Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2999: 611: Slaying the Four Calamity Lords, a Massacre!

"This... this won't hold much longer. Is it possible his power is nearing the apex? Quickly! Exhaust all your energy and activate the grand array with every ounce of force we possess!"

The prison was fortified once more.

Levi maintained a resolute expression. Ignoring the relentless barrage of flames and torrents, his focus remained fixed solely on his blade... ten times, then twenty, he fought like a desperate, caged beast.

In a fleeting moment, he unleashed dozens of sword strikes.

The internal Qi of the Four Calamity Lords was rapidly depleting. At this rate, the grand array would soon drain them dry, leaving them vulnerable to the Dusk Palace Master.

What kind of monstrosity is this?!

"We require reinforcements! We cannot maintain this much longer!"

The tide of the battlefield shifted violently.

The Nightmare Monarchs could no longer rely on past experience to gauge Levi’s true strength; he was far more potent than he had been in the Shadow Battlefield.

"Quick, dispatch support to the Four Calamity Lords!" the Lost Monarch commanded.

Moments later, over a dozen Nightmare Monarchs surged forward, unleashing a hail of varied attacks upon Levi. He made no attempt to evade, focusing entirely on dismantling the grand array guarding his path.

Under the weight of their combined might, his defensive screen shattered layer by layer until the Golden Light Barrier cracked entirely. His Blood Battle Armor manifested, absorbing the residual shocks of the assault.

Enduring the excruciating agony of his physical form being torn apart, Levi unleashed his true potential. He evolved into a towering, dragon-scaled giant, ablaze with golden radiance and swirling flames, wielding his greatsword aloft.

He descended from the heavens with a powerful strike!

"Sword Forty-Nine!"

Crack! The sound of fracturing space-time echoed as the grand array collapsed.

The hearts of the Four Calamity Lords plummeted; the battle had only just commenced, and this was contrary to the Lost Monarch’s calculations—there had been no level-10 casualties yet.

The containment of the Dusk Palace Master had failed.

He had shattered their defenses through sheer, absolute power.

"It is finished."

The group of Nightmare Monarchs watched as the dragon-scaled titan shredded the remains of the array, fixing them with a cold stare before casually sweeping his sword once more.

"Flee!"

The monarchs scattered in terror; the responsibility of restraining this individual had fallen to the Four Calamity Lords.

One monarch was grazed by a sliver of Sword Qi, its expression twisting in agony. Half of its torso was obliterated, bringing it to the brink of death as it struggled to regenerate.

Is this level of power truly just level 10?

Outside of the Four Emperors, there was seemingly no one on this battlefield who could contend with him!

Levi ignored the fleeing monarchs; his ultimate objective for this war was his ascent to the legendary, after which he would naturally reshape the fate of the conflict.

"Four Calamities!"

The Four Calamity Monarchs retracted their grand array, brandishing their Illusion Artifacts. They launched a series of ferocious, four-colored attacks that intertwined into a torrent of calamity spanning eight hundred thousand miles, racing toward Levi with unstoppable force.

The dragon-scaled giant’s heart hammered within his chest. Grasping his greatsword with his immense arms, he utilized the "Extreme Dao Strategy" to release a technique that far exceeded his typical limits.

A wave of Sword Qi, nine hundred thousand miles long, pierced through the dark void like a piercing lance of light, ripping the fabric of space into nothingness and twisting time into singular black holes.

While other powerful entities were still cautiously testing one another, Levi had already unleashed his True Fire. Some Nightmare Monarchs even suspected he had burned out his vitality in a final, premature ascension.

Going all-out from the very start? He truly is a madman!

This was their assessment of his character.

The river of Sword Qi breached their torrent, surging upstream and violently slamming into their four longswords, causing dense webs of cracks to lace across the blades.

Puff—

The Four Calamity Monarchs groaned in synchrony, having bonded their lifeforce to these treasures through their illusions to bolster their power.

Yet, damage to the artifact inevitably inflicted severe harm upon the user.

"Fall back, withdraw! We cannot contain him!"

Unlike the cornered Noran warriors, Nightmare Monarchs would instinctively seek retreat to the Nightmare realm the moment the battle felt lost; they always possessed an exit strategy.

Fighting until the bitter end? That was out of the question.

Four streams of light dispersed in different directions, hoping to improve their odds of survival through individual flight. Levi waved his hand, and the immense Wind Thunder Power flooded the darkness.

"Suppress!"

Within the Storm Sea, a massive, brilliant white star descended!

The Crimson Emperor governs slaughter, the Black Emperor governs motion, and the White Emperor governs control!

"Damn you!"

The Four Calamity Monarchs found themselves bogged down, as if caught in a quagmire, unable to pierce the firmament.

Golden light engulfed the dragon-scaled giant like a surging ocean, unleashing billions of units of Primordial Magnetic Divine Power, exerting a gravitational pull on everything within a million-mile radius.

Others were unable to restrain the Four Calamity Monarchs, but Levi, as a six-dimensional cultivator, possessed no vulnerabilities in attack, defense, control, or mobility.

Only the Cold Calamity Monarch seemed to have an ace up its sleeve, breaking through the gravitational drag and preparing to flee into the deep void, only to be intercepted by a dragon made of starlight.

Levi seized the opening to cast the "Nine Palace Sealing" technique.

Nine stars converged, folding space to forge a pitch-black sphere that, bolstered by Levi’s spiritual force—comparable to a ten-ring senior—managed to pin the target in place.

It was brief, yet sufficient.

The Blood Dark Dragon Spirit, Blood Battle Spirit, and Seven Treasures converged, their combined assault engulfing the exhausted Cold Calamity Monarch.

Levi’s Invisible Secret Word flickered toward the Red Land Calamity Monarch. The monarch manifested a Red Flame True Body, resembling a miniature sun, and attempted a suicide strike against Levi.

"You... you will not escape this! Let us perish together!"

"Overestimating your worth!"

Levi brought his sword down. The violent Qi force detonated the red flames, followed by a continuous barrage of Thunder that lasted for a dozen breaths.

As the aftershocks faded, all that remained of the Red Land Calamity Monarch was a dimmed, tiny sun, a scarlet crystal, and a shattered Crimson Flame Longsword inscribed with:

[Crafted by Bao Long, guaranteed top-tier quality!]

Levi’s eyes glimmered.

He swiftly sealed the discarded remnants and the spoils, tucking them into the Dragon Palace.

An entity of this caliber could not be eradicated quickly; it was wiser to suppress them and refine them slowly into a Legendary Artifact.

The engagement had only just begun.

The Red Land Calamity Monarch had fallen.

The Flood Calamity Monarch and Wind Disaster Lord fled in desperation.

Where had their original arrogance vanished?

Levi accelerated, overtaking the Flood Calamity Monarch. A scarlet sun ignited in his palm, conjuring a makeshift imitation of Emon’s Eternal Blazing Sun fueled by Crimson Emperor Dragon Flames.

Though improvised, its destructive potential was hardly inferior.

Water and fire clashed, releasing clouds of white vapor.

Amidst the screams of the Flood Calamity Monarch—and to the terror of the watching monarchs—another victim was brought to the brink of death and promptly sealed by Levi.

He collected a mass of black fluid, a black crystal, and the shards of a dark blade.

The Flood Calamity Monarch had fallen.

Of the Four Great Calamities, two were already vanquished.

Witnessing this, the Lost Monarch faced a dilemma. A single error could cost them everything, yet they no longer possessed a path of retreat.

It joined the Ignorant Monarch in exhausting every reserve of energy to overwhelm Emon. Simultaneously, they initiated a ritual to summon the remaining Emperor-level Monarchs.

And the supreme Master of Horror!

Deep within the Netherworld Ancestor Hall.

The grey-robed swordswoman remained on guard; if the Master of Horror committed to the field, it would trigger an ultimate war between titans, an event unseen for an entire epoch.

The Underworld awaited.

Back on the battlefield.

Amidst the web of Sword Qi and Red Flame Thunder, only a light breeze, a solitary crystal, and the broken remnants of a white longsword remained.

The Wind Disaster Lord had fallen.

In a split second, the Cold Disaster King saw its brethren perish. Having persisted through countless aeons, it felt the cold sting of death for the first time.

"Supreme Will, deliver us!"

It cried out internally, but received no answer.

Looking up, it saw nine suns, born of Crimson Emperor Dragon Flames, rising to dominate the sky.

The Nine Suns stayed suspended for a moment before crashing down!

The dragon-scaled giant, bathed in the warmth of the Dragon Flame, stooped to collect a blue ice mass, a crystal, and the fragments of a shattered blue longsword.

The Four Great Calamities were completely annihilated.