Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2964: 603: Swallowing a Dragon Ball! I Alone Am the Crimson Emperor Dragon! (part 2)
Previously on Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method...
Across the sky, the crimson ancient portal looms imposingly.
Levi shifts his eyes away and accesses the proficiency interface.
Levi——————
Crimson Emperor Dragon Breathing Technique: Twenty-first Rank (Extreme Limit), Special Effect: Red Emperor Dragon BodySupreme (Peak level 9); Exclusive Weapon: Crimson Dragon Slash (Level 9); Bloodline Divine Patterns: 81/81; Heavenly Sovereign Authority: Destruction Sanctuary (Ten Layers).
...
"Having entered the Ten Layers of Heaven, my Red Emperor Dragon Realm has instinctively hit its peak. For further progress, I need to shatter this ancient portal and ascend to a superior domain.
What mysteries await beyond the gate?"
Curiosity stirs within Levi.
His form stands tall, lifting off the earth, radiating force in every direction, transforming into a missile-shaped silhouette hurtling toward the crimson ancient gate, echoed by a low rumble.
With a resounding crash, Levi rebounds sharply.The massive red gate vibrates and hums yet refuses to yield.
Levi stays patient; he heads back to the Red Emperor’s Throne, whispering to himself:
"Once at level 9, knight training shifts to grasping [six-dimensional rules] and [attribute domain], essentially the practice of the six mighty sacred domains.
The interface offered no hint for this breakthrough. However, from my ongoing studies, two requirements exist for reaching level 10:
First, gaining command over the ten layers of the sacred realm's might.
Second, forging sufficient bloodline divine patterns.
I've satisfied these now, but still can't breach this barrier; something vital must be overlooked."
Levi examines his inner self, finally pinpointing the issue.
"Even though the divine patterns are flawless, the shift to a tangible divine palace remains unfinished. My body hasn't completely evolved into the abstract [Strength] form and is somewhat underdeveloped. Ah, now I see."
Inner tranquility holds Levi as he persists in his seclusion.
...
Moments slip away quietly.
Shadow World.
Red-and-black nightmare energy taints the dull sky overhead, while more than thirty monarch figures rise like colossal pillars piercing the heavens, driving the alliance forces to fall back amid their assault.
Nora Calendar 2112, Blood Battle for 2000 years.
This signifies the 112th year of the nightmare's massive incursion, with the conflict escalating fiercely.
Up to now, the three-party alliance has seen three losses, plus two level-10s gravely wounded. The nightmare realm has sacrificed four monarchs; damages are comparable on both sides, yet the nightmare's abundant reserves sustain it, unlike the strained alliance.
Through this hundred years, all have come to grasp the overwhelming power of these titans. It's no surprise that throughout history, none could challenge their dominance.
Actually, the three-party alliance today matches the zenith of the giant empires, just managing to resist the nightmare, while lesser powers would have collapsed ages ago.
Alliance headquarters.
Exhausted forms convene, Charactus's back marked by intricate, labyrinthine scars that send chills down the spine.
He got hurt during a clash with the Lost Monarch.
Facing them sit the Lady of Thunder, Wind Empress, and companions, their mental energies somewhat dimmed, compelled to face numerous level-10 powerhouses without break.
Charactus inquires:
"Lady, when will Lord Edmund arrive to aid us? With things as they are, we won't last beyond two centuries. Should we all perish, the Shadow World ends."
Star Sky Sword Saint remarks:
"Void Holy Temple and Lady Hera prepare for all-out attack, but sans Edmund's aid, slaying the Lost Monarch proves nearly impossible."
Nightmare Four Emperors, inscrutable.
Over these times, the Lost Monarch has plagued them all.
Lady of Thunder responds:
"I get everyone's hardship, but remember, more than fifty monarchs lurk near Nora, ready to pounce.
Should Edmund depart, who guards Nora? The Ignorant Monarch, among the Four Emperors, leads the Nora front."
Charactus questions gravely:
"What's our way out of this stalemate?"
Wind Empress answers:
"We need to endure another century. Nora holds hidden aces. When they surface, fear of those nightmare monarchs vanishes!"
Star Sky Sword Saint queries.
"Dusk Hall Master? He's powerful, but can he truly turn the tide? I believe Edmund has to strike boldly against the Lost Monarch.
Only after the Four Emperors fall can we afford a prolonged clash with the nightmare over centuries, giving the Dusk Hall Master time to advance gradually until matching Edmund's level."
Lady of Thunder stays quiet.
Eliminating the Lost Monarch demands Edmund unleash his full form and wield volatile supreme force, as he's attempted previously.
Repeating it brings unforeseeable risks.
The Nora Council's chief concern: Levi hasn't risen as the ultimate mainstay, and if Edmund exits too soon, the void invites abyss and nightmare to overwhelm.
Watching the two famed wizards in torment, Charactus exhales:
"We'll press on and assess again in a hundred years."
...
Golden Sacred Realm.
The Six Sacred Kings assemble beneath the ancient golden tree, debating the way, enjoying tea and scents, radiating a wise and enviable aura, a stark difference from the three-party alliance's turmoil.
Golden radiance appears, heralding Lou Luo Saint King.
His expression shows satisfaction as he states:
"The war has barely started, yet a legendary wizard from Nora has dropped. For the three-party side, including the wounded, they've now forfeited five level-10 fighters.
The nightmare realm proves truly ruthless."
Heavenly Wisdom Saint King caresses his beard with a grin:
"The nightmare's early setbacks stemmed from complacency, blindsided by Nora's defenses, but with full focus now, Nora can't compete."