Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2953: 600: Nightmare Four Emperors!

He possesses the Sunset Moonfall Halberd, thus he pays no mind to it at all.

Cery's cheeks turned red, while the Blue Frost Sword she referred to belonged to a subordinate deity of Father, known as [Lady Chen Shuang]. Legend says she commands the [Dawn] and [Frost] God’s Authorities and holds the status of an Intermediate God.

This True God was the architect behind Father's downfall.

Dusk Palace Master's remarks might sting, yet they carried undeniable truth.

After pondering briefly, Cery declared:

"Kindly lead the way, elder."

Levi responded:

"I oversee a personal Undead Cemetery, nurturing endless Undead Warriors there. Blue Frost Power basically represents a twisted form of death energy fused with Frost Power, able to corrupt living beings into Blue Frost Undead. Is that right?"

Cery gave a nod.

Levi pressed on:

"Does this Blue Frost Power solely affect ordinary mortals?"

"Not at all. Whenever I activate Blue Frost Power, everywhere the blue frost sweeps, low-level transcendent beings face a strong chance of infection, mid-level ones an equal likelihood, and high-level ones a slim possibility. Should I reach Father's level, I'd rapidly assemble a formidable Blue Frost Undead Army."

Cery detailed.

Blue Frost Power stood as the pinnacle of Father's achievements.

Levi grinned:

"That's impressive. I'll dispatch you to a location where Blue Frost Power can be released without restraint, free from any meddling.

In times of peace, the Blue Frost Undead Army will obey your orders entirely, though in wartime, you'll adhere to my directives."

A flicker of astonishment crossed Cery's features.

"Is that true?"

"Absolutely."

"I accept. Might I inquire as to the place?"

"Nightmare World."

Cery froze in shock, paused briefly in quiet reflection, then uttered:

"Very well, I agree!"

"Fear not, my presence ensures you won't perish in Nightmare World. You're surely familiar with my capabilities."

"I trust you, elder."

"Excellent. Now, pledge the oath."

In this manner, yet another General aligned with the ancient banyan tree Mansion.

Given Cery's aptitude, reaching level 9 presents no challenge, though Levi prizes above all the Blue Frost Power's knack for generating expendable troops, perfect for battles.

Over the following years, outbreaks of the blue frost calamity emerged on a minor scale in Nightmare World, with afflicted nightmare creatures propagating undetected.

...

Time races by, with days and months vanishing in a blur.

Three decades onward, marking the Nora Calendar year 1950, Blood Battle 1838.

In the Lost Domain of Nightmare World, close to sixty Nightmare Lords had assembled, the rapid mobilization of this force proving utterly overwhelming.

A mere shift from the Giant World sufficed to overwhelm the Three Thousand Worlds—no hyperbole there. Anxious vibes permeated the entire Pan-Plane.

Numerous Level 10 Strongmen had foreseen the gathering tempest long ago and opted for early withdrawal; their current hideouts remain unknown, evading the impending chaos.

The formerly formidable Void Emperor, Dragon Abomination Venerable, and Purgatory Black King Dragon haven't appeared in a thousand years, vanishing from sight.

Typically, should Level 10 Strongmen desire it and embrace a low-profile existence, endurance through any conflict becomes feasible.

Beyond the Pan-Plane, in some remote spot.

A faint, lifeless star.

Red Crow perused the outside reports delivered by his underlings.

"Edmund and Dusk Palace Master are downright frightening; thankfully, the Fire Sovereign halted our kin in time, sparing us immense danger."

A chill of dread stirred within the End Dragon Bird.

"A level 9 Physique, first dispatching the Dusk Sun God and Old Sea Dominator, then taming the Worm Lord and eliminating the Holy War Army Master... What sort of entity is this?"

Red Crow commented:

"Brother, why not stay hidden for ten millennia? Things are far too tangled now; entanglement could spell eternal ruin even for Level 10s."

The End Dragon Bird let out a sigh:

"True enough; in ten thousand years, we'll witness the ultimate victor."

"Probably the Four Great Giants, though countless Level 10 Strongmen will doubtless perish too; Nora's saga merits eternal records."

Despite past rivalries, Red Crow held genuine respect for them.

As the Great Tribulation looms, of the myriad Level 10 Strongmen across the Pan-Plane, a few emerge of their own accord, allying for chances at glory—like [Star Sky Sword Saint] and [Thousand-Eyed Swordsman]—while most retreat into isolation.

Across eras past and present.

Societies daring to defy the Giants, however glorious, invariably crumbled; history suggests Nora holds no exceptional edge.

...

At the same time.

For smoother coordination and warfare, the Nora Council provisionally arranged round-table positions for every one of the 22 Level 10 Strongmen within the Void Holy Temple and Shadow World.

Altogether 57 Level 10 Strongmen convened, intent on devising plans against the imminent fierce onslaught from Nightmare World.

Post the tripartite summit, delegates were selected to traverse the Pan-Plane, aiming to enlist hidden Level 10 Strongmen for a united stand versus Nightmare. Every extra Level 10 comrade bolsters the Pan-Plane's odds of triumph.

Notably, Nora's direct and lavish recruitment approach shines; each Level 10 enlisting in the Nora Council claims a supreme treasure. Yet, binding contracts ensure no freeloading, demanding real commitment.

The contract terms boil down to this:

Upon allying with Nora, access to a supreme treasure is granted, in exchange for 3,000 years of service or solo elimination of a foe Level 10, securing permanent ownership thereafter.

The council's proffered treasures sit in the thirties or forties on the Pan-Plane rankings, modest in caliber, devoid of vital assets such as civilization relics.