Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 3145: 647: Dividing the Supreme

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Previously on Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method...
The tyrannical Nightmare Will is finally destroyed, torn apart and devoured by two pursuing Supremes even as it self-destructed. Levi witnesses this brutal display and contemplates the nature of survival in the universe. Meanwhile, the Master of Horror, caught in the explosion, attempts to salvage the situation by attacking Nightmare City and its remaining forces. Levi intervenes, repelling the Master of Horror's attack and accepting the surrender of the remaining Nightmare Monarchs.

Though they were remnants of defeated forces,

still, remnants like Forgotten Monarch, a Level 10 Peak combatant, were present.

A synchronized assault could force even the Master of Horror into a temporary retreat.

"You dare to defy me!"

Transforming into a streak of blood-red light, it charged forward, unleashing a terrifying power that manifested as countless writhing tentacles.

Its intent was clear: devour these monarchs and escape this doomed place.

"Retreat,"

a majestic voice boomed, echoing across the heavens and the earth.

The Dragon-headed Giant, reverted to its Primordial Form, reappeared. Its massive greatsword descended from above, and six-colored Sword Qi carved a colossal ravine through the Nightmare World.

Bang!

The Master of Horror hoisted the very earth, using it as a colossal shield. As the Sword Qi slammed into its defense, the titanic shield shuddered violently, revealing a web of fine cracks.

From afar, the Nightmare inhabitants who had just yielded also launched their attacks against the Master of Horror. Levi led over a hundred elites, moving like hounds on a vast savanna, all converging on the supreme being.

Legendary spells, the Nether Emperor's Divine Power, the gleam of blades, and the shadows of swords.

These dazzling techniques painted a breathtaking spectacle within the Nightmare World.

After all, they had arrived as mere duplicates.

Individuals were consistently overwhelmed by the supreme's power and were eliminated. However, as the saying goes, even numerous ants can overwhelm an elephant; moreover, the disparity between a Level 10 combatant and a supreme being is not so overwhelmingly vast.

The supreme might of the Master of Horror began to deplete rapidly.

Furthermore, with Levi's authorization,

nearly a hundred more powerful individuals were deployed to Nora's flank, joining the fray. Wave after wave of attacks engulfed the cornered supreme being.

The Master of Horror perceived that its plans had been foiled. Remaining within the Nightmare meant assured destruction. It ignited its own essence, roaring as it violently broke free from the encirclement of over a hundred battle formations, and burst forth from the Nightmare World.

"Just you wait, Nora will never know peace again!"

A supreme without a home, without a civilization, with nothing left to protect.

As long as it drew breath, it would stalk Nora like a rabid dog, launching surprise attacks.

"You won't get that chance."

A chilling voice reverberated. The Grey Robe swordsmen, riding the flow of the river, unleashed an earth-shattering blade strike!

The Netherworld Ancestor has returned!

Her aura now radiated an even greater power than before.

Let alone a severely wounded Master of Horror.

Even at its full strength, the Netherworld Ancestor would have been able to suppress it!

Struck by the Sword Qi, the Master of Horror was sent hurtling back billions of miles.

A flash of pure white light descended as the Hand of the Universe slammed down from the heavens, striking like a butcher's final blow against a drowning victim.

Levi surged forward, a wave of relief washing over him.

Fighting alongside the Netherworld Ancestor, there was no question they could annihilate this entity.

Meanwhile, on a different battlefront.

The conflict between the Underworld Source River and Abyss Will was escalating to greater intensity.

They clashed furiously, akin to two celestial dragons fiercely vying for a radiant pearl, their battleground centered around the Nightmare Stone and the Blood and Flesh Palace.

The Nightmare Stone, a relic of the Nightmare Will, still retained a sliver of its former sentience. It skillfully evaded the supreme powers, weaving through the cosmic expanse like an elusive fish.

Two supreme entities surged, advancing and retreating.

Everywhere their battle raged, established rules were forcibly obliterated.

Even the Chaotic Servant and the Fallen Star Lord hesitated to intrude upon this perilous battlefield.

Abruptly, Abyss Will's insectile form collided with the Mother River.

Its insect tail swept out like a lashing whip, ensnaring the Blood and Flesh Palace.

While the Mother River was attempting to seize the Nightmare Stone, she manifested a portion of herself, forming a colossal hand of river stretching across billions of miles to grasp this treasure, clearly intending to claim both.

However, Abyss Will flung the Blood and Flesh Palace aside.

"Chaos, lend aid to my true self!

Fallen Star, you will guard the Blood and Flesh Palace!"

With Chaotic Servant at the Middle Stage of Level 11, joining forces offered a significant possibility of overpowering the Underworld Source River and seizing the Nightmare Stone. The Fallen Star Lord possessed slightly lesser strength.

Consequently, it was assigned the crucial duty of protecting the Blood and Flesh Palace.

On the immediate field, aside from itself, there were no other supreme combatants available.

It was presumed that no one would dare attempt to snatch this treasure.

This was Abyss Will's calculated reasoning, its strategy clearly defined.

The supreme's command could not be disobeyed, and Chaotic Servant advanced with deliberate caution.

It plunged countless chains into the Mother River, engaging her in a fierce struggle.

The Fallen Star Lord raised its hand, instantly unleashing thousands of radiant beams of starlight.

These brilliant lights interwove, forming a celestial net that enveloped the Blood and Flesh Palace.

This development caused the Underworld Source River a degree of unease.

But the Netherworld Ancestor and Levi were completely engaged in battling the Master of Horror, the intensity of their fight preventing any possibility of disengagement.

At this juncture, the Underworld also found itself lacking in supreme combat power.

Outside the confines of the Nightmare World, Levi was incapable of solidifying the Nightmare Avatar.

This meant Emmon was fundamentally unable to traverse the vast distances to participate in this crucial fight.

It is quite possible that the Blood and Flesh Palace will not be able to be kept.

"Hahaha, did you never imagine this day would come!"

Abyss Will proclaimed triumphantly, seizing this golden opportunity.

For a considerable time, it had feigned madness and utter foolishness, even orchestrating numerous Blood Battles and nurturing the Fallen Star Lord to the pinnacle of power, all for this very moment.

And this was merely the prelude.

Soon, the Lords of Chaotic Star and Buried Stars would also ascend to Supreme status.

At that point, the Abyss would command five supreme combatants.

Furthermore, it would achieve Level 11 Peak.

In the entirety of this universe, who would dare stand against such might?

Could the Star Ancestor do so?

The universe's strongest, who drew power from faith.

In the estimation of Abyss Will, they were nothing more than a paper tiger!

Once it attained further power, even the Ancestor of Gods would hold no terror!

Netherworld Ancestor declared:

"Levi, you must go and find the Fallen Star Lord. We need to reclaim the Blood and Flesh Palace!"

Levi inquired:

"Can you manage to trap the Master of Horror?"

Netherworld Ancestor responded:

"I will give it my utmost effort."

As she spoke, her aura intensified, clearly signifying that she was expending her vital origin strength.

Defeating an adversary is often simpler than preventing their escape; to ensure this menace could not flee, she was compelled to fight with every ounce of her being once more.

Levi promptly summoned six Level 10 Middle Stage Spiritual Weapons, arranging them into a formidable grand array to offer support to Netherworld Ancestor.

While their effectiveness was limited, it was better than no assistance at all.

He then transformed into a streak of light, a brilliant rainbow, and departed swiftly.

The Hand of the Universe materialized, resembling a divine Buddha's palm, effectively intercepting the Fallen Star Lord.

"This fiend appears to have only recently advanced, its aura still unstable. Furthermore, the Ancient Star Demon typically excels in astrology and divination rather than direct confrontation."

This observation was directed towards Nora.

The Blood and Flesh Palace was deemed of greater importance than the Nightmare Stone; its retrieval was paramount!

This treasure, once dismantled, held sufficient power to elevate numerous individuals to legendary status.

Alternatively, it could be utilized to forge even more potent, top-tier artifacts.

The Fallen Star Lord shattered the Hand of the Universe, his expression shifting multiple times.

Levi perceived a peculiar state in the demon but could not pinpoint the exact nature of its oddity.

In a mere instant, the two combatants were locked in a fierce engagement.

Ancestor Levi unleashed his full might, systematically gaining the upper hand against the Fallen Star Lord.

The latter found himself relegated to a defensive posture, repeatedly forced to retreat.

Observing this turn of events, Abyss Will swiftly issued a command:

"Demons residing beyond the 600th level, commence your assault immediately!"

It intended for its high-ranking Abyss forces to engage Levi, employing their sheer numbers as a means of distraction.

Mother River, too, was exerting her full strength.

However, her power was merely comparable to that of Abyss Will.

And now, the opposition had the Chaotic Servant lending its aid.

It was akin to having two hands against four; despite her efforts, she remained suppressed.

Following another intense clash, the Nightmare Stone, which Mother River had been on the verge of securing, became ensnared by the chains wielded by the Chaotic Servant. The Servant's aura flared as its Demon Flame erupted outwards.

"Excellent!"

Abyss Will seized this opportune moment, manipulating Chaotic City to descend directly upon them.

Rumble!

The Netherworld Ancestor Hall was violently dislodged, and a colossal surge of energy instantaneously vaporized a vast branch of Mother River stretching for thousands of miles. The Nightmare Stone slipped from its grasp, only to be swiftly ensnared by the chains of the Chaotic Servant.

"Hahaha! Retreat now!"

Abyss Will was overcome with elation.

This day had indeed proven to be an unexpected and immense gain.

Firstly, with minimal exertion, it had managed to absorb half of the Nightmare Will.

Moreover, it had acquired both the Nightmare Stone and the Blood and Flesh Palace.

From this juncture onward, the ascent of the Abyss would be unstoppable! Now possessing two primordial treasures, it was practically invincible!

It poured all its strength into impeding Mother River's retaliatory attack, creating an obstruction for the Chaotic Servant.

The Chaotic Servant rapidly retreated, putting distance between itself and the raging battle, leaving even the usually placid Mother River consumed by fury.

Netherworld Ancestor watched in astonishment; this was the first time she had ever witnessed such unbridled rage from Mother River.

Just as the dust was beginning to settle, a sudden, drastic shift occurred in the Chaotic Servant's demeanor.

Boom! The fabric of the void, spanning tens of thousands of miles, fractured like a delicate mirror!

Countless figures cloaked in blood-red descended simultaneously.

A colossal Blood Python, cleaving the heavens and the earth, emerged from the chaos. It lunged forth, ambushing and entangling the bewildered Chaotic Servant.

"Ultimate Creation?!"

The chains binding the Servant were instantly shattered.

Kars, seizing the Nightmare Stone, displayed a face etched with evident reluctance.

He harbored a strong aversion to becoming involved in this particular conflict.

The life-saving favor Sauron had bestowed upon him had only recently been repaid.

With no viable alternative, he resigned himself to intervening.

Leaving behind the Black Snake, Kars vanished into the void.

"Sauron, you now find yourself indebted to me."