Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 3042: 622: I Am Legendary, Advancing Step by Step to Senior!
Previously on Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method...
At the same time, beyond the trial realm, days flowed steadily onward.
Across Nora, innumerable gazes watched with bated breath.
Folks had figured a single year under the Green Forest Master's ordeal was plenty lengthy.
Yet ten years later, Levi remained unseen.
Anxiety gripped everyone inescapably.
Since antiquity, nobody had emerged from such a trial after a decade.
Invariably, it signaled utter failure.
Gargamel and Wagner had suffered the same fate earlier.
Doomed to death or eternal imprisonment somewhere.
The prowess of Levi shone clear for all to witness.No soul doubted Levi's triumph in the trial.
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Time marched relentlessly ahead.
Within the wandering wizard bazaar.
In moments free from cultivation, wizards perched atop wizard towers, peering outward.
For many wizards, this daily vigil had turned habitual.
"Has he not come back yet?"
A youthful wizard's expression grew intricate.
His lineage traced back to Wizard Xavier.
Long ago, they shared toasts and talks with the Ancestor of Knights, forging deep bonds.
"He won’t fail, he just needs some time. The Chaos Path is unprecedented in Wizard World and cannot be measured by common sense."
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Such moments unfolded often throughout Nora.
Gazes shifted toward the Sorren Continent or fixed on official gazettes.
Never before had anticipation gripped the masses so fiercely.
Even should Levi's trial crumble now, reduced to ashes.
His legendary feats—slaying scores of level-10 foes and reversing the war—would echo eternally through ages.
His legacy rivaled only the ancestor of wizards!
Likely, no one else would match such glory ever again.
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In a flash.
Another decade elapsed.
Levi's tribulation now spanned twenty years.
Besides Nora's steadfast watchers.
Focus from rival factions had slowly waned.
The 650th layer of the Abyss.
Once Surgard's domain.
After its fall, the Wind Demon Lord claimed control here.
Now, he rallied demons for a lavish feast, reveling in fresh tidings.
"Lord Demon, your divine foresight is impeccable, Levi indeed failed the trial."
"That’s right, we worried for so long for nothing."
"Yes, who would have thought he couldn’t even step into the legendary level in the end."
"Haha, even if he steps into the legendary level, Abyss stands eternal, with profound heritage, how could it compare to these ephemeral, momentary brilliant short-lived species?"
The Wind Demon Lord bellowed with laughter, brimming with joy.
"Wait another hundred years, if it’s confirmed that the Dusk Palace Master perished in the Great Tribulation, then we’ll mobilize from the Abyss, without him and those annoying Shadow Army to interfere. Our losses will be reduced by at least twenty percent!"
The 660th layer.
The succubus queen eyed the youthful visage in her thoughts.
Her cheeks flushed vibrantly, her master's mission flawlessly fulfilled.
She indulged in self-reward, basking in bliss.
"Master, good news, it’s suspected that the Dusk Palace Master failed the trial, and hasn’t returned from the legendary path in twenty years! With their ace fallen, Nora’s defeat is only a matter of time."
A demon arrived with the report.
Hearing it, the succubus queen paused briefly.
"Hmm? Did he fail after all?"
"Have I completed my task?"
"Does the master’s promise still stand?"
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Ten years onward.
Nightmare.
The Three Emperors decreed, assembling millions.
Kings and Monarchs beamed like it was festive season.
Amid them, the most elated was surely that striking young figure.
The Ghost Alley Monarch.
He'd been deep in seclusion before.
News of the Dusk Palace Master's thirty-year tribulation, fate uncertain, propelled him forth.
He vowed to revel atop Nora's ruins in triumph.
"I was truly scared out of my wits, never thought this guy couldn’t pass the legendary Great Tribulation... Indeed, the Chaos Tribulation isn’t something easily overcome. But he didn’t live his life in vain. At least he was a briefly shining meteor. Sadly, in the end, he returned to obscurity!"
The Disaster Monarch declared:
"Always be prepared. If the Dusk Palace Master hasn’t returned in another twenty years, it shows he most likely perished in the Great Tribulation, so there’s no rush for revenge!"
These twenty years marked the Ignorant Monarch's calculated sweet spot.
As for the Ignorant Monarch's deduction.
It stemmed, of course, from the mystical slate.
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The astral world.
The Lord of Storm dueled the Great Prophet over chess to kill time, scoffing:
"Hahaha, it is truly heaven’s help."
"Nora’s ace is merely so-so."
"It seems now that he is inferior to the ancestor of wizards. The Star Ancestor can also focus on dealing with the insects."
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The three giants reveled in glee.
In the Netherworld Ancestor Hall, the grey-robed swordswoman observed serenely.
Her faith rested in Sauron and equally in Levi.
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Red Plane.
The Fire Sovereign stirred from slumber, freshly roused.
"Huh? Still haven’t succeeded in becoming legendary? It’s almost a hundred years, young man."
"Well, good things take time, I’ll continue sleeping."
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Nameless Dimension.
The ex-Ultimate Creation, now an enigmatic being, whispered:
"With six Supremes, plus the Chaos Path, if achieved, it indeed has the potential to contend with the Star Ancestor... do not disappoint my expectations, Levi. Compared to fleeing in disgrace, I desire to achieve success, avenge greatly, then leave."
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Nora Calendar 2792.
Blood Battle 2680.
While myriad souls endured torment.
Forty years had ticked by since Levi set foot on the legendary path.
Even die-hard devotees of the Dusk Palace Master started wavering. Had the supreme knight's wizard journey truly ended thus?
Waves of unease and despair began to ripple.
Scheming elements even stirred unrest.
The Wizard Council struck back fiercely, laboring to expose and drag them into light.
Subtle ties pointed to the other three giants.
They exploited the moment to chip away at Nora Wan Clan's morale.