Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 3000: 612: The Vanishing Sea

"Clang, clang, clang!"

The rhythmic echoes of forging resonated through the halls of the Molten Furnace Stars.

"Hehehe... who would have thought my premium Illusion Artifact would be destroyed so swiftly." A smirk played on Master Bao Long’s lips as he meticulously continued crafting orders for the astral realm.

Crafted by Bao Long, quality is guaranteed.

Crafted by Bao Long, the highest standard is assured.

...

The Land of Nora.

Fractures spiderwebbed across the celestial crystal wall, thick as murky blood, as a demonic aura poured through and spread in every direction. It was as if an immortal had taken a brush to the Sky Dome, splashing ink in grand, chaotic strokes.

Three Level 10 Demon Lords tore through the firmament, their laughter echoing with madness.

They hailed from the 183rd, 200th, and 404th layers of the Abyss. They were the [Clamp Sea Demon King], the [Furious Monarch], and the [Lord of Earthquakes].

The first pair stood at the Early Stage of Level 10, while the latter held the Middle Stage of Level 10.

Their true forms were derived from the Water Demons of the [Demon Crab Clan], the [Sky Anger Demon], and the Earth Demons’ [Earth Worm Demon].

These three entities had not been summoned by the succubus queen; rather, they had been covertly dispatched by Pazuzu, who had spotted a loophole to slip them in, effectively bypassing the main commander.

The Clamp Sea Demon King gestured with a massive claw and bellowed:

"Hahaha, the fact that we have invaded Nora so effortlessly proves that they have truly committed every ounce of their strength to this conflict, leaving nothing behind."

The Furious Monarch offered a wicked sneer:

"With just a single flip, we can crush this New World, obliterating their entire history of growth and development in one stroke."

The Lord of Earthquakes, resembling a colossal Sand Worm encased in Demon Scales, parted its Seven-gilled Eel-like maw to unleash a wave of earthen-hued light.

Rumble!

A newly born continent spanning a thousand miles cracked and crumbled. As the shockwave rolled over it, countless lives vanished into ash in a heartbeat, suffering no pain at all.

"Hahaha, let it all burn!"

"By the time they return from the outside, Nora will be nothing but a wasteland."

"I am eager to witness the sheer despair on Edmund’s face."

Transforming into thick plumes of smoke, the three demons drifted outward, appearing as if they were moving through an Uninhabited Realm.

...

Meanwhile.

Deep within the Nora Core.

The Survivor of the Vast Sea stared with icy eyes.

Before him hovered a projection of the Nora Celestial Sphere, displaying 108,000 new continents scattered like stars across the void.

Mere moments ago, three of those stars had flickered and dimmed.

They had clearly been erased from existence by Level 10 adversaries.

"Despicable, detestable!"

His burden was to shield the Nora Core. No matter how much chaos erupted beyond, he was forbidden from departing, as countless tigers and wolves lurked nearby, seeking any chance to pounce.

Especially the All Worlds Destroyer, Surguard!

He was certain that creature was cloaked at the perimeter of the battlefield, waiting to wield the [Sword of World Destruction] to drain Nora’s life force, using it as sustenance to reclaim his peak state. With Nora’s potential as a Quasi-Giant, it might even provide the boost necessary to reach the Supreme level.

His gaze, deep as an ocean, shifted toward a specific coordinate.

He observed a figure in blue robes moving with calm precision among the demons, overturning seas with a mere wave and accompanied by a spiritual companion. It was Heim.

This prodigious talent, possessed of Three Water Talents, had already achieved Eight Ring Perfection.

"Grow faster, little one."

...

The Land of the North Sea.

After annihilating three continents in succession, the Clamp Sea Demon King finally encountered an opponent—a handsome young man with jet-black hair who had arrived in haste.

He stood there, seemingly out of place in this harsh environment.

"Who are you? How dare you impede my progress... Wait, I recognize you. You are that wretched thief who claimed the life of the Flame Demon Tyrant using the Magic Vine!"

Its countenance shifted, trembling ever so slightly.

"Simply call me Xuan, you pseudo-demon."

The Primordial Demon Lord flicked his robe, sending seven beams of light streaking across the heavens. They instantly coalesced into a seven-colored mountain extending for a hundred thousand miles, pinning the Clamp Sea Demon King in place.

Brief as the clash was, the Clamp Sea Demon King was driven into the seabed by the immense weight of the mountain, its shell—as durable as a legendary treasure—cracked open, spilling foul, viscous fluid.

"Waaah, mark my words!"

A silhouette of black light erupted from the shattered shell, vanishing into the distance.

The Primordial Demon Lord chose not to pursue.

That demon had only been a low-tier Level 10, and now, gravely wounded and having sacrificed its tail to escape, its combat prowess had likely plummeted to a mere Quasi-Level 10.

Currently, the "Eight Formation Map Battle Groups" under the leadership of various Grand Wizards were systematically hunting rogue Level 9 demons across every corner of Nora, which would be sufficient to contain or eliminate this weakened foe.

Suddenly, four more stars dimmed in the celestial map.

The fall of a Level 10 always triggered such phenomena.

With divine vision piercing the void, the black-haired youth witnessed the Dragon-scaled Giant systematically slaughtering all four Calamity Lords—a display of power that drew a flicker of surprise from him.

"So this is the true ace of Nora? Perhaps victory is not entirely out of reach."

The Primordial Demon Lord dissolved into multi-colored streamers, darting toward the position of the Furious Monarch; he had only just begun to warm up, his full strength still coiled within.

In high-level conflicts of this nature, even standard battles could drag on for centuries.

...

Across the vast expanse of Nora, at least ten Level 10 demons or Nightmare Monarchs were sowing destruction. Half were held at bay by local battle groups, while the others rampaged unchecked.

Although the ultimate outcome rested with the titans at the top, the total destruction of the lower ranks would render their civilization a hollow shell, leading to its inevitable decay.

Corpses piled up and lives were trampled.

This was the nature of a super war, where existence itself was rendered into mere digits.

As they witnessed such horrific devastation, hope began to wither in the hearts of many foreign races.

Even many wizards found themselves wavering amidst the slaughter, wondering: when the Giants grow truly serious, what path remains for the common folk?

Can the collective defiance of the masses ever truly overrule the will of a Giant?

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The Ancient Dragon Continent.

Compared to the perimeter, this region remained relatively tranquil.

For one, it was shielded by the two Legendary Wizards of the Sorren Continent.

Furthermore, the combined defenses of the Mechanical School and the Level 9 Giant Dragon Guardians were as immovable as iron.