Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 3105: 637: Daughter of Sauron

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Previously on Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method...
The war intensifies as the Disaster World Domain threatens Nora. In the Land of Darkness, the Chaotic Heaven Saint and the Wind Empress face devastating losses, with the latter narrowly escaping death thanks to Marvin and Andrea. Despite their combined efforts, Marvin's life force is spent, and the Evil Ghost Monarch is eventually defeated by Levi's summoned creatures and Leon.
"Please hold onto it for me." Andrea declined, stating, "I still possess a Rejuvenation Potion, capable of restoring Spiritual Origin." Ma Wen simply shook his head. "Do not squander the divine medicine; my demise is not an end, but rather the commencement of my odyssey toward new realms. We can emerge victorious in this conflict. We shall reconvene in the new worlds. Proceed, lend aid to the others... And safeguard yourself; an offensive without defense cannot be sustained." With these pronouncements, Ma Wen's form dissolved. Sixty-six Marks of Truth dissipated into the ether, his primordial soul crumbled, and spiritual force dispersed. Gentle sea winds, carrying the zither's song and melody, swept across the battlefield, alleviating the weariness of countless warriors. A Singer who summons the sea wind, a Holy Master who commands the mountain mists! The Mist Sky Guardian has fallen. "See you in the new worlds," the Wind Empress murmured before launching herself toward other battlefields. The Sea Wind Zither conjured a cerulean barrier, automatically functioning as her shield—this was Ma Wen's ultimate Ripple Slash. Over the years, he and Andrea had fought in unison, their attacks and defenses perfectly synchronized. Now, as the final notes fade, the assembled people begin to scatter. Shortly thereafter. On the battlefield adjacent to Hera. A colossal, flame-engulfed figure plummeted from the sky; it was already missing its head, its life force utterly consumed by some malevolent power, transforming it into a desiccated husk in mere moments. Before its final life essence could fully dissipate— The Fire Giant King, Guman, heaved the [Flame Soul] sword from his grasp. "Deliver this blade to Thousand-Eyed..." The three remaining Giant Kings—those of mountain, wind, and water—their gazes burned with fury; these four brothers had endured millennia of storms together, never once parting until this very moment. "Damn you, Nightmare! To hell with you!" "Guman, do not perish!" Raffi secured the Flame Soul, collecting his brother's remains. "Pursue them! Avenge Guman!" In this war that felt akin to the world's conclusion— Such heartbreaking scenes, repeated endlessly. ... A month elapsed. Nora Calendar, Year 3500. The protracted final confrontation continued its relentless assault. The Chaotic Heaven Saint, Mist Sky Guardian, Fire Giant King, and a total of six Nora and Underworld powerhouses had met their end. As of this moment, thirty Nightmare Monarchs had perished! ... In the span of a heartbeat— Twelve years flew by. The conflict within the Land of Darkness intensified with each passing moment. Casualties were reduced to mere statistics. Through the combined endeavors of Levi and Emmon, the expansion of the Disaster World was decelerated, yet it remained impossible to completely contain. At this prevailing rate, within fifty years, it would engulf Nora and ravage her borderlands. Nora's entire dominion risked being consumed before the year 3600 of the Nora Calendar. Nightmare's objective is mutual annihilation! Hera's ascension site had transformed into a chaotic melee, a veritable meat grinder. For over a decade now, numerous Level 10 Strongmen had fallen annually, predominantly Nightmare Monarchs, though Nora and the Underworld also incurred losses, albeit with significantly less frequency than their adversaries. After all, their collective might substantially surpassed that of the Nightmares. Moreover, with the ancient tower serving as their ultimate trump card, vanquishing the Nightmares while preserving the majority of Nora's forces was not an unattainable fantasy—the crucial element lay in annihilating the Disaster World and eradicating the Supreme being! ... Concurrently— Within the Star Realm Ruins Sea. The Lord of Storms convened all the Gods, causing the threat posed by the insects to gradually recede; already, five hundred Gods had heeded the summons, awaiting the Star Ancestor's liberation to descend upon Nora with overwhelming might! In the Deep Astral World, The exile ritual for the Star Ancestor and the two Supreme incarnations was approaching its culmination. This was a pivotal juncture, leaving no room for any form of distraction. The ten most formidable entities of the star realm had congregated here: the Lord of Chaos, the Sovereign of Ten Thousand Gold, the Blood Fire Dominator, the Heavenly Father, and others—beings capable of shaking the Multidimensional Plane! Suddenly, peculiar, bloody water began to drip from the heavens. Where each drop made contact, a figure materialized—a comely, long-haired man. He drew a bow within the Void, crimson energy coalescing in his right hand, shaping itself into a Blood Arrow. The bow curved like a full moon, the arrow streaked like a meteor! With a swift 'swish,' The Blood Arrow pierced through ten thousand ages, laden with immeasurable resentment, and unleashed its devastating force! "Old bastard, long time no see!"