Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2990: 609: The Dragon King’s Three Treasures Descend!

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Previously on Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method...
In the Dusk Holy Temple, beings with Supreme Bloodline plot vengeance against the Star God, envisioning a future where Level 11 entities surpass ancient eras and resistance forces ignite across the darkness. Half a year later, in the Ancient Banyan Fairyland, Levi and Elena welcome triplets amid formidable tribulation clouds, each child born with immense weight and inheriting powerful dragon bloodlines: Golden Emperor, Crimson Emperor, and White Emperor. The newborns, named Wis, Pace, and Lis, manifest elemental talents—Earth for the eldest, Fire with Flame Scepter for the second, and Wind with Thunder Heart for the youngest—and astonishingly emerge at Level 7 strength, their auras rivaling experts. Levi brews restorative tonics for Elena, who recuperated slowly after a century-long pregnancy, while the family raises the children in secrecy amid lingering war threats from the Nightmare faction.

Whenever he grew weary from cultivation, he roamed the ninth level of the Dark Ancient Tower, now and then collecting a few Truth Oddities along with Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures to carry back, all in hopes of mooching off [Primordial Relics].

He chose to steer clear of the oceanic lottery for the time being.

Despite having gathered more than a hundred ninth-level crystal cores by then.

...

In the span of a mere instant, twelve years flew by.

Nora Calendar in the year 2312, Blood Battle era year 2200.

Nora Continent.

High in the skies over the Thunder Realm, under the watchful eyes of countless onlookers, a silhouette disappeared into the vast void, wrapped within the endless bolts of celestial and terrestrial lightning, only to return after proving the way.

The rumbling of thunder resounded across the firmament for an entire month prior to fading away.

This individual was none other than Thunder King Xiluer, who had been posted in the Lightning Faction for ages. She maintained a bond of teacher and companion with Thunder Lady Lunia.

The Supreme Council proclaimed the emergence of the twentieth legendary wizard seat.

Emperor of Ten Thousand Thunders, Silur.

Her Legendary Profession consisted of [Thunder Control Hammer], her Demiplane was [Realm of Thunder Silence], and her legendary epithet stood as [Ruler of Myriad Thunders, Echo below the Nine Heavens].

At present, there are eighteen legendary wizards in existence.

The Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water, Lightning, Death, Shadow Sects boast two each; the Dream, Life, Metal, Frost Sects possess one apiece; the wizard civilization reaches an all-time peak of prosperity.

As numerous legendary reincarnators ascend to Senior Nine Ring, Nine Rings Perfect Realm, including Lucy, Duke Rumon, and their ilk, their breakthrough looms just on the horizon.

The celestial bodies converge, legends make their comeback.

Sauron alongside various supreme powerhouses intervenes, enabling vital forces to cross the temporal stream and assemble within one epoch.

Trickling brooks merge into mighty rivers, countless branches flow into vast seas, and this surge dubbed the "era" shall inevitably jolt the ancient and crumbling behemoth, etching a brilliant mark!

In that very year.

Nelarayan Continent.

A splendid azure radiance unfurled over the heavens, wherever it swept, a thousand miles turned to ice, and snow danced across ten thousand miles, with a faint silhouette of a blue butterfly whose wings stretched a thousand miles, overshadowing the entire sky.

The Emperor of Ten Thousand Beasts and the Mother of Sea King displayed faces brimming with immense delight.

"The third mythical level beast master has come into being."

Across the Nora civilization, a spirit of positive rivalry thrives. The greater the number of level-10s, the stronger the influence and the greater the resources at hand.

For now, the longstanding wizard civilization holds the unchallenged top spot, with legendary wizards claiming one-third of the positions, plus powerhouses like the Dusk Palace Master who dominion over the Multidimensional Plane with commanding presence.

Following closely are the barbarian tribes and giant clans.

Nelarayan secures only the fourth place.

"Snow Falling Sky Butterfly, Mythical Creature, innately wielding the supreme Frost Power, capable of icing an entire realm with a mere whim... Congratulations to Snow Falling Sky King."

The swordsman clad in black armor arrived with an air of ease, grinning warmly.

Upon spotting Levi, a trace of humility and trepidation flickered in the Snow Falling Sky King's eyes.

"I’ve met Sir Levi."

"Ah, witnessing the Beast Master mature fills me with joy."

Levi extended his heartfelt congratulations.

Once the greetings concluded, Levi departed.

Prior to his exit, the Snow Falling Sky King persistently offered Levi a portion of level 10 scale powder from the Snow Falling Sky Butterfly, a prime ingredient for crafting top-tier treasures, legendary wizard tools, and potions.

Unable to politely decline, Levi accepted it, then reciprocated by providing some materials harvested from the level 10 Nightmare Monarch. He later handed the scale powder to the Holy Infant for upcoming armament forging.

Based on the freshest reports from the Nightmare and Blood Battle Command Center.

Suspicions arise that the Abyss and Nightmare have formed an alliance, assembling more than 120 level 10 powerhouses who cast greedy eyes upon Nora, signaling the gravest conflict in Nora’s annals.

One wrong move could spell complete devastation.

Scanning the chronicles of Multidimensional Planes, such epic scale appears only in premier conflicts where titans clash.

Should Nora triumph over this ordeal unscathed.

It shall solidify its standing as a quasi-Giant World without question.

Of course, Levi harbored no excessive worry.

After all, the succubus queen fought on their behalf, and the Underworld, as a steadfast ally, pledged forces to bolster Nora, seizing the chance to inflict heavy blows upon the Abyss and Nightmare.

Aiming to exploit Nora’s drain on the giants’ vital energies.

The Underworld would surely rejoice at this prospect.

In the lead-up to the conflict, all Nora could focus on was spawning additional level 9 and 10 powerhouses, guaranteeing that elite battle strength kept pace.

Nora presently commands 58 level 10 combatants.

The addition of 12 from the Void Holy Temple allied forces brings the total to 70.

Bolstered by dozens more from the Underworld, they could adequately counter the enemy coalition.

Not forgetting the versatile slayer that is Levi.

...

Golden Sacred Realm.

Beneath the Golden Ancient Tree, the six Sacred Kings exerted themselves fully to rouse the Golden Will.

A ray of golden luminescence arrived, prompting Lou Luo Saint King’s face to light up with joy:

"Excellent tidings, the Nightmare and Abyss have banded together, amassing over 120 level 10 powerhouses beyond Nora, gearing up to raze it to the ground."

Bo Ruo Saint King burst into boisterous laughter.

"Splendid, splendid, regardless of whatever wonders Nora might conjure, it won’t escape this doom; before overwhelming might, every scheme and intrigue pales in significance."

Spirit Heart Saint King remarked:

"Shall we take some action?"

Mingxi Saint King responded:

"We should watch from the sidelines and avoid direct involvement."

Xuanjia Saint King agreed:

"Exactly, our fate ties to the astral world's."

Heavenly Wisdom Saint King, who had stayed quiet until now, spoke up:

"Sitting back isn't an option."

"Why so?"

As the Sacred Kings puzzled over this, a colossal voice boomed in their thoughts: "Because my ultimate chance resides in Nora."

A colossal tree, dwarfing numerous worlds, akin to a stellar marvel, manifested in their minds, an archaic visage carving itself upon its bark.

"Supreme Will!"

"Supreme Will!"

Every Sacred King bowed low, offering profound veneration!

The primeval face declared:

"I stand merely one step from Supremacy, yet adhering to the conventional cultivation path might demand hundreds of thousands of years to attain.

However, time is not on our side. This immense catastrophe burdens the astral world excessively, leaving us vulnerable to threats. Self-protection becomes paramount.