The Witcher: Start with the Lord Marrying a Wife.

Chapter 614 The Rainbow Bridge of Faith
They were not simply resurrected, but transformed into vital entities maintaining the stability of the new order within the End Corridor. The cold glint reflected from each suit of armor was the sharpest counterattack against the tyranny and darkness of the world!

"Look! The witch's soul is the first to step in!" Alia pointed to the figure gradually entering the core area of ​​the arched gate. It was a harpy witch with her wings spread wide and beautiful, her feathers glowing with a ghostly blue light.

The moment it stepped through the portal, its body began to radiate brilliant, pure, and rhythmic energy, continuously merging with the elements of spatial laws to transform into "law spirits".

An important entity with its own will, dedicated to maintaining the rhythm and balance of life in the End Corridor.

"They have become...important figures in protecting the foundation of this world's operation!" Lucia whispered to everyone, while using her wand to create illusions, allowing everyone to see those "law spirits" like fireflies.

Intertwined and dancing within the galactic veins, they infuse this realm with an undying life force and a balancing power of law, laying a solid foundation for the epic chapter to come!

The previously hidden and dark cracks around the altar began to close, and some even became transparent and almost disappeared.

This is because the "Law Spirits" continuously release resonance frequencies, creating a wondrous resonance with the Chaos Core, which rapidly repairs and reweaves the spatial rifts, making the entire End Corridor more stable and filled with auspicious energy.

Like the first rays of dawn sweeping away the gloom of night, completely banishing the darkness!
David tightened his right arm slightly as he felt an infinite warmth emanating from within his body—a new life force that transcended the limits of mortal understanding.

He opened his burning pupils and looked toward the entrance to the vast divine kingdom, where he saw not only a staircase, but also a new era's path woven from faith, bloodline, sacrifice, and wisdom.

Although this road is fraught with danger, it is laid out at the place where all races have the deepest hopes and expectations, bringing tears to the eyes of all the watchers and making the enemy tremble and retreat in the face of oppression!
The enormous tremor resounded through the forest once again, but this time it was no longer like the tearing and destruction of before, but more like a solemn drumbeat in the natural rhythm of the universe.

Like the climax of an ancient legendary symphony about to begin, heroes from all races, including humans, orcs, dwarves, and elves, gather together to witness the unfolding of a new chapter in this epic of human history, forged in blood, sustained by faith, guided by wisdom, and poured with love and sacrifice!

"This is the new home we have built together!" Hill's voice, as loud as a bell, resounded throughout the land. His sword-wielding posture was majestic and imposing. "Let the world remember that we built our foundation with flesh and blood, and sailed with faith, unafraid of any darkness descending!"

Cynthia calmly replied: "Truth will not perish; it will be remembered, no matter how long the years may pass."
Our vow is an inextinguishable beacon passed down through generations!

Lucia looked up at the vast starry sky, her eyes filled with boundless hope and tenderness, her words speaking volumes: "May our strength be the warmest and most steadfast barrier between heaven and earth, guiding lost souls home."

Aliya listened intently as the mournful songs of the departed souls faded into the distance. Those warriors who had once fallen in battle were now silver-armored divine messengers, intertwined with the "law spirits," together supporting the great road that connected the river of destiny.

Although their actions lacked the intense killing pleasure of the past, they incorporated a higher level of majestic and tranquil power, a symbol of eternal defense that transcends the limitations of the physical form!
The World Tree at the top of the altar has fully recovered its lush greenery, its branches stretching into the depths of the sky, echoing the dim heavens.

Amidst its magnificent, intertwined roots, even more runes imbued with the pulse of life emerge.

These are all signs of the new order that have naturally emerged with the completion of the End Corridor, and a magnificent tribute to the hope for the future bestowed by the Lord of all races!
The air was filled with the fragrance of grass and trees mixed with the lingering sound of arcane magic. Hummingbirds flitted through the flowers, leaving behind emerald green shadows, and the melodious calls of deer pierced through the gaps in the forest, conveying the rhythm of life.

Amidst this auspicious atmosphere, even though the lingering shadows of demons have not completely dissipated, they must temporarily retreat, for in the face of such a mighty torrent of justice, no evil can linger even for a moment to defile this pure land!
“Let’s go,” David finally spoke, his voice low but enough to pierce the silence, “enter the Hall of the End, and we will grasp the key to truly creating the future!”
The Witch Riders will accompany me; even if this road is strewn with thorns, I will ruthlessly traverse it!

Hill immediately stepped forward, his eyes burning with fierce light: "Brother, I will walk alongside you, cleaving through the darkness with my sword and paving the way for a new era with my blood!"

Cynthia nodded in response: "As long as our faith remains, nothing can stop us from entering the Hall of Fame!"
For freedom, for peace, we will prevail to the very end!

David stepped into the dark golden archway of the End Corridor, his steps steady and firm. The silvery moonlight shone on his blue and white holy flame armor, making it shimmer with a cold and holy radiance.

The surrounding air seemed to become heavy due to his divine power, and the invisible energy fluctuations caused the dust in the air to float slightly, like stardust dancing slowly in the void.

Beyond the altar, the Eternal Forest lay serene and solemn.

The treetops swayed gently, and gusts of wind blew by, carrying with them the faint roars of beasts and the furious shouts of the orc army as they regrouped in the distance.

But this is the place where the divine fire was ignited, the most crucial moment on the eve of the birth of a new era.

The dragon's massive and majestic body coiled at the edge of the altar, its scales shimmering with a blend of azure and gold, its eyes now flashing with unease and rage.

It slowly raised its head, exhaling a dense and distorted energy aura, an ominous sign that it was trying to devour the remaining energy of the Three Hearts in an attempt to evolve into a dragon god.

David frowned. He felt the lingering effects of the fusion between the chaotic core and the three-heart crystal within his body gradually being drawn away and dissipated. It was an alarm that the source of life was being devoured by the dragon's desire.

He clenched his fist, and the runes all over his body instantly burst forth with dazzling green light. A vast aura of law surged out from his body, crashing against the surrounding space like a tidal wave.

"We must not let it evolve, otherwise this newborn godhood will be wasted!" he roared in a low voice, while the magic power in his hands gathered into a thick and agile force like a dim nebula.

He strode forward, each step crushing the withered branches and leaves on the ground, as if the most resolute and unyielding force in the world had materialized.

"Forbidden Spell of Laws - Return of All Things to Their Origin!" he shouted decisively. This was an ultimate forbidden spell, using his newly born divine spark as its source and the original rules of heaven and earth as its guide, to reverse all evil and rampage back to its origin, erasing its possibility of existence from its very foundation.

Before he finished speaking, his entire being seemed to merge into the vastness and brilliance of the universe, and a large array of runes, woven from the dark gold and emerald green light of nebula, suddenly exploded and bloomed beneath his feet.

The dragon suddenly roared, its ferocious roar echoing through the mountains and forests, its massive scales trembling violently as if struck by lightning.

Under the ripples of the forbidden law, its physical body began to reverse the cycle of reincarnation, gradually shrinking from a mature dragon form back into a juvenile appearance.

Green, tender scales replaced sharp armor, and the enormous body shrank to the proportions of a small, agile child. Every breath exuded a youthful yet restless energy.

This sudden turn of events left all onlookers breathless, and countless members of the Witch Knights were filled with excitement yet also deep anxiety as they witnessed this scene.

"The fact that the dragon's growth has been reversed proves that the newborn godhood is powerful, but at the same time it exposes its unstable weakness." Lucia nervously adjusted the protective barrier.

She waved her silver wand lightly, weaving intricate patterns in the void to enhance spatial stability. "The Chaos Core is not yet fully stable and needs more faith and power to support it, otherwise it will eventually collapse." A resolute flame flashed in Hill's eyes. "Brother, you have ushered in an unimaginable new era, but this path will inevitably be full of challenges and sacrifices."

We won't abandon you!

Cynthia's sword trembled slightly as she calmly assessed the situation. "Upholding our beliefs is not just a battle, but a protracted struggle." Her voice was firm and powerful. "We will build an even stronger defense with our own flesh and blood, to support you!"

Deep within the chaotic core, the three crystallized hearts still trembled and beat, but they showed signs of fatigue, like the pulse of life after being tormented by extreme pressure.

David closed his eyes and felt every pulse within his body. He knew this was the price he had to pay, one of the difficult trials he had to endure to become the true ruler of all races.

"The forbidden spells will continue to restrain the dragon's evolution, but they are also a heavy drain on me." He revealed the truth between breaths, "My divine nature is not yet fully mature, and I need to rely on the faith of more races to completely solidify my foundation."

In the distance, the orc army roared once more, charging the defensive line with increasing frenzy, yet they were still unable to break through the tight formation of the Witch Knights.

These warriors, their faces contorted and muscles bulging, were no longer fighting against powerful warriors, but against a new "god" forged by the very rules of the universe!
Anne moved along the edge of the shadows, a sly smile playing on her lips, constantly casting mental interference spells to confuse and disorient the enemy, buying precious time for the main force.

“Time is our greatest weapon,” she whispered. “If we can get through this moment, the dawn of victory will be here.”

Lia lightly tapped the rune chains with the tip of her staff, continuously repairing the damage to the defensive system while simultaneously channeling life elements into her teammates, ensuring everyone was in peak condition to face the brutal test.

Lucia, meanwhile, continuously enhanced the shield with Arcane Starlight, making the entire defense line shine brightly, like a lighthouse guarding the dawn amidst the darkness.

David opened his eyes, and the chaotic flames of redemption emanating from his body grew even hotter and clearer.

He clenched his fist and raised it to the sky, shouting, "This is the pain I must endure to bear the mission of protecting the future of all races! No matter the cost, I will protect all living beings!"

The wind howled and wailed through the forest, while the earth trembled, conveying a melody of creation and destruction intertwined.

From the depths of the forest came the faint roars of orcs and the low murmurs of elves. The heavy sound of a dwarven blacksmith hammering against a rock wall and the chanting of prayers by a human mage in the distance intertwined to create a magnificent and solemn melody.

The spirits of all races gathered here, their gazes resolute, holding the sacred symbols of their respective tribes, awaiting the continuation of the sacred legacy.

David slowly closed his eyes, and the chaotic redemption flames and the starlight of the laws within his body merged and converged.

He gently opened his palm, and a divine fragment formed from pure energy spun in his hand. This was not only a part of his power, but also a tangible embodiment of his will and beliefs.

His gaze swept over the totems around him, each bearing strong ethnic characteristics and imprinted with the marks of history and lineage.

The first thing that catches the eye is the giant battle axe totem of the orc tribe.

It is sturdy and rugged, covered with complex runes, like ancient war songs engraved on an iron blade.

David extended his right hand and slowly poured the fragment of divinity into it.

In an instant, the battle axe suddenly ignited with a blue and white holy flame of redemption. The flames leaped and burned as if infused with life, illuminating the solemn yet powerful faces of the orcs.

The runes within the flames gradually awakened, emitting a soft glow in the air, protecting the entire tribe like a guardian amulet.

Next, he shifted his gaze to the Elven Mother Tree, a towering tree that occupied the heart of the entire forest, with lush foliage reaching into the clouds and deep roots. Its trunk was covered with strangely shaped chaotic fruits that shimmered with a ghostly blue-green light.

David then threw another fragment of divinity into the core of the fruit, and the fruit trembled slightly from time to time, releasing gentle yet rhythmic energy ripples as if responding to an ancient call.

This power quickly circulated throughout the entire mother tree, cleverly blending the rhythm of life and the laws of the universe, causing countless branches and leaves to emit a faint golden-green glow, bringing new life and blessings to the entire Eternal Forest.

The surrounding shamanic cavalry and believers from various ethnic groups gathered, their knees lightly touching the ground as they bowed their heads in prayer with the utmost devotion.

Some people closed their eyes and clasped their hands together, some raised their hands to the sky, and children sang ancient hymns in their tender voices.

These devout fervors transformed into countless golden streams, converging in the air to form shimmering ribbons that sparkled with starlight from their chest emblems, foreheads, and temples, rushing towards the gradually rising core of the gate: the entrance to the newborn divine kingdom.

Arya stood at the edge of the altar, dressed in a blood-red robe, her eyes reflecting the scorching crimson flames.

Strands of soul energy flowed from her fingertips as she softly chanted forbidden incantations, her voice like a haunting song in the night, quietly spreading through the silence.

As her incantation echoed, a magnificent, semi-transparent bridge, woven from colorful phantoms and as beautiful as a rainbow, quietly appeared between heaven and earth. This was the "Rainbow Bridge of Faith".

Connecting the totems of all races and the corridor of the end, it is a crucial hub for accelerating the convergence of believers' thoughts into tangible energy.

The soft golden ripples emanating from the rainbow bridge flowed along its body, constantly absorbing the ripples of faith formed from the devout emotions of the surrounding worshippers, and then quickly transmitting them to the depths of the chaotic core, injecting a continuous stream of vitality into the nascent divine personality that was not yet fully stabilized.

When the wind blows, the rainbow bridge emits a series of soft chimes, like celestial music that cleanses the souls of everyone and strengthens the invisible bonds between them.

"Aria, you are truly indispensable!" Lucia smiled gently as she wielded her staff, moving nimbly through the protective array. Each touch made the magic net even stronger.

"With your guidance on this rainbow bridge, we can quickly mobilize the faith of the entire tribe and build an indestructible fortress together."

(End of this chapter)