Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 3001: 612: The Vast Sea Has Passed

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Previously on Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method...
The Land of Nora faces a grave assault as three Level 10 Demon Lords breach the sky to ravage the continent, leaving destruction and death in their wake. While the Survivor of the Vast Sea remains trapped defending the Nora Core against potential threats, the Primordial Demon Lord initiates a counter-offensive against the invaders. Despite the heroic efforts of defenders and the Dragon-scaled Giant, the massive scale of the war continues to devastate the civilization, leaving many to question if they can truly withstand the overwhelming power of the Giants.

With the Bright Sun, the Moon of Silent Night, and other rare relics acting as a barrier, no demons can breach our defenses.

Currently, the sentinel lines of the Ancient Dragon Continent have reached a point of saturation.

Following an assessment by the high command, the decision was made to deploy a segment of the vanguard to bolster auxiliary battlefields and alleviate the strain on the congress’s main combat force.

The Fire Dragon Knight stood atop the Sky Dome, his silhouette framed by the Fire Dragon Apostle Group—an elite assembly of a thousand knights, encased in impenetrable Extreme Battle Armor and radiating a suffocating murderous intent.

"We have trained for a thousand days for this solitary moment. Warriors, march with me into the fray!"

A deep rumble echoed through the heavens as the blue flames of the Star Castle ignited, propelling the legion toward the distant horizon.

Simultaneously, others were on the move.

Leading their own elite battalions, the Wind and Fire Dragon Witch, the Jade Phoenix Knight, the Demon Tears Divine Sword, and the Four Sons of the Qi Sect—all rising stars and prodigies from the wizard, knight, and Energy Sect factions—ventured toward the various fronts of Nora.

The second and third-generation descendants of the Ancient Dragon Continent’s founding Elders have now matured into level six experts capable of commanding their own destinies.

It is the perfect time to traverse the battlefield and etch their names into history!

...

Tower of Heaven.

"A glorious end! I knew the Dusk Palace Master stood alone against a thousand enemies!"

The white-haired Dragonfly Wizard, tasked with broadcasting front-line developments to maintain civilian morale, was overcome with joy upon witnessing the Dusk Palace Master dismantle four Calamity Lords.

He immediately utilized the Nora Wan Clan’s Blood Battle channel to relay the message:

[Incredible news! The Dusk Palace Master has slain four Great Calamity Lords. These seasoned combatants from the Nightmare World, all at the middle-stage of level 10 cultivation, were renowned for their ability to challenge level 10 peak entities. Yet, they were utterly crushed by our Palace Master.

Compared to such a peerless youth, what worth are the Nightmare Four Emperors? Citizens of Nora, hold your ground! Those legendary figures in the darkness are working alongside us to rewrite the chronicles of the Multidimensional Plane!]

The announcement sent waves of excitement through the populace.

"Four level 10s confirmed dead? Magnificent!"

"I never doubted that our palace master was the decisive factor."

"Stand firm, victory is within our reach!"

Billions of Nora Wan Clan citizens felt a surge of adrenaline, their weary eyes flickering with newfound hope... they were truly mighty!

...

On a distant battlefield.

Golden thunder crackled, piercing the sky. A bolt of divine electricity transformed into a lethal spear, striking down a level 9 black thunder demon before the Golden Thunder God Projection finished it off.

"So, this is the power of the Senior Nine Ring. It is truly formidable."

Though the Golden Walker was advanced in age, his spirit remained youthful.

His journey had finally shifted away from the cycle of misfortunes. Having recently synthesized the Thunder God Series, he advanced to the Senior Nine Ring rank. His current mandate was clear: shield the rising geniuses of the battlefield.

Heim, adorned in a blue robe, offered his gratitude: "I thank you, Senior."

The Golden Walker gestured dismissively: "It is my duty. Do not stray too far from the Sorren Continent. Your growth is more vital to the pillars of Nora than the liquidation of these demon lords."

Heim nodded, expressed his thanks once more, and departed.

The Golden Walker stroked his beard and gazed upward, sighing deeply.

The era had transformed.

His charge had transitioned from the Dusk Palace Master to Heim; fate certainly had a wry sense of humor, turning him into the specialized protector for the heirs of the Ancient Dragon Continent.

Back in his youth, he was a Nine Ring, while the Dusk Palace Master was only an Eight Ring.

Today, he had merely achieved a minor breakthrough into the senior ranks, while that anomaly had ascended to the Supreme Council, leaving a wake of slaughtered level 10 foes.

The mere thought ignited a spark of lingering fear in his chest.

To think he once contemplated taking on such a monster!

Truly, the arrogance of an old bull facing a tiger!

Hearing the Blood Battle broadcast, he offered a wry, numb smile.

"Another four level 10 middle-stages gone. At his rate of progression, I may witness the collapse of the giants and the ascent of Nora before my time is up. To be a relic of the old world and witness such a bright new dawn—I have not lived in vain."

...

"Cursed, cursed, utterly cursed!"

A dark shadow streaked across the sea—it was the Clamp Sea Demon King. Its hard shell had been stripped away, its exposed, clam-like flesh riddled with grievous wounds.

"That vile Primordial Demon Lord! I have been reduced to being bullied by a pack of level nines."

Having fled, it refused to abandon Nora. Driven by stubbornness, it continued to devour life from new continents, hoping to regenerate its Demon Body.

Instead, it was besieged by the Annihilation Realm's ThunderHarvis and his battle group. After losing its last desperate trump card, it barely managed to escape, its strength plummeting well below level 10.

It was now barely clinging to the peak of level 9 status.

"Fine then, back to the Abyss it is."

Having been humbled for a second time, it resolved to retreat.

Suddenly, 112 shafts of golden radiance descended from afar, weaving together like threads into a suffocating net as the killing intent of Sword Qi filled the air.

"An ambush!"

The Clamp Sea Demon King’s eyes darted around, discovering it had been encircled in a perfect triangle by three wizard towers of varying designs.

The Gondor Three Heroes!

Lord Victor, Gandaph, and Fire Dragon Ais, each a Senior Nine Ring entity, locked their Qi together with overwhelming power, creating a force that easily matched the Demon King.

Most notably, they wore armor gleaming with the luster of supreme treasures—an eyesore to the destitute Clamp Sea Demon King.

It possessed no such artifacts!

Since when were the supernovas of Nora this wealthy?

Gandaph stepped forward, his form shifting as he manifested the essence of a Dragon and Snake and a Chaos Ancient God wizard. Cloaked in iridescent white Divine Scales, he embodied a massive, lethal form.

Nightmare Black Dragons, Yaksha, Wild Gods, and Mountain Gods loomed behind him.

"You have feasted upon sixty million souls and razed four continents... you are marked for execution!"