The Witcher: Start with the Lord Marrying a Wife.

Chapter 638 Redemption Star Key
This Magic Network public education system, which we designed and renovated together, will become an important bridge for transcending ethnic barriers and spreading the power of knowledge.

It will give every life the key to choosing the future and shaping the possibilities of the world.

Lena stood beside David, nodding slightly, her eyes sparkling with wisdom.

“Our technical team spent months debugging, not only integrating the most advanced mechanical design, but also introducing the arcane rune network to achieve intelligent adaptation and dynamic content updates.”

With a flick of her finger, a series of knowledge transmission scenes appeared on the holographic screen: children learning about the trajectory of stars in a virtual classroom;
The elderly acquire medical skills through the transmission of runes;
The craftsmen quickly grasped the principles of the new invention... all of this seemed vivid, real, and exciting.

Among the council members, a humanoid elf elder, over seventy years old, sat with a smile. His long, flowing silver hair cascaded down his shoulders, and his deep blue eyes were as profound as an ancient lake.

"This is a renewed flow of wisdom and civilization, and our most beautiful promise to the future."

I look forward to seeing the light of knowledge pierce through the fog, dispelling misunderstandings and disputes.

In the blink of an eye, the focus of the meeting shifted to ecological restoration and social integration.

Cynthia entered the conference hall, still clad in her silver-blue armor, but today her expression held a touch of gentleness.

"The Department of Ecological Balance has promoted the establishment of the first pilot community where orcs and elves live together—'Green Vine New Village'."

Her voice was loud yet gentle: "This is an important attempt at cross-ethnic cooperation and a crucial cornerstone for achieving multi-sectoral prosperity."

Applause rang out in the meeting room, but there was even more anticipation.

When Cynthia describes "Green Vine Village," people seem to see a vivid, colorful new world: wooden buildings blending perfectly with nature in the vast woodlands;
The elven mage used star-patterned arcane magic to water the sapling, which grew strong and healthy.
Orc soldiers guard the border and also participate in the daily management of the community...

The cultures of the two ethnic groups intertwine to form a magnificent tapestry, together weaving a new chapter of peace and prosperity.

A young orc representative said passionately, "I never imagined that we could truly enter each other's lives and protect this land together."

I am willing to use my own hands to build a strong defense for this home!

Over there, the anthropologist added in a low voice: "This is an irreversible trend of civilizational progress. Every moment of helplessness and adjustment is worth cherishing, because it breeds an even more unbreakable alliance."

As the conversation progressed, the atmosphere in the hall became increasingly intimate.

In an instant, countless eyes were drawn to David, whose calm confidence inspired everyone to work together.

He lowered his head slightly and pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "I have traveled to many dangerous places and personally experienced countless calamities."

But what truly convinced me that the 'era of mortals' had arrived was seeing every ordinary person stand tall amidst the storms of life, writing their own future with their own will.

As he spoke, the first rays of dawn appeared outside the window not far away, and the new Hongqiao Harbor was magnificent. The steam-powered airships gradually rose into the air, like giant steel-winged birds cutting through the morning light.

The city is welcoming the dawn with a new look, and the dawn also symbolizes hope, resilience, and rebirth.

As time went on, these stories gradually entered the lives of ordinary people, who passed them down by word of mouth, portraying David as the guide who "worked under the stars and moon".

He traveled to every corner, undeterred by difficulties and dangers, all in search of the truth and to guide those who were lost.

As children play, they recount his legend; as elders tell their family history, they mention his name, which shines like a lighthouse in the deepest recesses of their hearts.

In the streets and alleys, an old woman murmured in a trembling voice: "When darkness enveloped the world, it was he who awakened the sleeping stars and let us see the dawn."

The young blacksmith murmured as he hammered his anvil, "He once said, as long as there is fire in your heart, even the coldest, longest night can be illuminated."

The market vendor told his neighbor with a determined look in his eyes, "He taught me unity and courage; this is how we truly take control of our own destiny!"

At the same time, every corner of the new Hongqiao area began to come alive: the old city area was renovated and new roads were paved wide and flat;
The machine workshop operates day and night to produce more convenient devices for the public;
More and more young people of different races are gathering in front of the university, exchanging ideas and sharing learning resources...

When Cynthia visited Green Vine Village, she saw children playing on the tree-lined paths and she smiled, a smile as warm as the sun melting ice and snow.

"This place will become a symbol of peace and a model of coexistence of all things."

She murmured to herself, secretly resolving to make this place a paradise for all brave dreamers.

As night falls, the New Rainbow Bridge City is brightly lit, as dazzling as day.

Looking out from the tower, the endless Milky Way stretches out, creating a beautiful contrast with the city lights.

A melodious Tibetan harp tune quietly flowed through the streets and alleys, attracting passersby to stop and listen. The melody carried the unremitting pursuit of a better life in the future, as well as the most sincere respect for the martyrs who sacrificed their lives in the past.

At this moment, in a quiet study, David sat alone on a carved wooden chair.

He toyed with the phase dagger in his hand, its deep blue ripples reflecting the war-torn years of the past.

A slight smile played on his lips, tinged with a touch of melancholy. "The era of mortals begins here..."

His voice, though low, echoed into the cool night sky outside the window, merging with the stars to become part of an eternal vow.

The Mouth of the Abyss, 74th Sealed Node.

This place seemed to be the darkest corner of the world, with the endless void like an invisible behemoth opening its blood-red maw, devouring light and order.

A fierce wind, carrying distorted shadows, raged through the cracks, and a corrosive aura coiled around every inch of air like a venomous snake.

The dilapidated void barrier in the distance trembled incessantly, as if it were about to collapse and shatter.

"Warning! Energy Tide Breakout!" At the edge of the teleportation array, an ancient magical instrument emitted a piercing alarm.

Lena gripped the control lever tightly, her brows furrowed, and red ripples rapidly spread across the holographic screen.

"This energy fluctuation is exceptionally fierce, not only eroding the sealing barrier but also disrupting the stability of the space."

David stood in front of the command platform, his gaze as solemn as a blade of ice, yet revealing a hint of barely perceptible fatigue.

He took a deep breath, and his crimson-gold armor gleamed faintly, a faint glow from the intertwining of divine power and mortal will within him.

He slowly raised his hand, and a staff engraved with runes gently touched the ground. A holy silver-white light curtain instantly spread out, purifying and enveloping the surrounding space.

"Activate 'Elegy of Redemption' immediately!" His voice was steady and powerful, cutting through the thick fog in the storm. "Warriors, evacuate the damaged area. I will use my own soul power to suppress the extent of the contamination!"

Hill's expression was solemn. He gripped his longsword tightly, and his whole body emitted an icy blue light, as if he had transformed into a frozen war god.

"Everyone, retreat with me. I will use my sword to clear a path for you!" His words were impassioned, but they couldn't hide the worry and exhaustion that were faintly visible between his brows.

Cynthia stood outside the purification barrier, wielding her beast-tooth scepter to awaken the spirit of the forest and the power of nature to jointly resist the corrosive invasion:

"The earth and the stars coexist, and no matter how intense the darkness, it cannot obscure the origin of life." However, the sudden surge of energy ruthlessly tore apart the spatial barrier.

Twisted black mist surged from the cracks, sweeping in like the roar of a beast, knocking the shamans back several steps. Many were affected by the intense corrosive effects and fell amidst screams.

"Hill!" Lena cried out anxiously, quickly adjusting the parameters of the Anti-Phase Shield to protect the defenders. "Maintain formation! Damn it, that unstable fluctuation from the remnants of the Old God!"

David's gaze suddenly sharpened as he felt the once fiery and glorious divine imprint within him, now gradually cooling and dimming, being ruthlessly extracted.

This is the vital force he uses to suppress chaos and maintain order, but now, in order to protect more lives, he must sacrifice a part of himself.

"For every bit of strength I lose, I pay an extra three points of the price, but justice must be served."

He murmured to himself in a low voice, while simultaneously activating the forbidden ritual 'Elegy of Redemption,' releasing a sacred melody that repeatedly crashed against the source of pollution like ocean waves, gradually pushing back the chaotic darkness.

In the hazy distance, a giant tree root emerged from the shattered void, wriggling and rising into existence.

Those are the roots of the World Tree—after long suffering, they have finally sprouted new green shoots, each leaf shining with the clear green radiance of the source of life.

Where its branches intertwine, a key-shaped crystal quietly condenses, like a morning star appearing on the edge of dusk.

"Look, that's... the key?" Leah exclaimed, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at the core of the World Tree. "This might be the key to unlocking the legends of the new era!"

Irene stood beside the altar, a resolute smile on her face.

"The World Tree is responding to our prayers. Every purification is a rebirth. This is a miracle achieved through the joint efforts of all living beings."

The external storm gradually subsided, but the air was still filled with the scent of damp earth and pine needles.

This ruin was not completely swallowed up; it still retains vitality and hope.

David slowly closed his eyes, channeling as much of his remaining power as possible into the root patterns to continue the rhythm of order.

Several wizard riders surrounded David, their bodies covered in wounds, but their eyes gleamed with unwavering determination.

Hill wiped the blood from his forehead, but still stood tall: "Coach, we will not fall, this belief will burn until the very end!"

Cynthia adjusted the star-shaped runes on the beast-tooth scepter, guiding natural magic to form a protective shield that enveloped the wounded and infused them with vital essence.

She gazed at the hazy horizon in the distance: "We are building a barrier with our flesh and blood, and nurturing the future with our will."

As night falls, the New Rainbow Bridge Floating City is brightly lit, resembling a galaxy fallen to earth when viewed from the tower.

However, behind this magnificence, even more perilous challenges await them.
The 74th level of the abyss is just the beginning. Deeper into it, there are bound to be unknown ancient god ruins lurking with danger, and perhaps even the secrets of lost civilizations hidden...

David opened his eyes and looked again at the key-shaped crystal.

His lips curled slightly upward, but worry lurked in his eyes.

This is an endless struggle, an epitome of the eternal conflict between mortals and ancient darkness.

And he, as a symbol of mortals, will continue to carry forward hope and sacrifice...

The storm on the 74th floor of the abyss gradually subsided, the dust on the ruins slowly settled, and the air still retained that chaotic and corrosive atmosphere.

David stood amidst the remnants of the barrier, his gaze fixed intently on the key-shaped crystal.

His hand gently stroked the staff engraved with ancient runes, then slowly rose, condensing the remaining "divine redemption" within his body into a pure radiance.

The radiance, like a ray of sunlight at dawn, danced and flowed in his palm.

David took a deep breath. Although that power had gradually weakened due to repeated sacrifices, it was still the most solid foundation for dispelling chaos and protecting order.

He turned and walked toward Hill, who stood steadfastly guarding him. The warlock commander was gazing at the distant sky, which was gradually turning red.

His gaze was solemn and resolute, like an ancient pine tree standing tall on a mountaintop in the dead of winter.

“Hill, seal this ‘divine redemption’ into the sundial.”

David’s voice was calm and unwavering, “This is the beacon we both hold for the future, and it is all the strength I can entrust to you at this moment.”

Hill took the small sundial, which was inlaid with runes and emitted a ghostly blue light, and held it firmly in both hands. His eyes were slightly red, but his face remained cold and stern.

"Commander, I will protect it to the death, no matter how fierce the wind and rain, no matter how turbulent the darkness, I will never let it be extinguished."

His voice was like an icy blade in the dead of winter, each word piercing the hearts of everyone.

As they looked at each other, a tacit understanding and trust that needed no words to be conveyed rippled through the air.

Lena stepped forward lightly, her face slightly tired, but her eyes sparkled with an enduring wisdom.

She unfolded a blueprint with flowing silver-white runes, which was the newly developed "String Universe Jump Device".

"Commander, this is a breakthrough achievement that our Academy of Sciences has made after months of dedicated research and development."

Lena's voice was gentle yet firm, "It will greatly improve our control over and efficiency in traversing the 'Extraverse' entrance."

When needed, the Alliance will provide full support for this mission.

Her fingertips glided across the blueprint, guiding a stream of data that was as dazzling as the Milky Way yet orderly.

"This device combines mechanical arcane and spatial rhythm technologies, which can not only stabilize the spacetime distortion caused by travel, but also resist the interference of extreme heterogeneous energy, making it the strongest guarantee for the current new field of exploration."

The hall was silent. Everyone felt the uncertainty and challenges looming over the future, but at the same time, such technological advancements ignited a spark of hope.

In the distance, the new Rainbow Bridge Parliament Square is bathed in the first light of dawn. The newly built large monument stands in the central square, carved from crystallized rock, with each brick engraved with the name of the hero who sacrificed himself in the Abyss War.

These names shine like stars, gleaming in the sunlight.

The crowd stood in silence; some elderly people bowed their heads and sighed, some young people clenched their fists, and some children pointed curiously at the inscription on the monument.

They commemorate the past in their own ways, while accepting that it has become an integral part of the long river of history.

Cynthia stood before the monument, tears welling in her eyes, yet her gaze remained steadfast as she looked at the distant blue sky.

(End of this chapter)