Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 3138: 646: Final Battle

The subsequent day dawned, and a joint declaration emanated from both the Supreme Council and the Nightmare Council.

This announcement proclaimed the induction of two fresh legendary members into the council ranks.

The former Ice Sea Witch was bestowed the legendary title of [Ice Sea Traveler], her legendary profession identified as [Ice Sea Realm Master], and her demiplane designated as [Ice Sea Dual Realm]. Her legendary honorific was proclaimed as [Hermit of Ice Sea Extreme, True God Across Two Realms].

Within the hallowed ranks of wizard civilization's legendary honorifics, the term "God" was seldom invoked. Primarily, this was because, to the legendary, a mere God was but a potent entity. Secondly, in Nora's earlier, less formidable days, openly claiming divinity was perceived as ostentatious and was thus avoided.

However, with Nora's ascent, her confidence blossomed.

A general sense of emboldenment permeated the populace.

This legendary honorific was undeniably commanding, moreover, it explicitly designated her a "True God," distinguishing her from any "False Gods" rumored to reside in the heavens.

Duke Rumon's legendary title was established as [Melting Core King], his legendary profession as [Earth Fire Control], and his legendary demiplane as [Molten Sea]. His legendary honorific was declared as [Threshold of Merged Earth Fire, King of Lava].

Despite Duke Rumon being a spell wizard by training,

his years following the path of a knight had subtly altered his cultivation style. His later original spells bore a distinct flavor of body refinement.

He envisioned lava as his armor, flames as his robe, and then, unleashed a magma-forged fist to vanquish his foes.

This gave spell wizards the sensation of relentless, successive blows.

He himself proclaimed this as the epitome of masculine romance.

Consequently,

the total number of legendary wizards now surpassed the pre-war zenith, reaching a total of 26 individuals.

Furthermore, the count of those at Nora's level-10 stood at 80 individuals.

This set a more robust stage for the impending conflict.

...

On a certain day,

Levi made his return to the Ancient Dragon Continent, arriving at the hallowed Dusk Holy Temple.

He learned from Emperor Mu that the Goddess Knight was preparing to attempt a breakthrough to the ninth level of knighthood.

Even with the longevity afforded by a knight's lifespan, this venerable knight was rapidly approaching the twilight of her years.

Fortuitously, capitalizing on the influence of the golden holy object, the Goddess Knight's wizard cultivation had caught up, barely breaching the Ninth-Circle Realm, thereby extending her remaining lifespan somewhat.

Currently, her form showing signs of age, she was laboriously advancing towards Invisible Heaven. Emperor Mu, Eddy, and the younger scions of their lineage watched with bated breath, their gazes fixed and unwavering.

"Father, cease your worrying; you're perspiring," remarked a younger observer.

"It is you who are exhibiting nervousness, my son," the elder replied.

The two individuals, both at the mid-stage of the ninth level of knighthood, found their hands trembling at that very moment.

The primary reason for their agitation stemmed from the Goddess Knight's prolonged journey.

She had witnessed numerous exceptionally talented descendants far surpass her own achievements.

"Do not fret, the both of you. With my presence here, her safety is assured,"

At this juncture,

a figure long unseen, clad in black armor, a swordsman known for his prowess, placed a reassuring hand on the shoulders of the father and son.

"Commander, you have arrived!"

Emperor Mu had extended an invitation to Levi.

It was understood as a contingency measure.

In the direst of circumstances, the wife would be guided to the Heroic Spirit Hall for reincarnation.

This was deemed preferable to an eternal separation between father and son.

With but a thought, Levi's primordial spirit descended into Black Emperor Heaven.

Here, he possessed the ability to even calibrate the intensity of the knight's tribulation.

Thus, with him present, any anxieties were rendered superfluous.

Levi typically refrained from interfering with the natural course of events.

However, for an old companion of over four millennia, he saw no issue with subtly bending the established rules.

Regardless of the outcome, he was determined to assist the Goddess Knight in her ascension.

"To think, at this juncture, I have yet to employ this clandestine method. My knights have consistently demonstrated diligence," Levi mused internally.

Ultimately,

Levi withheld his direct intervention. The Goddess Knight, overcoming numerous trials, successfully navigated the tribulation through her own fortitude.

Upon reaching Invisible Heaven, she collapsed onto the ground, her visage turned skyward.

A sensation akin to having expended half her life washed over her.

"I nearly failed to make it."

Ascending to the Ninth-Circle had, undoubtedly, provided a marginal increase to her chances of survival.

It was precisely this sliver of advantage that became her lifeline.

Following a period of rest,

Emperor Mu's family was joyfully reunited.

The patriarch, Emperor Mu, embraced Levi with the zeal of a monkey clinging to a tree.

"Commander, thank you; you nearly gave me a heart attack," he exclaimed.

The Green Bird Knight giggled,

"Father, you asserted you weren't nervous."

The Goddess Knight remarked,

"Your father simply lacks faith in my capabilities."

Emperor Mu responded with a sigh,

"Not at all..."

Levi observed the jubilant reunion of the family, a smile gracing his features as he journeyed back to the Sorren Continent.

Since assuming the mantle of Grand Council Chairman, his focus had shifted more significantly towards the broader civilizational landscape.

He was unacquainted with many of the burgeoning talents within various organizations.

Much less would he be present to act as a guardian during their ascensions.

Only the new and old Eighteen Riders, irrespective of their accomplishments, received his personal attention and oversight.

Indeed, our Chaos Emperor, after all, harbors a deeply nostalgic disposition.

Like the Goddess Knight, for whom the ninth level represented the absolute pinnacle after expending all her effort, unlike Emperor Mu and Eddy who harbored aspirations for level-10, it was ordained that their paths would diverge eventually.

For four millennia, the Dusk Holy Temple has stood established.

Those original elders who journeyed with Levi to forge this sacred order, save for the exceptionally fortunate, were beings of immense power, akin to the fabled knights of the Doomsday Era.

Of that original cohort, fewer than one in ten now draw breath.

Such is the way of cultivation.

The masses are inevitably cast aside.

...

Six months have since passed.

Within the Ancient Banyan Fairyland.

A colossal, emerald ancient tree, emanating a gentle golden radiance, sways serenely.

Daily, tens of thousands of the Groot Clan offer their fervent worship, bearing witness to their Ancestor God's continuous growth, a true marvel.

Now, having fully absorbed the divine essence of all its golden leaves.

Mana's aura has ascended to the Ninth-level Peak Realm.

Its leafy canopy stretches across thousands of miles, while its roots delve tens of thousands of miles deep.

At this present moment, the Ancient Banyan Fairyland, a vast expanse within the Three Realms, defies mortal comprehension.

"Stretching ninety thousand miles from east to west, seventy thousand miles from north to south, with a sky reaching thirty thousand feet and roots plunging twenty thousand miles deep... its magnitude rivals that of a great world."

And Mana has yet to formally assimilate the tree's roots.

"Once that assimilation is complete, reaching level-10 is a certainty."

"I shall truly become a divine tree."

Furthermore, it will be the youngest divine tree to attain level-10 in less than ten thousand years.