Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 3100: 636: Ancestor Levi
Previously on Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method...
"Suppress!"
From the dawn of time, the Universe's might surged from all directions.
The wizard's form, carrying the cosmos, stood apart from all worldly things, transcendental.
Weighed down by the Hand of the Universe, the Lord of Disaster's momentum significantly waned. Yet, the consumption of its own strength was so immense that the Pure White Primordial Soul resembled a solitary candle flickering in the wind, its layers peeling away.
Levi unleashed the Bloodbath Effect, again igniting his spiritual force. The ascension from sixteen thousand spiritual force, now exceeding two hundred seventy thousand, blazed brighter than the Great Sun, more dazzling than Emmon.
The spiritual origin rapidly depleted.
Levi paid it no heed; another Hand of the Universe coalesced before him.
These two colossal hands, capable of altering weather patterns, clamped the Lord of Disaster in a fatal embrace. Levi finally seized the upper hand; with his origin restored, there was still hope—though even if he won, Nora would be lost.
Considering the stakes, further words were unnecessary.
With witchcraft power pinning his foe, Ancestor Levi activated every augmentation state; his divine weapon, Giant Power, and even his Bloodline Breathing Technique burned fiercely within him.
The Crimson Dragon Slash hummed and vibrated—this was its first experience, post-ascension, of being filled to its limit by Levi's strength, nearly exploding. Yet, even now, it was merely a top-tier treasure.
"Ancestor Dragon Slash!"
The greatsword plunged downwards—the Six Paths Emperor Dragon Power coiled and intertwined, converging into a Sword Qi River stretching across three million miles; this was Levi's ultimate power unleashed!
Compared to his previous strike against the Disaster Monarch, this was entirely different. The Master of Horror, locked in a fierce struggle with the Netherworld Ancestor, exhibited shock: "Impossible!"
This blade, let alone from a newly ascended Supreme Being.
Even a seasoned Supreme like itself would need to face it with utmost seriousness.
The Nightmare Will grew apprehensive.
According to its calculations,
the Lord of Disaster was meant to self-destruct, expanding the Disaster World infinitely, thereby engulfing the entire Nora army within its domain and annihilating them in one fell swoop!
Should this plan falter,
Nightmare would lose its final chance to alter the outcome. What awaited would be encirclement by Nora and the Underworld, defeat like fallen leaves in the wind; within a hundred years, Nightmare would become nothing more than a forgotten legend.
"No!"
The Nightmare Will attempted to breach the Mother River, intending to confront that brat directly. However, the silent Mother River enfolded it within its surging, yellow waters, forming a barrier and staking everything to restrain it.
Both factions unleashed their accumulated power, honed over millennia.
The Netherworld Ancestor also revealed her full capabilities, thwarting the Master of Horror's attempt to intervene. The longer she and the Mother River stalled, the greater the advantage for the Underworld and Nora, and the fewer casualties they would sustain!
Inside the Disaster World,
Levi's heaven-shattering sword sliced the True Disaster in two; raw Power of Destruction and the might of the Green Emperor Dragon latched onto the wounds, preventing any possibility of reformation.
"An insect with a hundred legs does not die easily."
To obliterate a Supreme, its fundamental rule source must be annihilated. The core of the Lord of Disaster resided within a brilliant, ever-burning crystal.
Its designation: [Disaster Stone]. For such entities, their true form was merely a manifestation of rule-based power. True immortality was a trivial matter.
Due to its self-immolation, the crystal was diminishing in size.
Before its complete dissipation, its destruction posed immense difficulty.
Even Levi couldn't help but feel a surge of anxiety.
The Disaster World had not yet ceased its expansion.
Like a deluge, even Emmon's power couldn't contain it entirely. To avert total collapse, Emmon was forced to partially open the floodgates, allowing the excess energy to escape.
Consequently, the Force of Disaster surged outwards, unstoppable, crashing into both armies.
Some Nora Army soldiers, unable to retreat in time, found themselves permanently trapped; the Dusk Sword River and numerous Level 10 experts formed a bulwark to cover the withdrawal.
Levi strained his Power of Perception, utilizing Nightmare Emperor power to transport imperiled Nora troops into the Nightmare World—this included Elena and the legions from the Ancient Dragon Continent.
In reality, the Power of Disaster indiscriminately obliterated everything in its path.
It even affected Nightmare's own allies.
The Monarchs pursued the retreating Nora grand army, intent on trapping them here. For Nightmare, this represented its sole opportunity, and these ancient entities began a desperate struggle.
Levi's attention was divided into three distinct tasks.
He suppressed, destroyed, and rescued—all concurrently.
The Blood Battle Spirit, the Seven Treasures, the Spirit of the Twin Dragons, the Shadow Army—all deployed across the battlefield; universal chaos ensued, and death bloomed like ephemeral fireworks.
In its final moments, the Lord of Disaster ceased all attempts at resistance, its fury burning intensely as it sought to claim more lives before Levi could strike.
It harbored no concern whether these lives belonged to its own allies.
Should it succeed in eliminating the enemy, devouring Nora and the Underworld, and preserving the power of Nightmare High Level, it could then forge a new world from the ashes, commencing anew.
An unbridled madman is indeed the most terrifying of foes.
Meanwhile,
A figure wreathed in bloodfire materialized silently within the encroaching darkness.
Seizing the opportunity presented by the surrounding chaos, the Blood Fire Dominator descended with an avatar, accompanied by numerous subordinate deities, its gaze fixed upon a combat zone adjacent to the War Monarch.
In reality, the Star Ancestor had not yet issued any directive for an assault on Nora.
However, the Blood Fire Dominator found itself unable to endure any further delay.
Any postponement would surely result in the War Monarch being claimed by Nora.
It cast a wary glance towards the distant Dragon-headed Giant.
"That entity—only the Star Ancestor possesses the capability to vanquish it. It appears Nightmare's defeat is nearly sealed, yet the Lord of Disaster's self-destructive charge should inflict severe wounds upon Nora."
These outcomes were of little consequence to it.
The War Monarch was presently locked in a ferocious engagement with the Hand of Netherworld Prison.
The divine power of the Blood Fire Dominator surged outward, akin to signal fires blazing towards the heavens.
The Bloodfire Spear, imbued with the essence of countless bloodlines, launched like a shooting star.
At that precise instant, though every observer perceived the descent of a deity, none could muster the strength to intervene; if it secured the War Monarch, it would make a swift withdrawal.
Swoosh!
The spear plunged into the War Monarch.
Even as an avatar of a god, possessing might equal to the Four Emperors and immense power, its success was all but assured through a surprise offensive.
The War Monarch, utterly astonished, watched as the lance siphoned away its life force.
"Blood Fire Dominator..."
Buzz!
The lance erupted, expelling a stream of blood directly towards the Hand of Netherworld Prison.
It was as if the very essence of the Netherworld, in its wizardly form, arose to obstruct the path.
Two Heroic Spirits of Level 10 advanced.
Break! Break! Break!
The blood ray cleaved through everything, swiftly looping back.
The Hand of Netherworld Prison observed the grievously injured heroic spirits but did not pursue.
This was hardly the moment to chase after mere insects.
Furthermore, he was not the equal of the Blood Fire Dominator.
Regardless, the Blood Fire Dominator had eliminated a significant adversary for Nora. This constituted a fortunate turn of events.
Having attained its objective, the Blood Fire Dominator beat a rapid retreat.
"Blast it, I almost inflicted serious injury upon that Hand of Netherworld Prison."
In any case, it had already incurred the wrath of the Chaos Emperor—it harbored no objection to dispatching a few more of Nora's people.
Just then,
A swordswoman with golden hair descended from the sky—the Death Throne suspended majestically above.
Hera had made her arrival!
The Time Reversal Sword would serve to freeze the Blood Fire Dominator's avatar.
The Blood Fire Dominator uttered:
"I merely extinguished a Nightmare Monarch. What is it that you desire?"
Hera responded:
"To vanquish you."
Following a fierce exchange of blows, the Blood Fire Dominator retreated, dragging its injured avatar with it.
"You madwoman! You have squandered hundreds of thousands of years of my divine power!"
The Blood Fire Dominator hurled continuous curses.
Having driven away these disruptive elements, Hera plunged into the fray, actively hunting Monarchs. Had she deployed her full might, she could have captured the bloodfire avatar, but ultimately, it would matter little.
The Void Holy Temple still had pressing matters demanding attention.
The dragon-headed giant battled the Lord of Disaster as if possessed by a frenzied demon.
Spells and Sword Qi erupted in unison, yet the swift annihilation of the enemy appeared an insurmountable task.
Given the present circumstances, the outcome was certain—Nora and Nightmare would emerge victorious.
The remaining question was how to minimize the impending losses.
With each passing day of delay, Nora incurred an increasingly greater toll in lives.
After a momentary period of contemplation, Hera's resolve solidified—a dense wave of Qi swept through the Universe, and the Death Throne suspended behind her shattered, transforming into a turbulent cascade that surged into her physical form.