Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2911: 591: The Fall of the Grey Mist Monarch!
Previously on Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method...
Countless tentacles of gray mist lashed out ferociously, Levi weaved and twisted to avoid them, getting struck from time to time which made his body burst apart. Such was the fearsome might of a level 10 mid-stage powerhouse.
The assault from the Gray Mist Monarch intensified more and more.
"I won't accept that I can't take you down!"
Thump.
A longsword glowing with blood-red light stabbed right through the Gray Mist Monarch's skull.
"Pointless, I hold true immortality too, for I am the embodiment of mist itself. What on earth could wipe out mist? Absolutely nothing!"
The Gray Mist Monarch brushed off the strike from the Blood Battle Spirit.
Levi darted about as he thought deeply.
"With Gargamel's sealing methods at my disposal, handling the Gray Mist Monarch would prove far simpler. Its power resembles that of the Poison Smoke Lady from before."
After wrapping up his studies in the spirit and space sects, he intended to delve into sealing arts.Fifteen minutes passed, and the Gray Mist Monarch stared at the unkillable Levi with a darkened expression.
"This can't be... It has to be that blood-red supreme treasure's doing! Why doesn't something so incredible belong to me!" Undeterred, it pressed on with its attacks.
Levi kept evading nonstop, appearing utterly unable to fight back.
Thirty minutes in, a gleam appeared in his eyes.
"I've located it."
In the opposite section of the spherical space, a Pure White Dragon, shielded by the Blood Battle Spirit and the Primordial Spirit Emperor, smashed through layers of blocking barriers to arrive at an empty spot.
A faint spatial crack existed there, nearly impossible to spot. It served as the linking point for the spherical space, the vulnerable spot in the Gray Mist Domain.
Aboard the Chaos Dragon, bursts of spell radiance flared up as Levi unleashed 70% spiritual force enhancement along with 500% Giant Power!
Massive spells like Nine Suns Suspended in the Sky, All Creation Thunder, Fire Dragon Tribulation, and more hammered the node relentlessly, shaking the entire spherical space.
"What? No way!"
The Gray Mist Monarch's features twisted in shock. This foe had actually pinpointed the defect in his domain, a spot even many level-10 beings failed to uncover.
Endless barrages of spells and Sword Qi rained down, forcing the Gray Mist Monarch to pour every ounce of effort into holding it steady and stopping Levi from breaking free.
Levi's brow furrowed; even this barrage of strikes couldn't break the barrier quickly enough, so it looked like he'd need that ultimate technique... But then his gaze caught a rune symbol on the Chaos Dragon that remained unlit, glowing with a strange sheen.
"Decomposition Technique!"
Zap!
A bizarre beam of light hit the quivering node.
Crash!
The mirror-like surface broke apart, fragments vanishing into nothing... Viewed from a God's Eye, the gray mist realm resembled a balloon losing air, thick fog spilling out into the Land of Darkness.
As the gray mist faded away, a stunned look emerged within.
"Sauron's Great Disintegration Technique? Wait, no! This isn't it."
Dread surged uncontrollably in the Gray Mist Monarch's core.
Usually, Nightmare Monarchs like them feared Legendary Wizards little... Yet the Decomposition Technique changed everything.
Its essence was like facing a lunatic with a nuclear bomb; Legendary Wizards seldom deployed Decomposition Techniques against foes, reserving them for desperate moments.
With the domain collapsed, the Gray Mist Monarch realized the assassination attempt was doomed, and given the Dusk Palace Master's tricks, he had surely escaped millions of miles distant.
"Perish!"
A longsword enveloped in 26 layers of Holy Domain Power swung down!
Levi prepared to flee, yet before he went... he needed to land one blow!
He yearned to gauge the gap between himself and a level-10 mid-stage!
The Gray Mist Monarch's body turned misty, seeking to evade the blade!
Sword Qi sliced through the heavy fog, detonating on impact.
Stars glittered in the sky, colors flashing vividly.
"Cough cough cough..."
The Gray Mist Monarch's shape appeared somewhat fainter.
"You get an opening and still don't escape... What arrogance!"
A massive mist dragon coiled forth, blocking Levi's sight.
His spiritual force had surpassed 100,000, allowing him to fire off innate spells rivaling ninth to tenth-circle power freely.
Hundreds of fire dragons threaded through the fog, bursting apart.
These attacks merely scratched the Gray Mist Monarch lightly, far from fatal, though their volume started to wear it down.
But the real headache was that blood-colored armor. Every trick thrown at it bounced back, and the backlash couldn't finish Levi off. This was the ultimate defense across the Multidimensional Plane, forged for Levi by Sauron!
It understood that dragging this out would lead to just one outcome... its own defeat as a level 10 mid-stage, improbable as it seemed, yet the reality stared back plainly.
"Hmph, I'll let you live for now!"
"Trying to go?" Levi chuckled. "You're a level 10 mid-stage, right? I'm staying put, so why flee? Come on, battle me properly!"
Spells and Sword Qi hammered the mist without cease, the wizard tower and Eight Formation Map looming in the starry void, straining to ensnare the Gray Mist Monarch, only for it to shatter them effortlessly.
Using his present abilities, wearing down or beating the foe posed no issue.
Yet stopping a level 10 mid-stage from retreating was impossible.
"Don't get too cocky yet, others will come for you!"
The mist scattered like fleeing insects, vanishing into the emptiness, leaving Levi to jot down a mental reminder for future vengeance.
All at once, his face shifted.
The space around him seemed to reverse time, drawing the escaped mist back against its will...
"Curse you, Hera!"
The Gray Mist Monarch bellowed in fury.
Levi watched the wondrous spectacle like an observer. Countless beings bore the name Hera across the Multidimensional Plane, but just one could make the Gray Mist Monarch pale:
Void Holy Seat Hera!
Bearing the Pan-Plane's supreme treasure second only to the Dark Ancient Tower, the [Death Throne], he ranked as the third mightiest on the Pan-Plane behind the Fire Sovereign.