Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2887: 587: Nine Rings Perfect, Chaos Holy Body, Universal Secrets!

Previously on Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method...
Master Bao Long consumed the Earth Emperor Divine Gold, its metallic form grinding the indestructible material in its furnace-like belly, subtly enhancing its supreme treasure aura. In the Astral World's Thousand Hills Countries, Artu arrived at the Spiral Land of the Great Prophet, a solitary god of [Destiny] and [Wisdom] who had transformed into the enigmatic [Universe] divine weapon—a fusion of clock and compass. Artu confronted the Prophet over a botched encounter with the Dusk Palace Master, whose unexpected level-10 power led to the slaying of his God's Incarnation, arguing that the prophecy service should have revealed the threat, but the Prophet insisted on the limits of what was divined and paid for.

The most unfortunate moment came during his command of troops in combat, where he suddenly found himself directly in the path of the charging [Honest BullKrenoAud].

He was battered across half the astral realm by the relentless, high-velocity bull before managing to escape, which caused a hold-up in the fight and ultimately led to losing against the foes.

Soon afterward, amid a series of bizarre occurrences, this powerful deity dropped to the status of Intermediate Divine Power, only to be consumed by numerous gods, vanishing quietly from the astral world.

He had been the [War Sovereign].

When one god perishes, countless others rise,

His [War] divine authority birthed the [God of War]; his [Slaughter] divine authority spawned the [Shadow Lord]... and similar fates.

All deities suspected the Great Prophet's involvement, yet no proof ever surfaced. For the devouring insects, such events proved beneficial.

As the ancient god fades, fresh ones ascend.

From that point on, the Great Prophet's reputation spread far and wide across the astral world.

The Great Prophet’s service earned zero negative reviews.

Artu felt a bit reluctant and inquired:

"Could the Great Prophet reveal when the Dusk Palace Master will meet his end?"

If the man's days were numbered, he could finally stop fretting.

The mechanisms within the Great Prophet’s frame whirred and shifted back to the eerie mechanical tone:

"Can—yes, but—got—to—pay—extra!"

...

Two years passed.

Nora Calendar 1692, Blood Battle 1580.

The silver vessel sailed through the vast emptiness of space.

Inside a secret chamber mimicking a starry expanse, Levi gripped an Eight-level Exotic Treasure Spear, thrusting it with tremendous force, causing the nine stars to flicker dimly.

One Spear Breaks Nine Stars!

A notification chimed from the proficiency panel.

He stored his spear and accessed the display.

Levi ————————

Nine Stars Battle Manual: Level 9 (Maximum), Intercepting Star Species.

...

"Impressive combat art; it demanded dozens of years from me to master fully."

Levi whispered to himself; throughout those years, he had practiced the Holy War Army Master’s Absolute Skill in every free moment, and now he had successfully refined the species.

His gaze fell on the [Extreme Dao Species] entry next to the "Extreme Dao Strategy", where a [can be fused] choice appeared, igniting an idea.

"Fused."

The "Nine Stars Battle Manual" vanished without any immediate effect... Levi concentrated and checked closer, spotting a [+1] mark beside the [Extreme Dao Species].

"It's not entirely unresponsive; perhaps this indicates a boost?"

Levi considered, then activated the "Extreme Dao Strategy" again, experimenting with the Ten Evil Martial Arts and Ten Absolute Extremes in turn, delighted to sense a modest rise in their potency.

"Such an upgrade is certainly welcome; continuing to merge more species could let me overwhelm limits through sheer volume and shatter the level 9 barriers, advancing to level 10."

History held no record of anyone achieving a level-10 battle skill. Should Levi pull it off, he would rise above all and dominate utterly!

Emboldened by the notion, Levi retrieved four level-9 battle skills, some seized from a slain Divine General, others bartered from barbarian groups.

"Time to cultivate!"

In that instant, the fiery passion of his youth as the Liver Emperor reignited, surging with boundless vigor.

...

Three years went by.

Nora Calendar 1695, Blood Battle 1583.

Ancient Dragon Continent.

As clans merged together, the Dusk Palace Master’s sway expanded dramatically, drawing even more Nora folk to learn or labor here.

On that particular day, the Earth Saint hovered high above, employing the Blue Ocean Shelter like a vast canvas and his palm like a brush to sketch out additional lands.

Rumble!

Driven by the Legendary Level Tides of Time Spell, the Ancient Dragon Continent swelled noticeably before everyone's eyes, stretching hundreds of thousands of miles outward in every direction.

Spots once known as White Dragon Mountain and the Witch’s Family now integrated into the Ancient Dragon Continent, bordered by sprawling rivers and endless mountain ranges.

Onlookers gazed in wonder at this mythic might, overcome with reverence.

Once the expansion finished, the Earth Saint withdrew.

From the core absolute Safe Zone at the continent's center, the Mechanical School and key factions swiftly erected military strongholds and barrier lines, bracing for the looming conflict.

Along the nearby shores, Sea Clan settlements rose up, encircling the Ancient Dragon Continent, dwelling by the waves and mingling harmoniously.

In the Safe Zone shielded by three Nine-level Treasures, central bases for various groups took shape, teeming with elite warriors and boasting hundreds of level-six masters.

This concluded the second millennium of the Nora era, as the Ancient Dragon Continent surpassed earlier expansion goals, heading toward a force of a thousand powerhouses.

One cannot ignore the Dusk Holy Temple.

Backed by the Nora Congress, it surged with rapid development over these decades, producing level-6 knights in droves like springing weeds. Some hailed from veterans with deep reserves, while others shone as the brilliant youth of the Ancient Dragon Continent.

The first wave of knights, excluding the fallen and those lost to age, saw the talented ones climb to the Level 7 Realm, rivaling the prowess of the Eighteen Riders.

Just last year, the Saint Ape Knight Emperor Mu shattered into level 8, aided by his forebear [Holy Giant Ape] and routine clashes with Lopez and the Red King.

The Golden Lion Knight lingered at Level 7 Peak, mere moments from level 8. Leveraging ample resources, his wizard path also advanced steadily toward the seven-circle.

As the temple's second fiercest warrior, the Fire Dragon Knight pushed into Level 8 Middle Stage, constantly occupied, presently slaying demons in Hell to hone his arts and physique. Lately, he felled a Level 8 Late Stage Demon Lord, sending ripples through Hell.

His pair of prodigy sons each carved their legends. Lei Long stood out especially, blending might and drive, boldly seeking to eclipse his father by crafting a Supreme Bloodline.

Gondor City.

Shifts in the winds brought chaos to Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water, as ominous storm clouds gathered darkly.

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