Wizard: Stronger through Marriage - Chapter 826 - 368: Blood Prison World Origin_2

Chapter 826: Chapter 368: Blood Prison World Origin_2
Just when David thought he was about to achieve victory, a ruthless light flashed in the eyes of the Blood Demon Ruler.
He took a deep breath, and the blood-colored armor on his body began to emit a stronger red light, seemingly resonating with the surrounding environment in that moment.
Then, he raised his staff high with both hands, and began to chant an ancient and mysterious spell in a low voice.
“Power of Blood Prison, heed my call!”
His voice was like a whisper from the abyss, carrying an irresistible majesty.
The surrounding great hall was instantly enveloped in scarlet light, and the ancient runes began to flicker, emitting a low and grand echo, as if ancient divines were awakening.
David’s heart suddenly tightened; he realized that things were developing in the direction he feared most.
“The origin power of the Blood Prison World!” he thought, horrified. Even with all his might to wield the Power of the Sea God, he knew how strong and terrifying this force was.
But in that instant, a massive red vortex had already formed at the center of the great hall, a force that seemed to tear through reality, twisting the entire space beyond recognition.
With the last syllable of the spell, the vortex instantly shattered, innumerable streams of scarlet energy surged like a tide in all directions, sealing the entire great hall completely.
In an instant, a strong yet invisible pressure enveloped the entire area, no longer the radiant, scorching marine atmosphere, but a suffocating, inescapable sense of impending doom and death.
“Now none of you can escape my control!”
The ruler’s lips curled into a cold and triumphant smile, a smile that seemed to declare a fate of uncertain life and intertwined destinies.
And at this moment, it felt like purgatory had descended, bringing with it intense suffering!
Evading this power was now impossible; they were forced into a world of treacherous, endless despair and fear!
Suddenly, everything in the great hall changed; a twisted and dark new space unfolded before them.
All around were walls constructed of blood, with countless wronged souls seemingly struggling and wailing in the corners;
The ceiling floated with ominous imagery that drifted as if in a nightmare, intensifying the sense of despair.
In this place, they could feel an unimaginable, irresistible sense of oppression, suffocating them!
“Alia—”
David turned around, only to find that Alia was nowhere to be seen, and he was trapped in a massive red cage.
The cage was covered in dense runes and mysterious patterns, strangling anyone who tried to approach, perhaps also including himself!
“Want to save your companion? Then just try.”
The ruler slightly raised his eyebrows, watching what David was going through, endless amusement lighting up in his eyes.
“But you will find, there is no hope here!”
Rage burned in David’s heart; he knew he had to stay calm.
He pushed with all his remaining energy, searching for a breakthrough under this oppressive despair and constraint.
He gathered all his focus, merging the chaos and the Sea God’s power, trying to find a way to break free.
He closed his eyes, devoted entirely to the powerful power of bloodline, while using all his strength to guide his consciousness into that familiar yet foreign, infinitely potential water domain.
Deep inside, David sensed a strong summon, as if ancient whispers were echoing in his ears.
He knew that the Source of Bloodline within him symbolized not only power but also a fundamental force connected to the earth and nature.
In this moment, he decided to no longer be controlled by the ruler but to seize back the initiative.
“I will not be oppressed by you!”
David roared within his heart, and as his intention guided him, he began to channel the deep-seated energy between his Chaos Bloodline and Source of the Sea God.
The power of the Bloodline Origin was being harnessed by David.
This power surged out like a tidal sea, as if the sea of energy had awakened once more.
As he continuously gathered his will, the new-born power intertwined from chaos and ocean started to strike towards the Source of the World.
Everything around seemed to freeze in that moment; David felt the pressure the ruler had exerted on his encircling space swiftly diminishing.
He slowly extended his hands, longing to converge these boundlessly potential energies into a continuously flowing brilliance.
He transformed his consciousness and bloodline power into a rushing, unending river to face the deep and powerful Origin of Blood Prison World head-on.
“Why can you also control the power of the Bloodline Origin?”
The Blood Demon Ruler was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly flew into a rage.
“This is my world; you have no right to meddle!”
The ruler roared furiously, unable to believe what was happening before his eyes.
He watched the gradually expanding blue radiance, the intangible pressure causing him to feel suffocation and panic.
Originally having firm control, he now found himself seemingly being gradually infiltrated and eroded.
David’s consciousness was like an icebreaker, traversing endless darkness and oppression, finally reaching the mysterious domain known as the “Source of the World.”
As he entered this brand new world, he was confronted with a grand relic, completely different from the dark relics he had previously seen in the Blood Prison World.
This relic exuded an ancient and sacred aura, with light pouring through broken pillars onto the ground, creating a scene as dazzling as a starry river.
“This is…”
David was exceedingly shocked, feeling an indescribable power contained within this relic.
As his consciousness delved deeper, he noticed everything around him vibrating slightly, from the flow of information intersecting between the Source of Bloodline and the deep ocean.
Here was not only a space but also seemed to be a kind of will, a node connecting the origin of all, the starting point of life, and the possibilities of the future.
However, the shock did not last long.
He soon realized that here was also shrouded by a powerful presence, a reverse influence seemingly solidifying the ruler’s control on reality.
Standing at the center of this magnificent relic, David felt the air tremble around him, flowed with a certain ancient and mysterious force.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, letting this power permeate every cell of his being.
At that moment, he felt a profound and intense summons, as if the thousands of souls within the relic were calling to him, urging him to connect closely with everything.
David felt countless forces converging from all directions, surging like tides towards his body.
These energies were not simple violence but a blend of ancient wisdom and the power of life, binding his soul, consciousness, and body tightly together.
David felt the surrounding light intensifying; suddenly, a large door appeared in front of him.
The door was carved with ancient and mysterious runes, flickering with a faint blue light, as if awaiting his arrival.
“To obtain the heritage of the Bloodline Origin, you must undergo a trial.”
“This trial will test your will, courage, and understanding of yourself.”
A phantom voice suddenly echoed.
David nodded, knowing this was an unavoidable test.
At the same time, it would be his opportunity; if he could pass the trial, he would completely control the Blood Prison World.
With his heart set, the massive door slowly opened, and a dazzling light surged out.
In this light, David could vaguely see a twisted and blurred space.
He took a deep breath and stepped inside. In an instant, he felt himself being swept into an endless darkness.
As the darkness gradually dissipated, he found himself in a strange and mysterious environment.
This was a vast, unknown, and challenging land.
Towering mountains surrounded him, the sky filled with thick and oppressive dark clouds.
Every breath brought the tension in the air into him.
At that moment, a strong sense of unease struck him, like a tide surging towards David.
He felt his heart thumping uneasily; these negative emotions were trying to drag him into the abyss.


