Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 3098: 636: Ancestor Levi

“You may doubt my might, but my skill is unquestionable! Creations from Bao Long are inherently superior! Be at ease, should this blade falter under normal usage, your reward will be fully refunded, and a peerless treasure will be bestowed as compensation.â€

The Lord of Storm departed without a word, a mere wave of his hand sufficing.

Master Bao Long’s reputation precedes him; none dare question his prowess.

It is true that the swords of the Four Great Calamities were compromised by the Dusk Palace Master recently, yet this was due to the subpar materials provided and their confrontation with formidable entities like the Chaos Emperor.

The fault did not lie with Master Bao Long’s masterful craftsmanship.

The Dragon Slayer Sword, as its name implies, is forged for the express purpose of slaying dragons.

Within this realm, amidst the existing dragon populace, only a solitary dragon warrants the wielder of this blade.

This entity, though not a true dragon, commands a terror surpassing any serpentine wyrm.

He is the Extreme Dragon Rider, Levi! .

A stirring sensation in the Lord of Storm’s heart compelled his swift return to the astral realm.

“What transpires? Has another supreme emerged?â€

Upon his arrival in the Storm Divine Domain, his subordinates offered a report.

“My Lord, Nightmare has given birth to another supreme, named the Lord of Disaster! This was achieved through Nightmare’s sacrifice of one-third of the life within its dominion.â€

The Lord of Storm’s countenance grew grave.

“To push Nightmare to such lengths indicates that Nora and the Underworld are forces to be reckoned with.â€

He journeyed into the depths of the astral expanse, where the tripartite supremes were nearing the culmination of their efforts to banish the insectoid races, allowing him a moment of respite as he navigated the boundless Sea of Ruins.

At a location resembling a celestial singularity, the Lord of Storm halted. Thousands of stellar chains extended inwards, appearing to ensnare an entity of immense dread.

The Ancient Era.

On one occasion, a colossal dragon accompanied the Frost Giant Ancestor into the astral plane; Yugmir was subsequently consumed, while the dragon was taken alive. This captive was known as Grennass.

It bore numerous appellations.

[Emperor of Might], [Controller of Power], [Grasp of the Immortal], [The Unscathed]... It was the Power Dragon, one of the hallowed Five Legendary Dragon Species.

Grennass materialized at the twilight of antiquity. Having participated in the Heavenly Chopping alongside the giants, it had already attained the Peak Realm of Level 10. Now, its strength is beyond comprehension.

Each of the Legendary Dragon Species possesses an infinite capacity for growth.

Presently, it ascends above the Four Emperors themselves! Even within the astral world, teeming with formidable beings, aside from the three supremes, those superior to it among the gods could be enumerated on a single hand.

Perhaps none.

Sensing the presence of an interloper.

Golden draconic eyes, akin to twin blazing suns, manifested within the obsidian void.

Their awakening plunged the surroundings into darkness, the very ground convulsed, and stars rained down.

A tempestuous aura emanated outward, accompanied by a low, resonant growl.

“I have languished in imprisonment for three hundred millennia, and once more...â€

“I am aware.â€

“Destroy me!â€

“A futile attempt; dispatching you would merely permit the Power Dragon to perpetuate its cycle of reincarnation elsewhere, would it not?â€

“What precisely is your objective?â€

“The Star Ancestor demonstrated remarkable foresight, preserving your existence offers a chance for atonement. We shall refrain from harming you; our sole requirement is your assistance, at an opportune juncture, in dispatching an individual. Upon completion, you shall be granted rebirth.â€

“Eliminate someone?â€

“Indeed, this individual is characterized by exceptional cunning and ruthlessness. They extract the ichor of ten thousand dragons for their advancement, nurturing them as mere livestock. This self-proclaimed Extreme Dragon Rider carves a path as a knight, infamous as a vampire plagying the multidimensional plane, a blight upon the Dragon Clan!â€

“Is this account accurate?â€

“Believe it or not, your options are now limited. Should you yearn for liberation, you must pledge allegiance to me. I shall craft the world’s most formidable and weighty blade for you, leveraging your unparalleled dragon scales, which render you nearly impervious to all forms of physical energy damage, and your monstrous might!â€

Slay him! Annihilate him! Eradicate all knights!â€

...

Within the Molten Furnace Stars.

Master Bao Long tenderly held the Primordial Heavy Stone, commencing his forging.

His demeanor was one of serene ease, utterly devoid of the prior exertion.

“The Dragon Slayer Sword, such audacious nomenclature.â€

Clang, clang, clang, the rhythmic symphony of blacksmithing echoed.

...

En route.

Chaos City.

“Latest intelligence indicates Nightmare has birthed an additional supreme.â€

“This information has already reached me.â€

The Abyss Will stood with hands clasped behind its back, its voice imbued with profound calm:

“A supreme born from forcibly infused power merely siphons the world’s vitality, akin to ingesting poison to quench one’s thirst. Who could have foreseen that Nora would compel Nightmare into such a desperate measure.â€

The Chaotic Servant offered:

“My Lord, with only two supremes at our disposal, is it possible we may be insufficient to contend with Nora?â€

The Abyss Will replied:

“Rest assured; the Fallen Star Lord residing on the 663rd layer is already a supreme, discreetly hidden and secretly concealed by me. When the opportune moment arrives, the astral world shall experience a minor upheaval.â€

The Chaotic Servant’s expression shifted, surprised that even this was unknown to them.

It inquired:

"What about the Lord of Chaotic Star from the 664th layer and the Lord of Buried Stars from the 665th layer?"

The Abyss Will confidently responded:

"You will understand in due time."

Fallen Star, Chaotic Star, Buried Star!

From the very beginning to the very end, the astral world has always been the primary adversary residing within the abyss’s core.

The ambition harbored by the Abyss Will is unmistakably clear!

...

Nameless Dimension.

The Ultimate Creation, Kaz, let out a burst of bloody mist, gazing at his flawless reflection in the blood pool, much like the goddess Venus depicted in ancient Greek mythology.

He perceived, faintly, something deep within the astral world.

There, the will of the mother nest was held in seal by the three supreme beings.

It would soon be dispatched, and once the astral world was free to quell the mutually destructive Nora and Nightmare, such a task would likely pose no great challenge.

Furthermore, the Underworld itself was presently engaged in a life-or-death struggle.

The astral world could brazenly invade the Underworld.

Although the astral world and the Underworld seemed to coexist peacefully on the surface, given the slightest opportunity to act decisively, they proved even more ruthless than the Abyss and Nightmare.

"I cannot permit you to simply send away the mother nest's will like that."

Kaz sensed the immense power surging within him and rose to his feet.

...

The Lord of Disaster unleashed a furious roar towards the heavens.

Within its immense true form, spanning a million miles, resided a destructive force so potent that even a casual palm strike possessed the ability to invert star streams, and a vortex of space-time swept menacingly towards Levi.