Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 3094: 635: A New Supreme!

Because they, too, are Ninth-Circle Wizards, equally critical combat power.

Her face was filled with both hope and worry. She longed for victory in the War, yet feared that this counterattack would take away her familiar friends, never to meet again.

She gazed deep into the night sky, as if seeing that figure in the pure white wizard robe.

"With Levi here, Nora will be fine."

"Everyone will return in Triumph."

...

Land of Darkness.

Four hundred Monarchs formed a colossal ritual array.

The Disaster Monarch hovered high at the center of the array, his aura soaring into the heavens.

One indescribable aura after another flowed out from the many Monarchs’ bodies, delivered through the array into the Disaster Monarch. Meanwhile, countless Nightmare Creatures silently lost their life force, turning into sparkling crystallized forms.

Archdevil of Hell and Ignorant Monarch stood at the two poles, complex emotions crossing their faces.

A new Supreme is about to be born for the Nightmare, namely the Disaster Monarch.

The Nightmare Four Emperors are crucial because each is a candidate for Supreme Existence. In times of crisis, Nightmare can, by robbing Peter to pay Paul, sacrifice countless lives from the lowest ranks to forcibly anoint one as Supreme.

In the long run, this may not be a good thing for Nightmare. But at this point, having seen the power of the Chaos Emperor, Nightmare has no other choice.

The Nightmare Will is restrained by the Mother River.

The Master of Horror is held by the Netherworld Ancestor.

But as for Nora, they still have Emmon and the Chaos Emperor—two pillars of Supreme Combat Power. Relying on two of the Four Emperors, as long as Emmon doesn’t explode with power, they can hold off one.

Yet if Nightmare wishes to restrain the Chaos Emperor, only two plans exist.

First, gather the might of over a hundred Monarchs to form a Military Formation. .

Second, birth another Supreme.

The first method already failed once in the last Nightmare War. Using numbers against the Chaos Emperor is simply useless.

Thus, only the second path remains.

As time passed, in the blink of an eye, a third of all Nightmare Creatures became fuel for the shining crystals. Perhaps their hearts were unwilling, yet they could do nothing.

Before the cruelty of War, those at the bottom are destined to be nothing but fuel.

"Report! The entire Nora army is on the move, coming straight for our Barracks!"

In that moment, the Nightmare Camp turned tense.

The ignorant military leader said:

"It seems Nora wants to disrupt our ritual."

The Archdevil of Hell sneered coldly:

"Our ritual is already near its end. The Disaster Monarch becoming the new Supreme is already a foregone conclusion. Nora is late. Next comes the true life-and-death battle."

The Ignorant Monarch suddenly asked:

"Do you think we can win?"

The Archdevil of Hell said solemnly:

"I believe in Nightmare! We will surely win!"

The Ignorant Monarch nodded slightly.

The slate surfaced in its mind.

In the moments before War, it asked itself a question it had never dared ask before.

"Can Nightmare win?"

The slate, as usual, quickly answered.

[Nightmare cannot win, but you may live]

In an instant, the Ignorant Monarch’s mind went buzz buzz with turmoil.

All along, the slate had been accurate.

The choices it provided always fit the best option for the present situation. So even when the last War went disastrously, the Ignorant one never blamed the slate.

The slate was that certain that Nightmare would fail.

Making its already shaken confidence plunge into deeper despair.

"How can I survive?"

So it asked.

A moment later, the slate gave an answer.

Upon reading it, the Ignorant Monarch’s heart was locked in war between heaven and man.

...

The battlefield of Nightmare Will and the Supreme Mother River.

"Does the Underworld truly wish to support Nora’s rise? Beware lest you nurture a tiger only to reap disaster—finally turning upon yourselves... Cease now, was our Four Giants order not good enough?"

Realizing that brute force brought no results, the Nightmare Will chose to "reason with words."

If the Underworld weren’t backing them, Nora would be nothing at all.

The vast Mother River swept with vortexes of death, answering only in silent attack.

...

At this moment, the Abyss was still hurrying on its way.

The Chaotic Servant spoke:

"Lord, Nora and the Underworld have already launched an all-out counterattack. Over ninety percent of their forces have left Nora. From here, both sides are bound for an Undying struggle."

The Abyss Will replied:

"Let them fight. We travel while watching the show. Such Level Civil War will last a thousand years at least—a perfectly timed arrival for us."

...

Astral world.

From the Weak Gods below to certain powerful Gods above,

many gazes now watched this battle.

The Star Ancestor issued a decree: all Gods not currently surrounding the insects were to convene at the Storm Divine Domain. The assembled Gods recognized that the astral world was on the brink of momentous change.

Considering the Star Ancestor's calculations, ancient as they are,

the factions currently embroiled in life-or-death conflict were, in all likelihood, merely setting the stage for the astral world's ultimate plans.

Truly, this is an epoch of profound shifts.

The established pattern of the Four Great Giants has been irrevocably shattered.

Now, the astral world holds the prospect of single-handedly seizing dominion over the Dark Universe.

The crucial question remains whether this opportune moment can be effectively grasped.

When it comes to the exertion of influence, the astral world has consistently demonstrated unparalleled proficiency.

...

After a passage of time.

By the Dusk Sword River, a formidable contingent of almost three hundred Level 10 Strongmen traversed the skies. Following a millennium of uninterrupted growth, the Sword River had expanded to span ten million li, exuding an aura of boundless might.

Scattered all around were numerous Nightmare Creatures and the desiccated remains of demons. These were the unfortunate souls of stowaways who, driven by a flicker of hope, had presumed the Sword River to be naught but stagnant water.

Little did they anticipate that, subsequent to the Dusk Palace Master unleashing a single, decisive sword strike, the Sword River would ascend to become the bedrock of faith for all sword skill Practitioners across the heavens, a potent symbol of Nora. Countless Swordsmen flocked here seeking profound enlightenment; innumerable others journeyed from distant lands to pay homage to this sacred ground.

This universe is intrinsically woven from faith and Spiritual Power. The Sword River itself resonates with a degree of Divinity. As Levi drew near, a faint, nascent consciousness stirred within the Sword River.

An overwhelming sense of joy permeated its being.

"Master..."

Within Levi’s consciousness, a voice, pure and childlike, seemed to echo.