Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 3090: 634: Dream Wall

Following the conflict, the remains of Nightmare Creatures served as sustenance for the Revolving Dreams, further fueling the advancement of this ultimate treasure.

Once the Dream Wall System was successfully implemented and optimized.

A collective sigh of relief swept through the members of the Supreme Council.

Mere days prior, to divert the Nightmares and avert utter devastation, the Netherworld Ancestor had rallied a contingent of Nether Emperors to assail the Nightmare Army, thus holding them at bay.

Nora, too, had committed some of its forces.

At this very moment.

Within the Land of Darkness.

The Netherworld Ancestor found himself simultaneously repelling the Master of Horror while orchestrating the army's strategic withdrawal.

"The mission is complete; all forces are to fall back within the confines of Nora!"

In the preceding days, in their efforts to contain the Nightmares, the Underworld suffered the grievous loss of a Nether Emperor. Concurrently, Nora sustained severe injuries to their Void Emperor and one of the barbarian clan representatives.

Nether Emperors represent carefully culled elites; the demise of a single one is comparable to the loss of several tenth-level powerhouses for other great powers. The Netherworld Ancestor is diligently striving to preserve its core essence.

Through this measure, rebirth and reconstruction could eventually be achieved.

However, for the present phase of the war, such efforts were rendered moot.

As the Underworld commenced its retreat, the Master of Horror initiated a relentless pursuit, personally commanding four hundred Monarchs, with the express aim of capturing the Underworld. It was at this critical juncture that a solitary figure materialized ahead.

Clad in Black Armor, this individual stood firm at the rear of the withdrawing Underworld forces, confronting the four hundred Monarchs with unwavering resolve and raising the colossal greatsword in their hand!

"I shall stand against the so-called Chaos Emperor!"

"Hand of Catastrophe!"

As this technique descended upon the Void, the very fabric of space-time began to warp. Faced with such overwhelming might that reshaped the temporal flow, ordinary tenth-level cultivators were rendered powerless. Numerous Monarchs frantically retreated, fearing entrapment within the ensuing chaos.

Yet, a resplendent Sword Qi, intertwined with hues of red, gold, black, white, cyan, and phantom colors, surged forth, traversing an astonishing 1.8 million miles across the star-dusted expanse, obliterating every obstruction in its path!

The Catastrophic Hand disintegrated before the Sword Qi as if it were nothing more than brittle wood.

The Disaster Monarch's expression shifted dramatically; this was a full-force assault, yet it could barely impede Levi. Could this individual truly possess supreme-level power?

The lingering energy of the Sword Qi continued its trajectory, locking onto its target.

"Group of Burying Corpses!"

In the vastness of the Void, a formidable Power of Death, distinct from that of the Nether Emperors, manifested. It coalesced into an immense burial formation spanning a million miles, from which emerged billions of deceased beings.

Humans, extraterrestrial races, mythical beasts... even the interred remains of 108 ninth-level entities and 8 Mythical Creatures emanated immense Death Energy and Dragon's Might.

Levi's gaze sharpened, a palpable killing intent flaring within.

This ancient entity had single-handedly vanquished so many Legendary and Mythical Creatures, even transforming them into spectral puppets known as corpse demons. Many were species now extinct from the Multidimensional Plane.

The foremost Mythical Creature among them was a colossal corpse demon dragon, its form consumed by decay and infested with worms, aflame with an unnatural red luminescence. A lotus-shaped crown adorned its head.

Even in its state of undeath, it retained an air of regal majesty.

"Red Lotus Dragon?! You have truly chosen a path leading to oblivion!"

The Archdevil of Hell let out a derisive snort.

"Surprised, are we? This emperor has amassed quite a collection of your knightly progenitors throughout the eons... This Red Lotus Dragon should also be the genesis of your bloodline."

Each of the Nightmare's Four Emperors possessed a unique and formidable skill set.

The Lost Monarch's mastery over the [Endless Labyrinth], the Ignorant Monarch's dominion within the [Land of Fools], the Disaster Monarch's control over the [Calamity World], and importantly, its own potent [Group of Burying Corpses].

The Group of Burying Corpses could be likened to an alternative manifestation of Hell itself. Life forms ensnared within this domain, overwhelmed by dread, would transmute into Servants of Death, becoming puppet-like corpse demons. As long as the Archdevil persisted, these entities could achieve countless rebirths within the great sepulcher, rendering them exceptionally difficult to vanquish.

Consequently, whispers circulated that the unassuming Archdevil was, in fact, the most formidable among the Four Emperors.

This was attributed to its unparalleled and exceptional capabilities.

Levi's Sword Qi tore through the colossal tomb, obliterating billions of corpse demons in an instant. Many Legendary Creatures imploded as well, though the combined might of eight Mythical Creatures managed to intercept its devastating onslaught.

The Archdevil’s countenance darkened, its thoughts turning inward:

"Truly formidable."

The Disaster Monarch exhaled a breath of relief.

The combined strength of these two emperors was barely sufficient to contend with this singular individual.

Levi indisputably wielded supreme combat prowess.

It subsequently withdrew stealthily, positioning itself behind the Master of Horror.

"My Lord, this adversary undeniably possesses considerable capability."

The Master of Horror regarded Levi with a blood-red gaze, yet refrained from direct intervention.

Levi, in turn, did not press his attack further.

The decisive battle has not yet arrived, and although that sword seemed brimming with rage, it was not wielded at its full eighty percent capacity.

Before long, the Nightmare Army rapidly dispersed.

Returning to the barracks, the Disaster Monarch inquired:

"My Lord, why do we not seize this opportunity to crush them? If we tarry, and this individual achieves true supremacy, our chances will dwindle to nothing."

The Master of Horror responded:

"Our strength does not lie in direct confrontation. In terms of high-level, tenth-tier combatants, the combined forces of the Underworld and Nora leave us with exceedingly slim prospects of victory. Our true path forward is to rely on Nightmare incursions to destabilize Nora from within, from the ground up."

The tenth tier represents the pinnacle of civilization.

However, the bedrock of civilization comprises all living beings.

When considering mid to low-level combat power, the Underworld and Nora combined still fall short of the Nightmares. Continuous suicide assaults remain the most effective method for depleting Nora's strength.

Observing the Nightmare Will locked in combat with the Mother River.

A trace of bewilderment flickered within the Master of Horror.

Without the intervention of external powers, the Nightmares might not emerge victorious from this engagement.

By the time Nora initiated its counter-invasion against the Nightmares, spearheaded by the Chaos Emperor, their might had already surpassed that of the Nightmares... a fact they had yet to comprehend.

...

On the Sorren Continent.

Figures resembling Nether Emperors and Underworld soldiers materialized.

Levi gazed upon the approaching Netherworld Ancestor and spoke: