefinition and reshaping of beliefs after the end of the era of the gods!

Outside the window, the wind swept across the sky, and a new moon gradually climbed into the depths of the night, shining even brighter against the backdrop of the dark stars.

Time ticks forward, and what they bear on their shoulders is not only the victory of the present, but also the watchful waiting, struggle, and hope for the endless years to come!

As the meeting drew to a close, the giant crystal ball in the center of the hall emitted increasingly intense and dazzling silver-white ripples, and the coordinates of each teleportation portal were precisely locked.

A vortex of floating runes, resembling the center of a galaxy, guides countless interdimensional energies to surge and converge, laying a solid foundation for the upcoming Rainbow Bridge Project!

David looked back at the crowd, and the expressions on their faces, whether tired or excited, were imprinted in his memory as a testament to their unwavering beliefs.

They are about to embark on a new journey that transcends the limitations of time and space, using the wisdom of mortals to build an unshakable foundation and pry open a new door to dawn for the shattered universe.

A huge holographic projection floated in the center of the hall, projecting a star core that shone with a blue-purple glow. It was the "Void Star Core" that had just been retrieved from the ruins left behind by the Star-Eyed Clan.

Its entire body emanates cold and eerie energy waves, like the heart of the universe containing endless mysteries and seeds of danger.

Lena stood beside the projection, dressed in a plain white robe, her hands clasped in front of her chest, but her brows furrowed with a heavy expression.

Her gaze was sharp as she slowly turned to the assembled crowd: "This is a precious legacy left behind by the Star-Eyed Clan civilization. It is both a source of extremely high-level arcane energy and a place where unfathomable risks lurk."

(End of this chapter)