Chapter 1376 - 643: Devouring God Spore Embryo (Part 2)

Chapter 1376: Chapter 643: Devouring God Spore Embryo (Part 2)

"We must quickly control the situation, or this battle will become completely unmanageable!"

Hill tightly gripped the bloodstained longsword, his brows filled with determination. He fought valiantly against the turncoat soldiers but had to constantly monitor the changes in the battle.

"David, we need support! The situation is more severe than anticipated!"

At that moment, a dazzling starlight shot forth from afar—it was Cynthia, adorned in a radiant starry magic robe, like the most blazing, brilliant point in the night sky. Each step she took stirred a ripple of starlight, creating waves of hope in the silent space.

She swiftly joined the center of the battlefield, raising her arms to the sky, with brilliant runes swirling overhead.

A large barrier, woven from pure star energy and interlaced with radiant gold and blue light, suddenly formed, isolating the contaminated crowd while blocking the pervasive wave of cognitive corruption.

"Purify the mind with Starlight Holy Power!" Cynthia chanted ancient spells, her silver hair fluttering in the robe’s shadow, each syllable embodying unwavering faith.

"No corrupt toxin can penetrate this barrier!"

A stark contrast formed between inside and outside the barrier: inside, the guardians stood with firm gazes and steady breaths;

outside, there was constant conflict and shadows spreading, with the god-devouring spore slowly rotating in the center, emanating an increasingly suffocating ominous aura.

Cynthia gazed at the land where dark energy was thickening and softly said, "This ’Incubator’ not only thrives on corrupt powers but also requires a source of ’Fallen Divinity’ to activate."

She paused for a moment, lightly touching the ancient emblem on her chest with her fingertip, "It is this ancient Dark Power that tore the Order Law, allowing these fragments of evil thought to take the opportunity to breed the fearsome ’god-devouring spore’ of today."

David furrowed his brow and responded solemnly, "If we can’t sever the activation source of ’Fallen Divinity,’ even temporary suppression will be turned against us.

This power follows us like a shadow and is a major issue we urgently need to solve."

Sofia calmly analyzed, "We can try to use the ’Law Analysis Matrix,’ paired with special runes, to disrupt its mental connections, but it requires top-tier wizards and mechanical experts to operate collaboratively, or it can easily generate adverse effects that lead to system collapse."

Hilvia took up the conversation, "My Priest Corps is preparing the Holy Seal ceremony to provide strong mental support and stable magic power flow for the matrix.

The entire process must ensure an absolutely safe environment, or any flaw will allow evil thoughts to retaliate."

Reina adjusted the frost sword edge while watching the enemy’s remaining miasma, "I will lead the watchers to protect the ceremony’s progress while continually suppressing the spread of the corruption, preventing the enemy from approaching to disrupt our weaving seal chains."

The air increasingly crystallized into frost patterns, leaving layers of rune marks on the ice-covered earth.

This was a great decisive battle where faith, magic, and technological forces converged and mingled, a hope at the edge of the multi-world order’s collapse.

Complex data and magical feedback danced across the projection screen of the ’Law Analysis Matrix,’ with various rune pathways interwoven like a galactic symphony.

One arcane wave after another flowed along, laying down an indestructible protective net, while precisely locating the energy core’s corrupted neuronal network.

Hilvia stood before the dim stone wall, lightly holding her staff, beads of sweat forming on her forehead, her complexion pale and grave.

Her companions behind focused intently on the Holy Seal ceremony surrounding the matrix core, hoping to disrupt the connection between the god-devouring spore and the Fallen Divinity, but this tension did not dispel her internally hidden unease.

Suddenly, a strange energy emerged from the depths of the spore core, an erosive Dark Power like invisible chains enveloping Hilvia.

Her eyes abruptly turned murky, the silver light quickly fading, replaced by a layer of eerie purple shadows.

"Master..." Sofia noticed the anomaly, stepping forward to attempt to awaken her, only to see Hilvia speak in a cold whisper, "The blood of life shall be mine to use..."

The world seemed to freeze, that whisper holding a forbidden curse seal forged from Fallen Stars and Abyss Chaos, and the corrosive aura surged rapidly.

The nearby runes gradually dimmed, countless Soul Marks swarmed Hilvia like a tide, and the struggle in her eyes faded, the control power growing increasingly strong.

David furrowed his brow and quickly stepped forward to offer magical aid, but the twisted power like an unbreakable barrier blocked all external forces.

He swung the phase daggers with ancient holy symbols attempting to unlock her bondage but in vain.

"Hill... come back!" Sofia shouted urgently, but her voice was swallowed by the darkness, leaving only echoes lingering in the hollow corridor.

Meanwhile, Liya’s face turned pale on the distant sickbed, with emerald runes within her body surging and shattering, unable to resist the invasive corruption from the spiritual realm.

A subtle yet resolute ray of light slowly emerged from her, the last sparkle of pure life Divine Blood streaming out, guided by some mysterious force to escape.

Just as everyone was caught off guard, a blurry figure flashed beside Liya’s bed—it was Hilvia under control!

She lightly touched Liya’s forehead with her finger, and a sinister power transformed into black-purple tendrils, extracting Life Essence from Liya to inject into the spore core!

The air instantly froze, like time itself halted within the movement of the heavens and earth.

The crowd’s shock and anger intertwined, yet helplessly watched the injected power surge like a torrent into the massive black spore, instantly igniting crimson flame-like intense waves!

"The spore... has awakened!" Reina shouted, her body emitting ice-blue energy, merging with the surrounding frosty winter wind, "Prepare to engage—"

However, this awakening was incomparable to any previous evil thought propagation.

The spore core split open with a fissure, and from within erupted a humanoid body covered with thick black-purple scale and emitting biting cold!

It stood towering, like an ancient sea beast reviving, surrounded by dark and corrupt-textured muscles, each breath causing Order Law ripples to twist, like towering waves in a world-driven tempest.

This was the evolved form of the spore—"Corrupt Divine Body," both an Evil Thought Entity and an Order Rebel, an unstable factor poised to unleash havoc across worlds!

David’s eyes widened, his crimson-gold battle armor trembling like metal chain links under intense pressure.

"It... possesses a demi-god appearance! We are facing an extraordinary existence!"

Sofia looked pale yet resolutely focused, "This is a new threat formed by the fusion of Fallen Star will, Abyss Chaos power, and life birth. We must unite all resources, faith, and technology to shut it down completely!"

Reina slowly raised her sword, the silver-blue blade reflecting icy frost, "Whatever the cost, I shall protect this pure land!

I will not permit this rotten giant beast to trample upon our beliefs!"

But just as the crowd prepared to charge, the "Corrupt Divine Body" extended its massive claws, releasing a shockwave imbued with destructive pulsation.

Its clamoring force shook the entire space, causing Earth Veins to tremble nonstop, complex runes instantly collapsing and reorganizing into a new malicious grid, holding attackers at bay!

The battlefield was plunged into extreme peril, everyone feeling the shadow of death looming overhead, while David gritted his teeth, holding up his dagger, "Hold the line! We can’t let it breach our blockade!"

Sofia closed her eyes to concentrate, drawing remaining Chaos Fire from within, resonating with the Fallen Stars, transforming herself into a swirling vortex of fierce flames to combat the surrounding assault.

Simultaneously, she wove strands of silver-blue shadows as protection, defending against mental oppression and miasma invasion.

Although Hilvia’s soul was hollowed by control, her body still retained traces of Holy Light from the priest ceremony, serving as a fleeting breakthrough point during attacks.