Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 3078: 631: Final Showdown with the Nightmare (part 1)

Emperor Mu clapped his hands and declared:

"It's the commander who's incredible, elevating us all, haha."

Levi remarked:

"This comes from everyone's combined efforts. A fierce life-or-death clash with the Nightmare World looms ahead. As you battle for our civilization and organization, prioritize your own safety above all. I wish for the day when every star above carries your names."

Blood Knight declared:

"Well said!"

Black Knight grinned and announced:

"Let's raise our glasses to wine; since the commander took the Grand Council Chairman seat, we haven't met like this in ages. Tonight, we'll drink him under the table until he's out cold!"

The Dusk Holy Temple brimmed with festive cheer.

Following the wine feast, all sank into deep sleep.

The following day.

Silver Thunder Knight stepped into the Emperor’s Palace.

His vigor and aura had greatly improved, showing full recovery.

"My gratitude to the Grand Council Chairman for granting me this chance."

Levi replied:

"It benefits us both; I worried constantly during your ten-day Great Tribulation."

Silver Thunder Knight gave a wry smile and admitted:

"I believed myself a reborn Legendary Wizard, bold and unafraid like a calf facing a tiger, yet unaware how terrifying the supreme tribulation truly is. If I had another shot, I'd reach Mythical realm first before chasing supreme... Luckily, I survived."

Levi felt a twinge of shame.

Indeed, those who rise to legend status often carry a touch of pride.

"What name does your bloodline bear?"

"I'm known as [Thunder Monarch], commanding Universal Thunder with an elemental affinity that surpasses divine-level sequence talents, while boosting my wizardry path. My Wizard Thunder spells and Bloodline Thunder spells reinforce one another, paving the way to supremacy."

"Excellent, that's the right strategy."

"Yet gathering bloodlines proves immensely challenging. Even with a legend's foundations, this golden age, and family support, it demanded a millennium."

After a warm exchange with Silver Thunder Knight, Levi headed back to the Sorren Continent.

Now, the holy temple commanded Cosmic Light, Great Sun, Dragon God, Super Dream, Vast Sea, Thunder Monarch—six supreme bloodlines, plus 38 mythical bloodlines.

In terms of bloodline diversity alone, there remained potential for expansion.

Back then, star beasts filled the skies in the hundreds.

The present Dusk Holy Temple still fell short.

...

In the flash of an eye.

Sixty years flew by.

Nora Calendar 3272.

Chaos Dimension.

Spiritual Weapon, Blood Battle Spirit, Spirit of the Twin Dragons gathered into eight level-10 auras, trapping a level-10 sworder as multicolored assaults rained down relentlessly, offering no escape.

Levi gripped his sword in one hand, a colossal figure manifesting behind him capable of shattering twenty giant stars.

"Break! Break! Break!"

Each sword swing unleashed a level-10 annihilation, with boundless sword qi extending millions of miles, leaving no top-tier powerhouse able to resist.

Before long, every training foe lay defeated.

Levi sheathed his blade and breathed out a puff of stale qi.

"Four-star Red Emperor, Four-star Golden Emperor, Four-star Black Emperor, Three-star White Emperor, Three-star Nightmare Emperor, Two-star Green Emperor... Together, even a random swing holds power to wipe out ninety percent of level-10 powerhouses."

At present, he stood as a level-10 mid-stage knight and a ten-ring senior Chaos Wizard, ready to face the Master of Horror and behold supreme power.

"Time to test my pinnacle legendary technique once more."

Levi revived the Spiritual Weapon and called forth spirits, anticipation lighting his features.

He intoned an incantation, his right hand slicing forward like a blade.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Vast golden elemental forces converged into a blazing golden star, revealed upon inspection as woven from myriad gold elemental sword energies, crafting an oppressive sword energy prison.

"Legendary spell Ten Swords!"

The golden star plummeted from above, bursting like celestial petals in scatter, sword energy meteors ravaging every direction, turning a million-mile expanse into a deadly sword domain.

Level-10 partners unleashed their divine abilities, each revealing signature skills.

Yet beneath this assault, half vanished in an instant.

The survivors bolted in panic, faces etched with horror.

"Impressive indeed; this technique acts like a battlefield shredder, capable of harrying Nightmare Monarchs—truly befitting my self-forged legendary spell."

Levi lauded his own work, then submitted "Ten Swords" to the congress knowledge base, finalizing the sequential magic of his design and filling him with pride.

Long ago, Sauron devised a collection of practical spells that remain a mandatory curriculum for Legendary Wizards, his feats still unrivaled.

Nevertheless, this feat can be viewed as profoundly benevolent.

Having completed his cultivation, Levi arrived at Sorren Continent.

Within Chaos Sky City, a golden misty glow hovered persistently, as a one-meter-diameter golden sphere levitated over the courtyard, throbbing rhythmically like a heartbeat.

Fifty years earlier, Leon smoothly initiated his breakthrough from peak level 9. As the former First Nether Emperor Spirit Emperor—a quasi-supreme entity—reaching level 10 proved no real obstacle.

Indeed, with the prestige of Spirit Emperor, even supremacy lies within easy reach.

However, Leon realized that such supremacy held no appeal for him.

Otherwise, why would he reincarnate to recultivate and embrace a fresh existence?

"Keep going, kid. Once I transcend, I’ll bring Elena, my children, and you to venture into vast realms across the multi-universe."

Leon’s previous identity notwithstanding.

In this lifetime, to Levi, he remains essentially a child.

Levi and Elena have consistently embraced him as one of their own family.

Levi anticipates with great excitement Leon’s impending breakthrough, heralding a splendid celebration.

...

Eight years passed.

A massive dragon gleaming with crystalline brilliance pierced through successive waves of Great Tribulation, ascending to the long-forgotten Invisible Heaven. Poised serenely with hands folded behind its back, it exuded utter composure.

This was Duke Rumon.

"After two thousand years, I’ve finally attained level 9 knight."

Exhaling deeply in relief, he faced the Dark Moon Knight squarely.