Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 3076: 630: Platinum Star

In his position as Grand Council Chairman, he could draw Aether Stones from the treasury whenever he desired for his own use, with nobody daring to meddle; therefore, intellectual property fees were waived entirely.

The grand era of civilization's metamorphosis had now dawned.

Not just him alone—the other Legendary Wizards followed the exact same path.

A few days afterward, the infiltrating Pale Monarch transmitted urgent intelligence from the enemy camp.

Nightmare had rallied more than two hundred Monarchs already; for this assault, they could unleash their full legions, deploying even formidable Cosmic Treasures like the Blood and Flesh Palace.

Levi gathered everyone for a council and consulted the group.

Their spies' gathered intel aligned closely with his own findings.

He declared:

"Barring unforeseen events, the upcoming battle will be our final confrontation with Nightmare, determining not only victory and defeat but also life and death. Everyone, prepare yourselves."

Emmon said:

"If Nightmare utilizes the Blood and Flesh Palace, then Mother River should also employ the Netherworld Ancestor Hall. The strengths of these two Supreme and Primordial Treasures are evenly matched; the key rests with us."

Levi responded:

"I will use the Dark Ancient Tower depending on the situation. Although this treasure cannot compare to the former two, it nonetheless counts as a Cosmic Treasure, enough to shake the Supreme and influence the tide of battle."

Emmon thought briefly, then stated:

"If necessary, I will also unleash my true form and wield true Supreme Power, striving to join forces with Netherworld Ancestor and you to destroy that Master of Horror!"

The Frost Witch’s face changed subtly.

"This... you truly intend to do so?"

Levi remarked:

"Lord Emmon, are you confident? You are too important to the Nora Civilization. The enemies we face are not only Nightmare; the Abyss and the astral world also require your deterrence."

Exchanging one life for another didn't seem worth it to Levi.

He didn't want to witness Emmon's departure either.

Emmon answered:

"Rest assured, in these years I have gained some experience in controlling Supreme Power, and have stabilized at Level 11. I am quite confident I won’t lose myself."

The Heavenly Will chimed in:

"That’s good. After all, Levi has yet to fully mature. Emmon, you mustn’t let anything befall you. I believe Sauron would not wish to see such a scene either."

Following that, the group shared updates on their decade-long preparations.

Once the assembly ended, Levi headed back to the Ancient Dragon Continent.

Elena wasn't present at the Tower of Summer Flowers; having achieved triple breakthrough to level 9, she immersed herself fully in medical studies, aiding the war from the rear lines alongside Triss.

Deep down, though, she yearned for the thrill of combat.

She refused to sit out the impending epic showdown.

She refined her cultivation relentlessly, pushing steadily to Nine Rings Perfection.

Should everything proceed smoothly, she'd emerge as this era's sole tri-path level-10 powerhouse.

When the cosmic exploration age commenced, Levi could escort Elena across universes to hunt treasures and witness marvels... Regarding the Supreme, she harbored no obsessions.

Against the heavy toll and drawbacks of attaining Supreme,

She preferred staying at level-10 as the ideal condition.

By perfectly fusing her energy and spirit, uniting three paths at level-10, her might could rival a typical Supreme in this cosmos, at minimum guaranteeing her safety.

Levi always honored the decisions of his cherished kin and comrades. He never sought to control their fates or meddle in their journeys.

Ancient Banyan Fairyland.

Perched on Mana’s head, the blue crow looked utterly dejected and forlorn,

Levi sighed in resignation and uttered:

"Very well, go travel."

With the ultimate battle looming, Ayak offered little aid in Nora anyway.

"Caw, caw, caw."

Ayak shot into the sky with glee, chasing after the blue-feathered maiden, the Aurora Bird.

"What? Ayak, you’re going traveling again?"

In reality, the Aurora Bird hated to depart this paradise.

Yet, it couldn't bear leaving Ayak in solitude.

After so much time together, separation felt unbearable.

It gazed at Levi, pleading silently for approval.

"You go as well; look out for each other, you two,"

Levi instructed.

Aided by the Aurora Bird, Goddess Knight Elsa had ascended to the Level 8 Peak Realm. Her path to level 9 hinged on personal destiny.

To aid his spouse, Emperor Mu scoured realms for vital resources.

By now, Elsa stood as an Eight Rings Perfect Wizard too; he yearned for her to attain Nine Rings, break through to level 9, fulfilling their shared aspirations.

Even abundant resources couldn't compel level-10.

Emperor Mu grasped this truth, as did Elsa.

Surrounded now by countless children and grandchildren, their family brimmed with thriving talents.

Approaching three thousand years old, the Green Bird Knight had lately secluded himself to pursue level 9, nearly matching his elderly father, rendering his life utterly flawless.

Levi watched Ayak's figure fade away.

"Maybe our next encounter will occur when I ascend to Supreme."

This wandering son would never return without tremendous rewards.

...

Forty years passed.

Nora Calendar, Year 3200.

Glad tidings arrived from the School of Death on the Ancient Dragon Continent.

Dean Bod had broken through to the Ninth-Circle Realm.

Shortly afterward, he released two groundbreaking papers that rocked the Witch Demon Studies world.

"On the Possibility of Legendary Lich Transformation"

"A Brief Analysis of the Significance of the Lich Symbiotic Soul Box as a Natal Soul Artifact for Wizards"

Before long, the Supreme Council’s Legendary Wizard, Hand of Netherworld Prison, was stunned and admiring of the findings; he approached Levi, eager to encounter Bod.

Emperor’s Palace.

Levi, Hand of Netherworld Prison, and Bod gathered around the round table.

Hand of Netherworld Prison asked:

"I’ve gone through both your papers, Lord Bod. Regarding the first one, the theory on Legendary Lich feasibility, it seems viable. Are you planning to choose Lich as your Legendary Profession?"

Bod answered:

"Yes. Turning into a Lich for my Legendary Profession would grant me a lifespan of fifty thousand years, rivaling a Mythical Giant Dragon or surpassing it."

Levi remarked:

"A brilliant plan—I suggest we set up a Witch Demon School inside the School of Death to attract talents keen on liches and collaborate on research."

Bod continued:

"The main hurdles for lichdom are, firstly, the ritual’s extremely low success rate; secondly, post-transformation into a lich, while endless pursuit of knowledge and spells is possible, meditation to boost spiritual force and cultivation halts, capping further growth.

Today, thanks to the School of Death’s efforts and progress in material science and related areas, the ritual’s success rate has climbed from under ten percent to twenty percent.

As for the meditation problem, that’s what my second paper covers—the ’Soul Box, Natal Soul Artifact, and Primordial Soul Resonance Theory.’ Actually, Colin’s Primordial Soul Treasure Refining Method inspired me. If the primordial soul can foster treasure growth, why not have treasures nurture the primordial soul and spiritual force in return?

By forging the soul box and natal soul artifact into a unified trinity via the soul as the bridge, and finding a resonant frequency to connect them,

Post-lich transformation, the soul box stays concealed. Cultivating the Soul Artifact restores spiritual force. Efficiency might be modest, but liches possess endless time."

Upon hearing Bod’s idea, Hand of Netherworld Prison grinned widely.

He told Levi:

"Outstanding! This is superb! The School of Death should run initial trials, offering a path for those short on potential or nearing lifespan’s end to become liches.

With an indestructible soul box and indispersible primordial soul, the lich endures immortally and can revive from its husk anytime. In warfare, liches outlast typical primordial soul wizards in survival."

Levi declared:

"Perfect; name this endeavor the ’Sword of the Witch King.’ We’ll aim to forge a Witch Demon Army, with Mr. Bod leading it. Secure whatever funding is required."

Bod beamed with joy and offered thanks:

"Thank you both, esteemed seniors!"

The once-forgotten Mr. Lost Heart had finally reclaimed his radiant glory.