Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2890: 587: Nine Rings Perfect, Chaos Holy Body, Secrets of the Universe!

The intense stare from the Giant Spirit God Witch left Cery feeling somewhat uncomfortable. Instead of showing anger, she quietly departed without a word.

"Brother, what's going on? Have you fallen for her or something?"

Lei Long burst into sudden laughter.

"Indeed," Abel answered straightforwardly.

"She's no average person, carrying the lineage of a major power. She'd make a fine match for you, but your power falls short. She's at level 8, while you're just level 6."

"So what? In a thousand years, I'll hit level 8 myself."

Members of the Fire Dragon Knight Family always boast of their bold confidence and unyielding might.

...

Five years passed.

Nightmare World, Lost Domain.

From his throne, the Lost Monarch rose, stirring a withered form untouched for hundreds of thousands of years, unleashing a dreadful and domineering presence.

Flanking the vast hall stood 26 Nightmare Monarchs assembled across the ages, though the gathering remained incomplete, with additional Monarchs destined to arrive soon.

Among those at Level 10 Late Stage were four: [Black Heart Demon Lord], [Arrogance Demon Lord], [Void Demon Lord], and [Cross Death Monarch].

These three Demon Lords counted as longtime allies of the Devouring Sky Demon Lord, embodying the forces of [Greed], [Arrogance], and [Lust] among the Seven Deadly Sins, each boasting immense prowess.

Draped in a dark robe, the Black Heart Demon Lord possessed slit-like eyes with pupils resembling a rodent's.

The Arrogance Demon Lord bore a massive black mountain upon its shoulders, radiating an air of utter dominance.

This enormous peak served as its Illusion Artifact, brimming with limitless might. Due to its constant burden on the back without ever storing it away, it earned the moniker [Mountain Carrying Demon Lord].

Tall and lanky like a slender branch, the Void Demon Lord featured shadowy eyes, yellowish skin, and a weary complexion, seeming frail yet striking in appearance.

He resembled one lost to overindulgence.

The final figure, the Cross Death Monarch, shared a long-standing bond with the Lost Monarch.

This opulent assembly ignited a surge of valor among every Monarch gathered. Even the Ghost Alley Monarch, once cowed by the Dusk Palace Master, now brimmed with courage.

"Over on the Nora front, three beings hold Level 10 Late Stage power, one being the Frost Witch who ascended through the Frost Giant’s might. With the Lost Monarch included, we claim five, securing our edge.

Furthermore, fresh Monarchs keep flocking to our cause. With luck, we'll swiftly eliminate the Dusk Palace Master and spare ourselves endless woes."

The Lost Monarch declared,

"My fellow lords, we've already unleashed a horde of nightmare creatures upon Nora's Dark Side, sufficient to crush them utterly. Join me in the advance, and let Nora and the Abyss behold our might—show them the essence of real terror!

Full forces, forward! Onslaught on Nora!"

As the fervor pierced the crimson and ebony tear in the heavens, the 17th century of the Nora Era dawned, heralding the nightmare onslaught's launch!

...

Ancient Banyan Fairyland.

By the Small Stone Pond.

A formidable spiritual energy swept across the area, startling the nearby little Groots into stunned stillness.

"Father God, the Father God stirs awake."

"Flee!"

The little Groots dispersed in panic, scattering like startled fowl.

Levi paid no heed to the young ones hailing him as "Father God." He felt rather exasperated, having told them alongside Mana time and again that he wasn't their parent.

Still, these beings clung to the notion of Levi as Father God.

Mana suggested it stemmed from Levi and her co-governing the Ancient Banyan Fairyland; as the fairyland's native offspring, they instinctively bonded with Levi.

Mana urged Levi to brush it off and even teased that he was stealing her thunder, something he ought to relish in secret... which left Levi at a loss for words.

Levi rested his palm upon the Klein Crystal Ball.

[Spiritual Force: 64000/75000]

...

Four hundred fifty years after attaining the nine rings, Levi advanced to the Nine Rings Perfect Realm. His awareness delved into his mind, sensing the shifts within the Chaos Holy Soul.

In that instant, he caught a fleeting vision of a time predating the Primordial, before chaos rent the cosmos at its birth—devoid of substance, spirit, or the fabric of time and space...

This embodied utter void.

"What could this be? The universe's origin?"

He wandered through it, probing every corner.

At last, he uncovered a pristine white orb.

It evoked a yolk's form. Amid the encircling "absolute emptiness," it stood as "total plenitude," the direct opposite of "void."

"Might our universe have sprung from such a tiny core? What exactly is it? Chaos?" Levi mused, realizing his Chaos Holy Soul was truly exceptional, capable of unraveling the enigmas of cosmic birth.

Bereft of time's measure, no one could say when this being Levi dubbed the [Egg of Chaos] burst forth.

All lay barren, yet hues started to bloom.

The primal elements of Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water churned and blended inside.

Soon after, lightning, frost, and metal emerged.

In this way, the seven special elements took shape.

They merged onward, akin to twisting genetic strands, evolving and spawning ever more intricate forces.

These forces mirrored a table of elements, where certain basic ones dominated the universe's mass.

Yet numerous enigmatic elements lingered, beyond the wizard civilization's reach to identify or label at that era, though they undeniably persisted.

Levi observed the unfolding like a detached watcher... chaos divided, ether arose, energies transformed... and so the universe's nascent framework formed. Notions of time and space flickered into being then, albeit imperfectly.

After countless additional epochs.

Within the turbulent cosmos, odd entities surfaced, distinct from mere matter, harboring something sublime that transcended the physical: