Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 3170: 653: The Curtain Rises on Heavenly Chopping (part 4)
Previously on Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method...
A cataclysmic battle reverberates through the astral realm!
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Above the Sea of Ruins.
The rampaging bull, having traversed the vast expanse of the astral world, let out a thunderous roar towards the heavens. For the very first time, it pivoted, its gaze locking onto a Divine Kingdom that lay ahead, and then charged with all its might. Unleashing an overwhelming, brute force, the Divine Kingdom crumbled, a gaping chasm forming within its defenses, and countless followers met their doom. A lesser deity, a Weak God, emerged in shock and fury, exclaiming, "Creno Ode! What madness is this?!"
The bull unleashed a scorching breath, preparing for another assault. "I am in rebellion!" The creature, which circled the astral world once every ten millennia, had seemingly been employed as a cosmic timer by the astral realm itself. Its current, unrestrained fury seemed so out of character, making everyone question who had dared to instill such audacity within it. "Fine, await your annihilation!" The Weak God retreated, hurling a final threat. Truth be told, the bull's strength verged on the absolute peak; only a true, mighty God could dare to face it."
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The profound tremors shaking the astral world finally reached the Star Constellation Divine Palace. Thirty-six powerful individuals, led by the Blind Pig Star God, ascended into the celestial expanse. The Blind Pig Star God spoke, his voice echoing with ages of suppressed grievance: "We were driven from our ancestral lands and have endured countless eras in this desolate corner of existence, forced to watch in helplessness as numerous civilizations that revered the Star Gods withered and fell. Even the last of the Starforger Civilizations was annihilated by the Gods, thanks to the treachery of a traitor. We have been stripped of everything we held dear. We possess nothing more. Therefore, we are beyond fear! We have no further losses to sustain. This astral world is the sacred inheritor of the Star Gods, the promised land etched into our very bloodline! The prolonged darkness finally yields to a nascent dawn. Whether we can reclaim our ancestral home hinges upon this very moment! My brothers and sisters, join me in this grand expedition! Let us sing the ancient ballad of the Star Gods, and ride the celestial chariots of stars! We, the true sovereigns of the astral world, have finally arrived!" A resounding chorus of defiant roars coalesced into an age-old ballad. The Land of Darkness was momentarily illuminated by the universe's most radiant brilliance, and the Star Gods revealed their colossal forms, each one vast enough to rival celestial bodies. They stood unyielding, their imposing presence reaching towards the very heavens!
Above the Sea of Ruins. Rifts of starlight tore through the void. From the shadowed depths, magnificent star beasts began to manifest! The Heavenly Horse, shimmering like pure starlight, moved with a celerity that rivaled even the Rainbow Dragon. Spectral Hounds flickered through the ethereal plane, elusive and enigmatic, relentlessly pursuing the scent of their adversaries. The Golden Pheasant unfurled its wings, soaring to magnificent heights, its piercing calls echoing across the cosmos. Meanwhile, the Dark Monkey brandished an enormous staff, forged from the very iron of fallen stars, sweeping away the obscuring stellar mist!
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The Golden Pheasant's cry signaled the dawning of a new era. Nora, too, welcomed this moment of profound transformation. At the round table, Emmon emerged from his deep meditation. He inquired, "Is everyone prepared?" The Will of Heaven responded, "We are ready." The second Nether Emperor and other formidable figures solemnly nodded in assent. Emmon then turned his gaze towards Levi. "Chairman of the Grand Council, I shall depart now." Levi replied, "Travel with caution. Nora is destined for victory!" Emmon offered a gentle smile. "This day has been a long time coming." He then proceeded to the Land of Darkness, accompanied by eight other powerful individuals. Emmon looked up at the astral world, unleashing power of the highest order. The true form of the Sun, an astonishing entity spanning over a million miles, materialized, its brilliance rivaling the heavens themselves. With a simple wave of his hand, Emmon parted the intervening clouds, revealing the expanse of the Sea of Ruins far below. A Chaotic Servant, its expression grim, spoke, "You have indeed arrived." Emmon replied with a smile, "I trust I haven't kept you waiting." The Chaotic Servant emitted a cold snort. "The only lesson mortals seem incapable of learning from history is that they learn nothing at all. They repeatedly dare to challenge authority, only to be utterly annihilated. The Origin Divine Tree, the Twin Dragons, the Ancestor of Giants... Whether it be you, Levi, or anyone else, your fates will ultimately mirror theirs. When your immediate objective is accomplished, it will mark the beginning of Nora's demise. The Underworld realm is not a place of benevolence." Emmon raised his hand, unleashing a searing wave of solar energy. The boundless radiance illuminated both the mortal and divine realms alike. This was his defiant declaration! Chains, wielded by the chaotic servants, lashed out from all directions. "Assemble the formation!" commanded the Heavenly Will. The Nora Council's highest-tier Eight Formation Map battle constellation instantly took shape! Behind Emmon, the [Blazing Universe] materialized, its fiery Companion Spirit Objects swirling in a vibrant dance, bathing the nebula in crimson hues. The titanic clash against the chaotic servants had commenced.
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On a separate, fiercely contested battlefield. Two swordswomen clad in somber gray robes descended from the heavens, directly intercepting the Father of All Gods and the Mother of All Gods. These two figures bore an uncanny resemblance to the Netherworld Ancestor. However, one radiated with vibrant life, akin to the nascent dawn; the other emanated a profound lifelessness, much like the waning dusk. The Netherworld Ancestor had, through a secret technique, bifurcated himself into two distinct incarnations, embodying life and death. He stood alone to confront these two formidable entities, engaging both the Father God and the Divine Mother. The Father God declared:
"Are we not all children of the Land of Darkness? Why must we rush to shed each other's blood?"
The Divine Mother proclaimed:
"The Astral World and the Underworld need not clash with blades."
The Star Ancestor let out a booming laugh:
"You dare to argue after colluding with the Abyss Demons?
Further words are superfluous. Allow me to test your prowess!"
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The Nightmare World.
Fingal stood arrayed with two hundred Nightmare Monarchs.
He had already achieved the late stage of Level 10, his combat power on par with the Four Emperors.
In the current universe, only the supreme being remained invincible.
Fingal declared:
"The conflict between the Astral World and the Nightmare realm has persisted for eons. The Nightmare Will is feeble and inept; today, I shall lead all warriors into battle against the Astral World once more.
Slay a Weak God to earn the right to join the Nora Council. Slay an Intermediate God for a supreme treasure reward. Slay a Strong God to obtain a Nightmare Stone Fragment!"
The Nightmare Monarchs were already brimming with eagerness.
They harbored generations of accumulated blood feuds with the Astral World.
Nothing ignited their blood more fiercely than the prospect of Heavenly Chopping.
To say nothing of the extraordinarily generous rewards offered.
The Forgotten Monarch inquired:
"Grand Council Chairman, is this proclamation true?"
A single Nightmare Stone Fragment would grant it the might of the Four Emperors.
Fingal affirmed:
"This is the decree of the Chaos Emperor."
All the monarchs erupted in hearty laughter and proclaimed:
"Then let us go forth and slay!"
The sky, a canvas of red and black, tore open.
Terrifying figures, one after another, surged into the breach.
Over a thousand overlords commenced their advance simultaneously, bringing forth the nightmare creatures that had, over hundreds of years, recuperated and swelled in numbers. This time, they would unleash the full might of Nightmare to storm the Astral World!
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Nora.
Within the expansive crystalline confines, mechanical beings patrolled ceaselessly.
The Mechanical Sky Net constricted Nora's expanse; each Sky Net Mechanic functioned akin to a spider diligently guarding its territory, morphing into the very fabric of the sky net, omnipresent.
Madison reappeared, embodying the Mechanical God.
Across the heavens and earth, thirty Mechanical Celestials stood in silent readiness, poised to activate at any moment, traversing the distances via the sky net, collectively subjugating any foe who dared intrude upon Nora.
The Land of Darkness.
Thousands of dark beasts, under the command of Spirit Binders, were dispatched into the Astral World in waves via the Star Castle. Once inside, they were unleashed to roam freely across the Land of the Gods, engaging in rampant pillaging.
Concurrently.
A Star Castle also served as a mobile Demon Extermination Shuttle launch platform. Upon anchoring within the Sea of Ruins, Demon Extermination Shuttles would sweep through the desolate expanse, providing crucial firepower support for the legions continuously entering the Astral World, thereby mitigating personnel losses for the Nora forces.
The Nora Council harbored unwavering confidence in Nora's ultimate triumph in this war.
However, the Emperor desired more than a hard-won victory; he envisioned a complete and absolute conquest!
If resources were the means, they were to be expended without reservation; the cost in resource consumption was inconsequential!
This conflict was destined to be the concluding battle that would solidify Nora's supreme dominance.
His ambition was for every clan warrior engaged in this war to not merely survive the impending catastrophe but to emerge from the long night unscathed, thereby smoothly transitioning into the new worlds envisioned by Nora!
Before the grand round table.
A Level 10 Strongman, poised for departure, bid farewell to Levi.
"Grand Council Chairman, we are embarking on our mission."
"Await our triumphant news."
Levi watched as each warrior departed, his heart alight with anticipation.
Finally, the Gondor Three Heroes approached Levi.
Levi addressed them:
"Proceed, and secure some Strong Gods as your inaugural deed after attaining legendary status. Do not betray the faith placed in you by Nora and its countless citizens.
Do not bring shame upon the Emperor's honor.
You are all extensions of my own being!"
