The Witcher: Start with the Lord Marrying a Wife.

Chapter 639 The Border of the Divine Kingdom
Today is the day of the founding celebration of God's Kingdom, and also an important moment when David presided over the promulgation of the "Codex of Chaos" and established the multi-world order.

On the platform in the center of the square, towering silver-white pillars were surrounded by runic flame totems. The firelight shone on David, making his crimson-gold armor shine with a solemn yet refined brilliance.

His eyes were firm and bright as stars as he read the contents of the code word by word: "Chaos once raged without order, but now we build a wall of order with wisdom and courage."

May all beings in all realms abide by this code, so as to secure the foundation of the multiverse and protect its future prosperity and peace.

His voice echoed across the square, drawing solemn respect from everyone present.

Lena stood beside him, the newly appointed priestess of the Ice and Snow Temple. Her light blue robes swayed gently in the wind, her face was cool yet gentle, her eyes were bright and piercing, and she held an ice crystal scepter lightly in her hand.

She nodded slightly, giving David a rare smile of approval.

Outside the conference hall lay the lush, verdant border forests under the jurisdiction of the Temple of Life, a vibrant tapestry of life. However, this tranquility did not last long.

Recently, the discovery of abundant resources in the "Frostwhisper Mine," whose ice crystal ore contains powerful arcane energy, has sparked increasingly fierce competition between believers of the two temples of ice and life.

This mineral vein straddles the border between two divine kingdoms, and both sides' believers insist that it is their respective territory.

Before the morning mist had completely dissipated in the forest, a group of ice and snow priests, led by Lena and clad in silver-blue armor, stepped out from the cold wind.

Their faces were solemn, their steps firm, and each of them held a long staff forged from frozen frost runes, like watchmen in the winter night shrouded in mist.

On the other side, another figure appeared—Lia led the apostles of the Temple of Life, clad in emerald green robes, blending into the surrounding plants like forest elves.

They wielded axes inlaid with life-giving runes and scrolls of hymns, each step bringing life back to the plants, yet their determination remained undiminished.

"This Frost Whisper mineral vein is a blessing from heaven and earth, and must not be moved without permission."

Lena said coldly, a vortex of icy air forming at her fingertips, "No matter what, we will protect this pure land and not allow it to be defiled."

Lia frowned: "Life cherishes this place as well. The arcane energy here nourishes all things. We cannot let conflict destroy the ecological balance."

The two groups of believers gradually drew closer to face each other, their sharp gazes intertwining into an invisible battle net, like a taut bowstring awaiting its release.

A deep chanting echoed in the air, and various ancient and powerful laws began to condense, clash, and collide.

The Ice Priest unleashed a frost storm, plunging the air temperature to below zero, and countless sharp ice spikes rained down from the sky;

The Apostle of Life awakens the power of the sleeping earth, and vines dance wildly, coiling around the earth like living snakes;

The two sides were evenly matched, yet neither was willing to yield an inch.

Dust billowed across the wilderness, and the sounds of snapping branches mingled with magical explosions echoed through the forest, abruptly escalating the already sensitive situation on the border to the brink of conflict.

When the news reached the parliament hall, people frowned and sighed.

This is a severe test of the newly established order, and also a sign that cracks are beginning to appear between ethnic groups and faiths.

David stood before the parliamentary podium, slowly closing his eyes in thought, then took a deep breath. "The Chaos Code aims to create peaceful coexistence, but the law cannot replace understanding and tolerance."

His voice was gentle, yet carried an unwavering strength: "We will send a mediation team to the scene to resolve the dispute through peaceful negotiations, while strengthening resource management regulations."

Cynthia stepped into the conference hall, still clad in her silver-blue armor, but a hint of fatigue was visible between her brows.

"The Ecological Balance Division is willing to assist in mediation. We suggest that the Orc and Elf forces strengthen patrols and defenses together, and at the same time promote the expansion of the 'Green Vine Village' pilot project to the disputed area."

Hill gripped his blood-stained sword tightly and said coldly, "Anyone who attempts to disrupt the order will face resolute suppression!"

The atmosphere in the meeting room gradually became heavy, but more than anything, there was a strong desire to resolve the issues and maintain peace and prosperity.

Representatives from all parties expressed their opinions, setting the tone for the upcoming new phase of coordination.

Meanwhile, at the border dispute site, representatives of the two major clergy led their followers to a halt in front of both sides, and began serious negotiations amidst the intense magical atmosphere.

As the sun gradually sets in the west, its afterglow falls upon the fallen leaves, each leaf seemingly carrying the message and hope of this changing era.

Lena's gaze was sharp, yet not without goodwill. "We are willing to share some of the mining rights to promote technological exchange and economic cooperation between the two tribes, as long as you respect the rhythms of nature and do not cause ecological damage."

After praying and touching the life rune on her chest, Lia replied, "This is a major compromise, but only by working together can we ensure the continued prosperity of this land, rather than destroying each other's foundations through a power struggle."

They exchanged weighty promises and their most sincere hopes for a future of coexistence.

At that moment, countless people listened with bated breath, witnessing the first glimmer of peace and feeling the important value of overcoming contradictions through tolerance and understanding.

As night slowly falls, the new Rainbow Bridge City is brightly lit. People of all ethnic groups are still busy working, but they cherish the fleeting moments of peace and stability even more.

At the top of the distant tower, David once again looked down at the sea of ​​stars, a faint smile on his lips, as he prayed for all the Watchers!
A thick stack of files and scrolls lay scattered before him, the flickering candlelight reflecting the heaviness and concentration in his brow.

The recently concluded multi-ethnic mediation conference failed to reach a satisfactory agreement.

The dispute between the two temples over the "Frostwhisper Mine" remains acute.

Although the Codex of Chaos established a framework for a multi-dimensional order, it failed to fully encompass the complex and intertwined issues of authority within the divine domain.

David's gaze was deep as he slowly rubbed the phase dagger in his hand, the ripples of which were a deep blue like the ocean.

"There are indeed overlapping blind spots among the divine laws..."

He muttered to himself that this was not just a power struggle, but also involved the essence of faith and the boundaries of territorial perception.

"If the boundaries cannot be clarified as soon as possible, it will be difficult to resolve the dispute by relying solely on legal texts."

During the meeting, although Lena and Lia showed their sincerity in cooperating, the conflict was difficult to resolve due to their different faith foundations and the different decrees bestowed upon the priests by their respective gods.

David realized that this was not just a political or resource issue, but a microcosm of the clash between different power systems in the multiverse.

As night deepened, he got up and walked to the window, casting his gaze on the distant woodland on the outskirts of the New Rainbow Bridge, which was gradually becoming shrouded in shadow.

There, the arcane residual fluctuations emanating from the "Frostwhisper Mine" had not subsided, and the overflowing spiritual energy, like a ghostly blue flame, appeared and disappeared among the dense forest.

Suddenly, a cold and eerie aura rose from the depths of darkness, freezing the air almost completely.

This power cannot be measured by common sense. It carries the lingering aura of ancient, dark divinity, like a giant beast that has been sleeping for thousands of years, awakened by some invisible force.

David frowned, subconsciously adjusting the remaining divine imprint within his body; the faint remaining light pulsed in his chest but gradually dimmed.

He knew that another, more dangerous and unknown force was quietly approaching, and if the conflicts between the various parties intensified further, it could very well trigger an uncontrollable storm. Far from the New Rainbow Bridge, in the hidden darkness, a woman draped in a shadowy robe and with her face veiled in silver was walking slowly.

She is Sophia—a follower of the Shadow God, and one of the few who have mastered ancient forbidden magic.

She walked on the edge of the conflict zone, gently touching the chaotic power of faith that dissipated in the air with her hands. The little sparks of light that were struggling to find a sense of belonging but had lost their way seemed to be attracted and gathered into her body.

Sophia closed her eyes and sensed: "These remnants of faith surged towards me like a tide; I can draw upon them to strengthen myself..."

But this dark mark is also beginning to stir.

She trembled slightly, and a strange, cold glint appeared in her silver eyes beneath the veil, like a ferocious beast slowly awakening from the depths of a frozen lake.

Not far away, a lingering seal mark in her abdomen flickered faintly, echoing the uncontrolled spread of malice within her body.

This power, which was sealed away for centuries and has now been revived, is the "fallen star" from various myths and legends. It brings her boundless potential, but also uncontrollable crises.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere inside the New Hongqiao Parliament Hall was somber.

"Coach, we must control the pace of mediation."

Lena's voice was cold: "The two great temples of ice and life are brewing a more intense confrontation. If not handled properly, it could very well trigger a full-scale conflict."

Hill gripped the hilt of his sword and stood calmly: "I am ready to fight any disruptor of order, but peace is our ultimate goal."

Cynthia showed a rare hint of fatigue, but replied firmly, "We will strengthen the defenses around 'Green Vine Village' and send more soul mages to monitor the abnormal activity in the 'Frostwhisper Mine' area."

David nodded slightly. "The disagreements are not just about competing for resources, but also involve differences in the recognition of authority under different belief systems."

I will personally conduct in-depth on-site research, and at the same time, I will arrange for the development department to accelerate the improvement of the rune network, using technology to bridge the blind spots in the laws.

The representatives in the meeting room exchanged complicated glances, each realizing that the road ahead was long and arduous.

But they also knew that this was an unavoidable step in maintaining peace and prosperity in the mortal era, and a new challenge and responsibility that they had to take on.

A few days later, on the edge of the forest outside New Rainbow Bridge, a secret and dangerous small-scale conflict was brewing.

On one side, Lena led the Ice Priest patrol team, who were on high alert, each fully armed, their faces reflecting the faint blue glow of the ice runes.

On the other hand, there is Lia leading the Apostles of Life, who use vines and natural magic to form a natural protective net, each spirit focused and seemingly ready to respond to orders and take action at any time.

However, just before a fierce clash was about to erupt between the two sides, a gentle song emanating from a secluded path in the forest broke the tense atmosphere.

The song was ethereal and melodious, yet it possessed a transcendent quality, seemingly untouched by any particular race or civilization, causing a momentary lapse in vigilance on both sides.

Sofia appeared silently, a sly smile flashing in her silver eyes beneath her veil: "Gentlemen, I am not here to provoke you, but only to end this conflict in my own way..."

Perhaps, through my efforts, we can find a new balance.

His voice was deep and magnetic, drawing scrutinizing glances from those around him—a mixture of doubt, curiosity, and unease.

But no one can deny that the unknown darkness behind this is gradually rising, and its impact will become an extremely important and unavoidable part of the future trajectory of destiny...

The cold wind tore at the air like a knife, swirling withered branches and snowflakes into the endless sky.

The vast starry sky in the distance is reflected by ice crystals, resembling a silver waterfall cascading down the sky.

However, this tranquil wilderness has recently become anything but peaceful.

Sylvia stood at the edge of the tundra, draped in a deep purple robe, her silver-white hair fluttering slightly in the cold wind.

Her deep, calm eyes were fixed on an unusual area in the distance—a spatial rift that flickered with an eerie purplish-black light.

She gently gripped the long staff inlaid with runes in her hand, her posture upright like the summit of an ice peak.

“Here…” she said in a low voice, but with a hint of alertness, “the clash of laws has caused spatial distortion, and this energy does not belong to the mortal order.”

Behind them, a team of divine kingdom inspectors followed closely.

They were fully armed, and each of them wore a solemn and suppressed expression, because they knew that every intervention in such an anomaly meant a life-or-death test.

The air was thick with the stench of decay and corruption, a chilling toxin that seemed to erode the very boundary between soul and body.

Some shadowy figures floating in the air seemed to be absorbing this energy, constantly growing larger.

These dark creatures are none other than the Shadow Eaters of legend—evil spirit monsters lurking in the shadows of the void.

Feeding on corrupted energy, once it proliferates, it will be a harbinger of disaster.

Sylvia slowly walked towards the crack. She sensed the abyssal aura, an ominous presence from the chaotic remnants of the ancient universe.

Like a dark tide, it surges and erodes the boundaries of reality.

"This goes beyond a simple conflict of laws; it's more like a gateway to the abyss of chaos."

Suddenly, a deep roar came from inside the crack, and clusters of dark shadows surged out from the void tide, clashing fiercely with the surrounding cold wind, forming an extremely strange and dangerous natural scene.

Each inspector quickly adjusted their formation, aligning the runes of light and the holy shield in a line to jointly resist the surging offensive.

Sylvia's eyes were resolute as she raised her hand and held her long staff high, where an ice-blue gemstone shone brightly.

A rune swirled and flowed, forming a protective circle on the ground.

"In the name of the divine order, I command the suppression of these blasphemers!"

As soon as the words fell, countless holy beams of light pierced the night sky, striking the enemy ranks like falling stars and forcing some of the Shadow Devourers to retreat.

However, these malevolent spirits are extremely resilient. They constantly entangle and devour the surrounding spiritual energy, causing the spatial distortion to gradually expand.

Many inspectors showed signs of exhaustion and even pain. They felt their magic power being completely devoured, and the discomfort of having their souls corroded and eroded was constantly assaulting them.

"High Priest!" a guard beside him cried urgently, "An even larger wave of corruption is about to erupt!"

(End of this chapter)