Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2943: 597: Fall of the Holy War (part 2)

Yet such progress was merely a pipe dream; beyond level-10, every advance felt like climbing to the heavens. For a being like the Plane Sovereign, pushing further proved an even greater ordeal.

"Has my Lord still not dealt with that Thorn Snake Queen?"

The Holy War Lord inquired.

"No, my Lord, not yet."

"Ah, that cursed Council of All Races, they've destroyed me. It all stems from the Amethyst Saint, who once swore to battle until the last breath, only to switch sides to the Sovereign of Ten Thousand Gold in an instant, snatching two supreme treasures!"

The very next instant, the Holy War Lord's face shifted dramatically.

"Danger! Who's approaching?"

Clutching the Treasure Spear firmly, it soared into the skies above, where the entire Holy War World lay shrouded in a dense red and black fog, thick enough to obscure even one's hand before their eyes.

"This is bad, a Nightmare invasion?"

In a shadowy nook, Levi hovered with a [Night Barrier Bead] suspended over his head; the disorienting fog stemmed directly from this illusion relic he had activated.

Through the haze, his disciplined Shadow Soldiers slipped in, encircling the whole Holy War World; sixteen level 9 Demon Kings plus one in the Mid Stage of level 9, faintly echoing the Fish Demon Shadow of the Old Sea Dominator.

This emerging Demon Emperor led the Shadow Army, ensuring no insect could flee from the Holy War World!

"What kind of spectral nonsense is this?"

The Seventeenth General's form darted amid the mist, yet as a level 9 powerhouse, it wandered aimlessly, looping back to its starting point.

Whoosh.

A single, fluid sword swing felled the General, the Hell Warhorse whinnied as Leon arrived to claim the soul.

Levi, donned in crimson armor, moved like a relentless killing device devoid of feeling.

"The tenth!"

His silhouette blurred, racing to the subsequent target.

"Perish! Hahaha! I'll slice you into bits!"

The Fifteenth General raged against vacant space, as though facing a mighty foe—this stemmed from the illusion artifact's might fused with Levi's Nightmare Emperor Dragon Power, trapping typical level 9 foes in deceptive visions.

Another effortless sword cut sealed this General's doom as well.

"The eleventh!"

The surviving Generals appeared to possess power surpassing the Mid Stage of level 9.

As Levi rampaged in his hunt, the mist resounded with the Holy War Lord's enraged shout: "Dusk Palace Master, you've crossed the line!"

Still, at the world's core, a level-10 clash erupted fiercely.

The Worm Lord, level-10 Dragon Spirit, Blood War Spirit, and Seven Treasures had hemmed in the Holy War Lord, barricading a hundred thousand miles around.

Trapping it with no route upward or downward escape!

The Holy War Lord fixed a fierce stare on the Worm Lord, demanding:

"Why betray us for the wizard? You turncoat!"

"I quit the Council of All Races ages ago, so how am I a traitor?"

"Don't delude yourself; do you believe the Nora Council will let you off? They tolerate you now only for your utility—come fall, they'll demand payback, you idiot! Ally with the Blood Fire Dominator; I can plead for Him to grant you Divine Power!"

"Hah, Divine Power comes no easier than that, or you'd have claimed it by now."

"I abandoned Divine Enthronement of my own accord for my Lord's cause."

"Spare the chatter; face your end!"

The pair of Sovereigns collided, where the Holy War Lord, bolstered by the supreme treasure, held the advantage—yet the Star Dragon Spirit proved no pushover.

It commanded a barrage of elemental forces at once, pouring out the Power of Ten Thousand Dragons unchecked, its dragon breath scorching the Holy War Lord's armor to its limits.

"Could this be... the Stellar Dragon King? Wasn't it raised to Divine Enthronement?"

The Holy War Lord's look turned baffled; despite the Heavenly Father's strained ties, aiding wizards against your own defied all honor, where was the justice?

The Blood War Spirit's Blood Sea Domain and Sword Qi left the Holy War Lord exposed on all fronts; it had clashed with this eerie being in the past.

Unseen for a century, it had only grown more formidable.

As for Seven Treasures, each strike unleashed the Seven Catastrophic Forces, forcing the Holy War Lord to endure what felt like endless Tribulation.

It realized that without an escape route, it wouldn't even require the hidden Dusk Palace Master's direct intervention—it would fall, a fate too shameful to bear.

Meanwhile, Levi reveled in the rush of the kill.

The Eighth General hailed from the Blood Angel Clan, a mid-stage level-9 powerhouse. Right now, it battled phantoms, firing wild red beams in disarray.

"You dispatched assassins after me back then!"

Levi swung his sword decisively, ending it in a flash.

"Six remain, all extensions of the Holy War Army Master."

Levi effortlessly pulverized a squad of Divine Race Soldiers in his path, slaying one every ten paces amid a savage aura, then pressed on to the next.

The Sixth Divine General, mid-stage level-9, fell to a single punch.

The Fifth Divine General, mid-stage level-9, succumbed to a sword thrust.

They never got to draw on the level-10 might from the Holy War Army Master, who now battled desperately and couldn't aid his projections.

The Fourth Divine General turned out to be the absent Giant Head Star Lord, advanced to late-stage level-9 cultivation, eyeing the approaching death deity in sheer dread.

"You ambushed me during the auction—now die!"

Levi vanished and reappeared before it, landing a casual blow; the Giant Head Star Lord, famed for its durable frame, hurtled back like a snapped kite.

"Thunder Annihilation!"

It bellowed, reforming its form into a colossal Thunder Giant God, as myriad lightning strikes plummeted from above—Levi strolled calmly through the barrage.

"A sturdy frame, ideal for forging into a peculiar relic."

Levi unleashed Long Whale Suppressing the Sea with ease, toppling it, then the Eternal Star Abyss blazed forth, drawing it in and binding it tight.

He had invaded the Holy War World for merely a quarter-hour, leaving nine generals reduced to three survivors, who now evaded Levi like mice before a cat.

Time slipped onward.

The Third Divine General, late-stage level-9, slain!

The Second Divine General, late-stage level-9, slain!

In moments, just the First Divine General lingered.

At that instant, amid the fog, it chanted prayers invoking the Blood Fire Dominator's sacred name, striving to call down divine might against the Dusk Palace Master, the slayer of stars.

"Clinging to prayers in the face of doom."

Levi materialized with a mocking sneer.

"Dusk Palace Master, your defiance of the Gods seals a gruesome end for you!"

The First Divine General lunged at Levi like a suicidal insect, at peak level-9 strength—a premier force beneath the True God, ruling over legions.

"Die!"

Seven Layers of Destruction Holy Realm swirled around Levi's arm, followed by a straightforward Serious Punch; the fist's gale extended across ten thousand miles, swallowing the First Divine General whole.

As the turmoil subsided, only fragmented armor pieces lay scattered, alongside dropped rare treasures that Levi scooped up without fuss.

From this fight, a hefty haul of level-9 rare treasures fell into his grasp.

He had eyed the Divine Race's riches for ages.

Thus, the Blood Fire Eighteen Generals—the pinnacle enforcers beneath the Holy War Army Master of the God Race—were utterly wiped out by Levi single-handedly, with none spared.

Sensing the battlefield's shift, the Shadow Army overwhelmed the Divine Race Soldiers through sheer dominance; triumph loomed as only a question of moments. On the flip side, the Holy War Army Master faced four at once, yielding ground steadily, overwhelmed.

Levi chuckled darkly, like a triumphant fiend; he sheathed the Crimson Dragon Slash, intoned Invisible Secret Words, and surged toward the Holy War Army Master faster than light itself.

Ka-cha!

His gloved fist breached the army master's Golden Armor, seizing the blazing, molten golden divine-blood heart within.

"It's finished!"

Bang! With a crushing squeeze, Levi shattered the heart.

The Holy War Monarch's vitality drained in a flash; drenched in gore, it ignited its essence, its Divine Soul quaking violently, its features contorted:

"We'll perish as one! My Lord shall behold my devotion and claim vengeance!"

Boom! Four radiant beams engulfed the Holy War Army Master, but they couldn't halt its self-explosion; the warped spatial blast roared outward, intent on devouring the world entire!

"Collapse!"

Levi gestured, summoning a star-resembling Crystal Palace from the void, which clamped down on the Holy War Army Master and the blast's heart, emitting muffled pops akin to fireworks trapped in a metal cauldron.

The Crystal Palace quaked yet held firm as Mount Tai. Once the surges ebbed, Levi retracted it, surveying the vast pit spanning tens of thousands of miles.

"A world in pristine condition, almost wrecked by your hand."