Wizard: Starting from Escape from the Thorn Garden

Chapter 156 Successfully Repaired

This is an extremely demanding process, like stretching a single hair taut above a bottomless abyss in the dark of a stormy night and carving an intricate star map on it with millimeter-level precision.

Kate's entire will, soul, and even the flame of her life were highly concentrated and compressed, poured into the raging and chaotic ocean of energy within the small space of her fingertips.

Driven by the overload of the Seed of Origin, his perception was amplified and refined infinitely, surpassing the limitations of the naked eye and even exceeding the scope of ordinary spiritual introspection.

What he "saw" was no longer cold rune lines and metal conduits, but a microcosm that was completely boiling, out of control, and filled with destructive energy storms.

Countless energy streams with diametrically opposed attributes and varying intensities, like enraged and irrational ancient beasts, colliding, squeezing, tearing, and twisting wildly within the narrow and complex network of runes and energy conduits.

Originating from a dark and primordial source, this reversal energy is violent, cold, and filled with corrosive and deathly characteristics. Like filthy, roaring black blood, it carries the malice of annihilation and desperately attacks every structural crack, attempting to completely break down this last shackle and release more of its kind.

The remaining energy of the Order Seal within the magic circle, originating from the heyday of the High Elves, though as faint as a candle in the wind, is exceptionally resilient and pure, carrying the power of ancient majesty and order.

Like golden, unyielding chains, they tenaciously guard the crucial nodes, forming countless tiny...

Energy vortexes and faults that are constantly being created and destroyed, and in violent conflict.

These energies of order are like an instinctive, proud will; even though the main body has collapsed, they still refuse to be assimilated by the filth, even though they themselves are constantly being consumed and shattered in the conflict.

Kate's mental energy transformed into billions of incredibly resilient sensory tentacles, finer than the thinnest spider silk, cautiously penetrating this dangerous ocean of energy storms.

He must be like a combination of the most skilled micro-sculptor and the most cautious bomb disposal expert, using incredible precision to avoid the turbulent energy currents and hidden traps that could instantly tear his mental body apart.

His "fingertips" danced in the void, no longer outlining concrete runes, but guiding energy...

The "string of thought" that reconciles conflict.

The pulling of each energy thread requires tens of thousands of simulations and deductions performed instantly by the Seed of Origin, calculating countless possible outcomes of energy interactions and predicting the chain reactions that every tiny disturbance may trigger.

It's like searching for the only safe path through a dead zone riddled with landmines and crisscrossed with fuses—a path where the slightest misstep could lead to utter destruction.

He needs to find that precise "keyhole" entry point that can channel the energy of the violent conflict toward phase cancellation and ultimately into the right track.

Time stretched out infinitely at this moment, each second feeling like an eternity.

The sounds of battle from the outside world, the roars of monsters, the piercing sounds of the Aishi Crystal Wall breaking and rebuilding, and Amber's increasingly urgent and weary chanting all seemed to come from an extremely distant place, turning into indistinct background noise.

On Kate's forehead, veins bulged like dragons, throbbing and pulsating. Large beads of sweat seeped out and slid down his taut cheeks, only to be evaporated into nothingness by the high-concentration energy field surrounding him before they could drip.

His body trembled slightly, a sign that his mental energy was burning at an unprecedented speed, approaching its limit. His lips were pressed into a pale line, and his jaw was clenched, as if he were bearing an immense pressure.

Outside Ashe's crystal wall, the battle had reached a fever pitch, and could even be described as brutal.

The newly emerged plague spews out large globs of viscous, foul-smelling, dark green corrosive liquid that crash against the space crystal walls, producing a teeth-grinding "sizzling" sound.

Deep pits were etched out, and the silver spatial energy clashed fiercely with the dark green decaying power, while the escaping poisonous mist distorted the surrounding air.

The Shadow Jumper is like a ghost, sometimes blending into the shadows, sometimes suddenly appearing at the weak points of the crystal wall's defenses, its claws flashing with a dark light as it tears fiercely, each attack causing the crystal wall's light to flicker violently.

On Ashe's main trunk, some branches and leaves had already shown signs of scorching and damage, and the mental fluctuations she transmitted carried obvious pain and urgency.

But she continued to frantically urge her power, constantly repairing the barrier and launching even denser "Crystal Leaf Storms" to counterattack. The torrent of silver leaves collided violently with the tide of black monsters, tearing monsters apart and corrupting and annihilating crystal leaves.

Amber's face was as pale as paper, her hand holding the staff trembled slightly, and her singing had become hoarse and tearful, but she still did not stop.

Emerald light, like sweet rain, showered upon Ashe and Kate, doing its utmost to restore their strength. The petals of the enormous thorn flower that sprouted from it shattered and the vines broke, yet it still clung tightly to the monster that was trying to break through.

She even began to burn her own primordial life force, and pale green light spots seeped from the corners of her eyes, a sign that the life essence of the light fairy was being lost.

"Kate—hurry—"

Amber's voice was weak but anxious, transmitted through the soul connection, filled with endless worry and perseverance.

This faint call pierced Kate's highly focused consciousness like a needle.

[Calculation complete; optimal solution path generated.]

The cold, urgent notification sound of the Seed of Origin was like heavenly music, yet it carried an undeniable warning of risk.

[Solution: Simultaneous fine-tuning of the microstructure nodes of runes numbered 7, 13, 19, 41, 57, 80, and 93 is required to guide the three main conflicting energy flows of "Reverse Black Tide," "Residual Golden Lock," and "Accumulated Vortex" to the intersection point Y for precise phase cancellation, generating an order vacuum.]

Finally, at the core source node "a", an injection of "3.7 standard units strength, with the attribute of Order and Harmony" must be performed.

It requires a perfect fusion of the composite energy of life nourishment, spatial stability, and death stasis to trigger an explosive start, breaking through the surface from a single point and forcibly reversing the entire energy flow.

Estimated success rate: 71.4%.

Warning: The consequences of failure are extremely severe!

71.4%! This is the highest probability that the Seed of Origin can calculate under extreme conditions.

There was no time to hesitate.

"Now!"

Kate suddenly opened her eyes, which were bloodshot but burned with an almost insane, sharp, eagle-like brilliance.

It was a resolute act that disregarded everything else and concentrated all hope into a single strike!

His ten fingers seemed to have broken free from the constraints of the flesh, transforming into an energy conductor with self-awareness that transcended the limits of the mortal world.

With a dazzling speed and precision that is impossible to capture with the naked eye, it outlines countless fine, yet incredibly complex, energy threads in the air.

These threads, interwoven in emerald green, silver blue, and dark gray, traversed space with unparalleled precision, instantly disappearing into the seven key microstructures of the energy node that was violently trembling and seemed on the verge of complete collapse at any moment.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz click!

The node emitted even more violent and painful tremors and groans.

The runes on the surface were flashing wildly at an unprecedented frequency, as if they were being pulled by an unimaginable force.

The energy flow throughout the magnificent hall was severely disrupted, becoming extremely unstable. The ground trembled slightly, and the ancient rune chains on the walls flickered on and off.

The dark origins of the outside world seemed to have finally clearly sensed the deadly threat, and let out a deafening, terrifying roar filled with primal panic and rage, a roar that could tear the soul apart!

The enormous, pulsating mass of dark matter churned and expanded wildly.

All the remaining monsters, whether they were plague spitters, shadow jumpers, or even those that had just emerged from the black tide, seemed to have been injected with a final frenzy. They completely abandoned defense and evasion, letting out extremely shrill screams, and recklessly and self-destructively rushed towards Kate like a black tsunami!

They will use their own bodies, their own annihilation, to stop the impending reversal.

"Ashe, Amber. Hold on for one last time! Just one more time!!!"

Kate screamed, her voice completely distorted by the extreme pressure.

He squeezed out every last bit of his mental strength, willpower, and even life potential without reservation, pouring it all into his fingertips.

That point of light, which was originally just grayish-green, instantly became incredibly bright and dazzling.

The three rules of life, space, and death within are perfectly integrated, compressed, and sublimated in an unprecedentedly harmonious way, exuding a magnificent aura that is almost sacred, representing "balance," "order," and "harmony."

It resembles a miniature cosmic singularity about to usher in a new era.

"Space Slice - Great Disintegration!!" Ashe let out a shrill scream that was both tearful and incredibly resolute.

She actually risked everything to deliberately detonate nearly a third of her own spatial crystal leaf body.

This created an extremely unstable zone of deathly turbulence, filled with countless tiny black spatial rifts.

The monsters that rushed in were instantly torn apart, cut, and annihilated by the invisible spatial force.

But Ashe's main trunk also dimmed at a visible rate, and its branches and leaves withered.

"Nature's Wrath, Hymn to Life, Final Chapter!!"

Tears streamed down Amber's face, yet she raised her staff high, and the last remaining life essence erupted like a burning green flame.

A colossal, dazzling, yet final bloom of a thorn rose burst forth, its petals closing in layer upon layer, forcefully blocking the final breach and temporarily keeping all the approaching monsters at bay.

After casting the spell, her body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground, almost completely exhausted, with only her finger stubbornly pointing in Kate's direction.

At this very moment, this fleeting, absolute opportunity, gained at the cost of the near-self-destructive defense of two partners, was seized.

Kate's fingertips, imbued with all her power, hope, and determination, struck the final, most crucial point—"Source Point α"—like the first lightning bolt at the dawn of the universe, like the first ray of dawn piercing through eternal darkness, like the final bullet hitting the bullseye with pinpoint accuracy!

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There was no deafening explosion, only an extremely sharp, piercing energy shriek that seemed to penetrate the very essence of all things.

That singularity light, indescribable in any language, a mixture of order, life, space, death, and a trace of cyclical fluctuation, tore through the last barrier with unstoppable force and completely entered the very core of the node.

Time seemed to be frozen and solidified at this moment.

The next moment—

Rumble!!

It was not a simple explosion, but a more magnificent, profound, and soul-stirring roar, as if some ancient cosmic beast had been suddenly awakened and was roaring with earth-shattering force!

This roar did not originate from air vibrations, but directly from a violent change in the energy rules!

It erupted from the deepest part of the node, instantly sweeping across the entire base of the magic array, shaking every inch of the structure of this ancient ruin, and even penetrating the material boundary, echoing in the depths of the souls of every being who pays attention to this place.

That twisted energy node, constantly seeping into death and despair, suddenly erupted with unprecedented power.

A pure and vast silvery-white light, seemingly capable of purifying all filth and reshaping all order.

The light was like a living tide; wherever it passed, the misaligned, distorted, and damaged runes were forcibly corrected, repaired, and returned to their proper places by an irresistible force.

Those stagnant, conflicting, and violent energy turbulence were instantly channeled, neutralized, and smoothed out.

The energy flow, which had been frantically drawing upon the dark source energy in reverse, like a black blood vessel, was abruptly halted as if a giant, invisible hand had flipped a switch of fate. It emitted a deafening, metallic, twisting sound, like stars shattering, and came to an abrupt stop!

Absolute silence enveloped everything. It was as if the entire universe was holding its breath in anticipation.

Then----

After a brief, heart-stopping silence—

That stagnant energy flow, however, began to move extremely slowly, yet with an undeniable, unwavering, and overwhelming momentum—as if the very laws of heaven and earth were changing—in a direction completely opposite to its previous one, a direction that was correct and orderly!

The comeback was a success!

Pfft!

Kate's vision went completely black, all her strength vanished instantly, her consciousness drifted away like a kite with a broken string, and her body slumped backward uncontrollably.

Aisha, who had been on high alert and still had some strength left even though she was seriously injured, instantly stretched out her softest branches and carefully and steadily supported his limp body.

On the other side, Amber had also completely exhausted her last bit of strength and could no longer hold on. She collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, and didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.

The army of dark monsters that had been frantically attacking and roaring just a second ago froze instantly the moment the energy flow was successfully reversed, like puppets whose strings had been cut.

The狰狞 ​​expression froze on his face, and his massive body rapidly collapsed like a sand sculpture weathered for millennia.

It disintegrates and dissipates into the most basic black ash, drifting in the air —

For the first time, clear, undeniable, and irreversible signs of decline appeared in the entire vast and deathly silent hall, where the omnipresent, suffocating, and dense gray atmosphere was present.