Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 3007: 613: Mechanical Divine Descent!

Veils of dark spider silk wove together into a Heavenly Net, descending rapidly toward them.

Inside a formidable war puppet, the Bronze Warlord was deep in contemplation.

Having only just ascended to the realm of the legendary, holding his own against two Level 10 Early Stage Monarchs had already stretched his capabilities to their breaking point. Now, faced with a third adversary at the Level 10 Middle Stage, the odds of battle appeared disastrous.

"Given the situation, our resistance can only be temporary..."

He could find no superior tactical approach; everyone had already exhausted every ounce of their strength.

...

"Pandora, leave with us."

Three colossal golden beasts ringed the Ten Thousand Mile Giant Tree, unleashing devastating assaults that crashed like tidal waves and shook the very foundations of the continent. The Pandora Matriarch unfurled her massive arboreal barrier, putting up a stubborn defense.

"Golden Ancient Tree! We share the same origins, so why this desperate urge to annihilate one another!"

The giant tree manifested a hauntingly beautiful visage, challenging the puppet master behind the Three Saint Kings.

"Pandora, provide your aid once more. Once I attain the supreme heights, I shall whisk you away from this universe to a paradise where we can restore the glory of the divine tree!"

An ancient, resonant voice vibrated through the air.

"Get lost! If you desire success, why not offer me your assistance instead?"

The Pandora Matriarch bellowed, her voice thick with curses.

"Hmph, you obstinate fool! Children, do not waste time attempting to capture her alive. Crush the barrier, fell Pandora, and retrieve her remains at once!"

The cold, unfeeling voice dissipated.

The struggle for existence is truly a ruthless affair.

Despite her advancements, Pandora remained locked at the Level 10 Middle Stage. By channeling the essence of the Earth, she could barely deflect the Three Saint Kings for the moment, but she knew she could not sustain this pressure for long.

The Bo Ruo Saint King utilized raw force to shatter all techniques.

The elephant trunk lashed out with casual ease, causing the barrier to shudder violently.

"I fear I cannot hold out for even a fleeting moment longer."

Despair took hold of Pandora’s heart.

She broadcasted a final command to her kin:

"Follow the elves’ Clan Leader, secure the Original Tree Root I have provided, and scatter! Escape as far as your strength allows."

Countless Level 9 elves cried out in response:

"Mistress! We cannot endure a world without you!"

"Nonsense! As long as the Original Tree Root endures, Pandora persists. I still possess a path to revival... even if it results in a new consciousness, at least your legacy will continue."

The White Elephant, the Giant Rhinoceros, and the Golden Peng struck in unison, their assault powerful enough to deter even a Level 10 Late Stage combatant, predictably fracturing the barrier.

A look of profound sorrow crossed the Pandora Matriarch's face.

"Millions of years of toil... is it all to vanish, serving only as a wedding garment for another?"

She roared against her fate, shouting into the void:

"I refuse! I will not perish!"

"Sauron, you treacherous wretch, you swore you would protect me, did you not?!"

"I am standing on the precipice of death—where are you?!"

"You siphoned countless years of my Cultivation and tree essence; how do you intend to repay this debt?!"

Her shrill accusations pierced the heavens.

The Three Saint Kings exchanged uneasy glances.

"What has possessed this woman to descend into such madness?"

"Indeed, Sauron has long been dead, yet she clings to the hope of his intervention."

"Ignore her ravings, strike her down!"

The combined offensive of the Three Saint Kings landed, utterly pulverizing the barrier. The green canopy withered and collided with their assault, instantly incinerating billions of leaves and exposing barren, stripped branches.

Simultaneously.

On the Ancient Dragon Continent, within the command center of the Mechanical School, the Deep Space Wanderer was frantically laboring over countless machines, fighting back the tide of Nightmare Creatures invading the land.

"Step aside; you have served well enough during these dark days."

Suddenly, a voice originating from another dimension reverberated through his consciousness, and he felt the collective machinery across the Ancient Dragon Continent hum in recognition.

No, it was not merely the Ancient Dragon Continent.

From a bird’s-eye perspective, across Nora Continent, the Sorren Continent, and the 108,000 New Worlds... every mechanical apparatus within Fanorla began to vibrate.

They erupted in jubilant celebration, their machine souls exultant!

They were heralding the arrival of their absolute, supreme sovereign!

If every mechanical construct represents a single point, these billions of points had coalesced into an invisible, vast net stretching across all of Nora’s territories.

In that instant, Nora’s Elementary Magnetic Field began to surge and boil.

The mechanical constructs fragmented into particles, cascading through the invisible net and fusing into one another, leveraging sheer volume to trigger a qualitative breakthrough.

Deep Space Wanderer, overcome with emotion, distilled his reverence into a single utterance:

"Magnificent! You have returned!"

Deep within the Land of Darkness.

The Netherworld Ancestor and the Master of Horror, locked in their own struggle, both reacted to the shift.

"A new Supreme Power?"

"No, it is incomplete... yet nearing that threshold."

Neither entity could discern if this newcomer was an ally or an enemy. The conflict had ignited only recently, and the variables were multiplying so rapidly that even the supreme beings could not foresee the outcome.

...

Pandora’s desperate cries persisted, though she had yet to sustain a fatal blow.

The Three Saint Kings halted, staring with grim intensity toward the front, where frenetic elementary magnetism and sparks swirled, and endless streams of metal poured forth from the void. A steel wall, three hundred thousand miles in length and ten thousand miles thick, materialized instantly, barring their path.

"What... what is this anomaly?"

"Mechanical engineering? Since when did Nora harbor the capacity to forge Level 10 mechanical creations?"

"Could this truly be the handiwork of Sauron?"

"No matter, destroy it!"

The Black Rhinoceros rammed its horn into the wall, leaving only a dent. The impact sent the beast spiraling into a dazed retreat, its body bouncing back to a distant point.

"It is far too resilient. We must assault it in unison."

Ten thousand feathered golden blades joined the elephant trunk in a combined barrage against the steel wall.

Though the wall shuddered, it remained unshaken.

Thud! Thud! Thud!...

After thirteen echoing, muffled reports, thirteen silver-white portals erupted from the wall’s surface.

Thirteen colossal mechanical entities, each reaching ten thousand miles into the sky, emerged—dwarfing even the Frost Giants. Their frames radiated a frigid metallic sheen, sharp and angular.

Varied in form, these machines pulsated with divine authority. Their shoulders and heads were mounted with rail cannon batteries hundreds of miles wide, while their chests housed monstrous rail cannons spanning over a thousand miles in diameter.

Clutched in their hands were titanic chain swords, power axes, and Elementary Magnetic shields—a terrifying array of high-tech cold weaponry, armed to the absolute peak of lethality.

The central golden construct resonated with a Level 10 Middle Stage aura, while its companions exuded the pressure of Level 10 Early Stage. Though their ranks were not overwhelming, their sheer aura forced the Three Saint Kings into a cautious withdrawal.

The Thirteen Mechanical Celestials had descended in glory!

Hidden within the invisible net, a particle-like entity wielding Heavenly Earth Transformation materialized quietly.

It was the Gray-white Mechanic, Herman.

And resting upon his back was another visage.

Machine Sage Madison.

He spoke:

"Using you as the conduit and all of Nora’s machines as the foundation, I have manifested my [Destructive Celestial Gods Team]. I keep my oaths."

Herman replied solemnly:

"My gratitude, Elder."

"Cease the formalities. After my long trek through the Otherworldly Universe, this is finally an opportunity for the dwellers of this realm to behold true mechanical might... Begin your opening performance! Nora Sky Net Master, Conscious Immortal Herman!"

The Machine Sage’s visage dissolved, ceding control entirely to Herman.

The former Tower Master of the Gray Tower gazed upon the broken landscapes of Nora, the wounded Pandora below, and the Three Saint Kings as they scrambled to flee.

"Heavenly God Cannon! Initiate Level 1!"

Buzzing filled the air...

Thirteen brilliant white lances of light tore across the firmament, ripping thirteen dark rifts into the Sky Dome and weaving together into a spatial web capable of collapsing the very Heavens and Earth!

The colossal net descended, burying the three golden beasts thirty thousand miles beneath the surface, while the resulting tsunamis radiated outward in a terrifying expanse.

"This remains insufficient. Activate the [Heavenly God Duel Arena]; otherwise, the tremors of celestial warfare will annihilate the mortal rookies..." Madison’s face flickered back into existence.

With an indifferent wave, he calmed the raging sea with divine power. The Thirteen Mechanical Celestials locked into formation, centered on the golden leader, with the remaining units arrayed in fixed intervals.

A Colosseum encompassing Otherworldly Space, having a diameter of ten million miles with the planet itself as the stage, crystallized around them, trapping the three golden beasts in terror.

"Supreme Will, deliver us!"