Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 3070: 629: Supreme Takes the Field!

Simultaneously, troops get dispatched to the western frontlines to halt the relentless march of the Nora army.

Meanwhile, it takes the Ignorant Monarch’s suggestion to rouse the Nightmare Will.

This issue carries massive weight; better to check with the higher-ups first.

Abruptly, a grand projection manifests across the blood-black sky.

Spotting the arrival, the Master of Horror’s face freezes over.

"What are you doing here?"

The Chaotic Servant replies:

"I heard of Nora’s invasion, so I’ve come to discuss cooperation with you."

The Master of Horror shoots back firmly:

"Get lost!"

"I come with sincerity."

"Get lost!"

"At least hear me out—"

"Get lost!"

The three blasts of "get lost" wrap the Chaotic Servant in frosty dread.

Finally, it sighs, smirking coldly:

"Fine. Hope you won’t regret it."

Infuriated, the Master of Horror bursts into mocking laughter:

"Regret? The real regret is partnering with you Abyss bunch from the start. Without that, Nightmare wouldn’t have lost so many troops.

You treacherous, unreliable scum aren’t worth teaming up with."

The sharp words leave the Chaotic Servant speechless.

Last time, the Abyss truly betrayed Nightmare.

"Hmph, like Nightmare never stabbed us in the back during ancient times."

With a icy snort, it turns away.

Back in the Abyss, the Chaotic Servant summons Pazuzu and orders:

"Assemble the army."

Pazuzu pauses:

"Lord? Starting another Blood Battle?"

Damn it, no desire for more fighting.

Every clash means our own dying.

Why not hide in the Abyss and coast through peacefully?

Bully some weak civilizations—life goes on fine.

Why target the hardest foes?

Abyss Will protects us; true danger never comes.

But the boss’s command can’t be ignored.

"Understood. I’ll assemble the forces at once."

...

Netherworld Ancestor Hall.

A projection in chaos emperor robe descends over the void.

Noticing the visitor, the Reincarnation Emperor smiles and asks:

"Chaos Emperor, here for Netherworld Ancestor?"

Levi answers:

"Yes."

The Grey Robe Swordswoman emerges in the void.

"What is it?"

Levi questions:

"Madam, if Nightmare Will intervenes directly, can Underworld counter? Even Emon and I together can’t face the Supreme Will."

Netherworld Ancestor asks:

"Sure Nightmare Will will move?"

Levi considers:

"Not certain, just logical prediction."

Netherworld Ancestor responds:

"I’ll talk to Mother River, avoid sleep this time. Three thousand years enough for early win, smash Nightmare so it can’t hit back?"

Levi says:

"I think so."

"Good, I trust you both."

Awakening Supreme Will drains huge resources.

Giants save such cards for civilization’s do-or-die moments.

Levi adds:

"Intel shows Abyss might hit Nora while we attack Nightmare. Our rear guard too thin.

Hope Underworld blocks Abyss for us."

Netherworld Ancestor agrees:

"Fine, we’ll give it our all."

...

In the astral world.

Storm Sea Domain.

"Ah, dogs biting dogs, let them scrap."

Lord of Storms laughs heartily, delighted. Nightmare as archfoe makes astral world thrilled at the spectacle.

Deep Red Basin.

The Blood Fire Dominator mutters to itself.

"Nora invades Nightmare to grow strong, unaware their work just dresses us astral world up."

Star Ancestor nears shaking insect race curse.

Same for Father of All Gods, Mother of All Gods.

Three Supremes, eight hundred gods ready.

Wounded Nightmare and Nora—ideal gift.

Swallow them whole, astral world heals insect scars, rises this era to one hegemon many powers, devours giants stepwise.

Become Dark Universe ruler!

Star Ancestor might transcend universe to legendary Supreme Realm!

"Opportunity knocks."

Blood Fire Dominator thrums eagerly.

Debating fishing murky waters.

Nightmare busy, loot the house aflame.

Dominator eyes Nightmare World’s top powerhouse long.

Labelled [War Monarch], late stage of level 10—should he succeed in devouring and refining it, he could surge into the top five ranks of the mighty gods.

...

Beyond Nora.

Thirteen silhouettes plunge through the air.

Leading the group: Death Throne Hela.

She declared:

"Everyone, disperse and conceal yourselves. Should full-scale war erupt, as Nora pins the foes at the front, we’ll ambush from the rear and take them utterly by surprise."

The Star Sky Sword Saint caresses his cherished sword, craving the spill of blood.

His swordsmanship has progressed further—nearing level 10.

Grateful for the Chaos Emperor’s boon of [Dusk Sword River], swordsmen across the realm viewed it freely, unlocking profound comprehensions and bypassing endless years of toil.

Today, that sword river spans tens of thousands of miles, majestic and profound, bathed in Nora’s Sun, forming an iconic wonder of Nora.

...

Golden Sacred Realm.

The four Sacred Kings convene beside the Golden Ancient Tree.

Lingxi Saint King states:

"Nora’s assault on Nightmare—its wolfish greed stands exposed!"

Heavenly Wisdom Saint King asks:

"Supreme Will, what’s our course?"

The Golden Will stirs to life, booming gravely:

"Hold steady! Only after I claim supremacy will the astral world shield us. From here on: move with the astral world’s tides. If they hold back, we do too. No haste required!"

...

Red Plane.

The Fire Sovereign appears simplistic yet tracks the conflict keenly.

"Such thrill—it nearly tempts me to join in."

"Yet the moment hasn’t arrived; I serve as the astral world’s sharp edge. Nightmare wields power, but not enough to draw my hand. I eagerly await when All Clans ascend to cleave the heavens."