Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 3174: 654: Is There Nobility? (part 4)
Previously on Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method...
Deep in his heart, he couldn't help but feel stirred:
"Thank you, Sauron, thank you, everyone!"
Levi turned, vanishing into the shadows.
...
The Ancient Dragon Continent.
Starfire Wizard Academy.
Garcia emerged from his meditation, utterly exhausted.
A wry, helpless smile touched his lips:
"Still just a hair's breadth away..."
He had truly hoped to reach the legendary realm through his own efforts.
But now, with the deadline looming, all his striving had only brought him marginally closer.
"It seems I must resort to the Thousand-Year Potion."
He produced the potion and downed it in a single gulp.
"Whether I succeed or fail, this is the moment of truth!"
Success would see him ascend to legendary status.
Then, with a formidable army, he would march against the heavens, reigniting the legend of the Black Pearl Boy.
Failure meant utter annihilation, his body and his path dissolving into nothingness!
...
The Red Plane.
The sun beat down relentlessly, casting the silhouette of a colossal figure.
Towering a million miles high, it wielded a greatsword forged from ten extinguished suns. A solar storm, spanning millions of miles, served as its cloak as it drifted through the void.
Innumerable fire elemental spirits of diverse forms trailed behind it.
They assumed shapes of birds and beasts.
The weakest among them were merely Level 1, while the mightiest were four Fire Elemental Monarchs.
Foremost among them was a Fire Phoenix Monarch, akin to a true Phoenix, its song bold and resonant; a Fire Dragon Monarch whose wings obscured the sky, exuding immense power; and also the Fire Ghost Monarch and the Fire Scorpion Monarch.
The Fire Phoenix Monarch radiated an aura of peak strength.
These were all Level 10 powerhouses, summoned by the Fire Sovereign from the Multidimensional Plane. They had spent the equivalent of 99% of their lifespans dormant within the sun, making their appearances as rare as sightings of a Divine Dragon.
The Fire Sovereign thrust its greatsword skyward and declared:
"All fire spirits, follow your king and charge into the astral world!
Let both gods and demons witness the might of our elemental kin!
We are not the only ones born with inherent power!"
With these pronouncements, the Fire Sovereign raised the Ten Suns Death Prison and brought it down with devastating force!
Though not a master of sword techniques, it was said that immense power could forge miracles; the supreme flame transformed into a scarlet Sword Qi that stretched for millions of miles, cleaving open a pathway to the heavens with a single strike!
"Charge!"
The roar of dragons and the howls of specters filled the air.
The endless horde of fire spirits surged towards the heavens!
The Red Plane began to dim.
In ages past, the Ancestor of Giants had used a colossal axe to carve an opening into the heavens, allowing all giants to storm into the astral world, embarking on their magnificent rebellion.
Though defeated, their glory was undeniable.
This time,
it would witness the fire elements, nurtured by this very plane, march against the heavens once more,
rewriting the annals of history!
...
Rumble!
The entirety of the Eternal Divine Domain quaked.
Forces of the Eternal Divine Race, locked in conflict with insectoids, looked on in terror as a fiery rainbow materialized between heaven and earth in the distance, piercing the firmament from below.
At the apex of this rainbow stood a figure cloaked in solar radiance, towering over the world.
Before its might, any Fire God residing in the astral world seemed to pale in comparison!
The four Fire Elemental Monarchs flanked it, commanding legions of troops.
Within the Divine Kingdom,
an ethereal, flame-formed humanoid revealed a visage of utter horror.
"The Fire Sovereign?"
It unleashed an aura of Peak Level 10 and surged beyond the heavens.
"What do you intend to do? This is the domain of the Thousand Hills Countries!"
The Fire Sovereign expelled accumulated fire gas from eons past, sneering coldly:
"Do I need to explain? I intend to rebel!"
With an unadorned, powerful slash, the Eternal Divine Domain was rent asunder. All beings, whether of the God Race or insectoids, caught in its path were annihilated.
"Quick, halt it! I shall fetch the Star Ancestor!"
The Eternal Fire pushed its subordinate Fire Gods forward and fled.
These lesser gods were no match for the Fire Sovereign.
With a single strike against each god, it pursued the fleeing Eternal Fire with immense strides.
"Divine Art: Fiery Fire Heavenly Kingdom!"
"Nonsense divine arts!"
The Fire Sovereign swatted the Eternal Fire aside with a single blow. The latter's divine body instantly disintegrated.
It wasn't that the Eternal Fire was weak, but rather that this entity beneath the astral sky was simply too overpoweringly strong.
"Ten Suns Absolute Void!"
The Fire Sovereign unleashed its full power, manifesting successive, silent suns.
They sealed the ten cardinal directions, trapping the Eternal Fire within.
"No! I am a God!"
It wailed, crushed by the Ten Suns.
The immense pressure compressed it into a compact mass.
Ultimately, it condensed into a scarlet bead.
"Fire Sovereign, you have slain a True God. The Star Ancestor will not let this stand."
Ignoring the voices, the Fire Sovereign absorbed the bead.
Its aura noticeably intensified.
It cast its gaze towards the Eternal Divine Domain, where the fire spirits were in a state of wild excitement.
Angels and the God Race were being consumed, a feast for them.
"Fire Dragon, Fire Phoenix, keep pushing forward. I will provide support elsewhere."
"Understood!"
The Fire Sovereign, akin to a colossal entity chasing the sun, advanced towards the heart of the conflict.
A premonition of Emmon's dire situation reached it.
...
After fifty years locked in battle with the Chaotic Servant, the Eight Formation Map, constructed from Heavenly Will, Charactus, and their allies, began to show signs of exhaustion. Although the combat array was designed to overcome superior foes with fewer numbers, sustained engagement against a Supreme being, particularly one as formidable as the Chaotic Servant, proved too taxing.
Emmon was compelled to bolster his power by sacrificing his own essence.
He harbored a thought:
"Levi must have embarked for the Abyss by now. If I can keep the Chaotic Servant occupied here, his path through the Abyss will be unimpeded... If only Hera hadn't been Lost."
At that moment, Emmon felt an overwhelming sense of longing for Hera.
Nora, however, still lacked a force capable of confronting a Supreme entity.
Observing their apparent struggle, the Chaotic Servant escalated its assault. Chains of Demonic Energy morphed into a legion of demonic dragons, churning the Sea of Ruins and transforming defensive postures into aggressive thrusts.
Heavenly Will's expression grew increasingly grim.
"Should the situation become untenable, I will forcefully achieve Supreme status."
Its lifespan was considerable, its foundation profound.
Yet, the presence of the Star Ancestor at the terminus of the Path of Faith had restrained its ascent.
With the Star Ancestor now compromised, an opportunity presented itself.
However, the ramifications of such a step were uncertain.
It might vanish instantly, much like Hera...
Or perhaps meet an even more catastrophic end, failing catastrophically on the spot.
The voice of the Netherworld Ancestor resonated likewise within the mind of the Second Nether Emperor.
"Black and White, if you cannot hold the line, then ascend to Supreme."
"I understand."
The remaining Four Emperor-level powerhouses were still some distance from reaching the Supreme realm.
Emmon transmitted a telepathic message to all present:
"Do not falter... Reinforcements are approaching."
On the distant horizon, an overwhelming tide of crimson clouds surged forth, coalescing into ten colossal suns.
The Fire Sovereign erupted in hearty laughter, raising a colossal greatsword for a decisive strike! The Demon Energy Chains were shattered by more than half in an instant, the greatsword's momentum arrested only a thousand miles from the Chaotic Servant.
The Chaotic Servant's complexion turned ashen.
"Fire Sovereign, do you intend to interfere as well? Do not invite your own ruin."
The Fire Sovereign retorted:
"Attend to your own affairs!"
The greatsword descended once more, intensifying the pressure upon the Chaotic Servant.
With two Supremes now engaged, complemented by the Eight Formation Map Battle Group, their combined frontal assault was not inferior to the Chaotic Servant's might. Indeed, they held a slight advantage, primarily owing to the latter's severe injuries and diminished peak condition.
A wave of elation washed over the inhabitants of Nora.
Emmon conveyed his gratitude:
"Thank you, Sovereign."
The Fire Sovereign responded:
"It is my pleasure. I gave my word to Sauron."
Within the Chaotic Servant, a profound sense of injustice festered.
The current strategy now dictated that the Abyss might be compelled to deploy its ultimate trump card prematurely.
A forced elevation of the Lord of Chaotic Star and the Lord of Buried Stars to the Supreme level.
Their objective: to storm the Land of Nora en masse, one to confront the Chaos Emperor, the other to engage in indiscriminate slaughter, thereby executing a strategy of severing resources at their source! After all, Nora's entire complement of Supreme powers resided within the astral world.
Unbeknownst to it, the Chaos Emperor had already departed from Nora.
Its destination: the most perilous locale in this entire Universe.
The Bottomless Abyss!
...
Within the profound depths of the astral world.
The celestial arena where Supreme Wills clashed.
Both the Star Ancestor and the Abyss Will experienced a simultaneous sinking sensation in their hearts.
"The Fire Sovereign has also attained Supreme status?"
This entity had ascended silently, never having intervened previously.
The Abyss and the astral world had merely classified it as a secondary Pan-Plane entity.
They had not even acknowledged Sauron, the first of its kind, so why would they deign to consider the Fire Sovereign?
Even if it had reached the Supreme level, it was no match for them.
Yet, its ascension to Supreme occurred at such a critical juncture, perfectly coinciding with the emergence of the Star Ancestor and others.
The astral world, over the eons, had naturally cultivated a formidable foundation.
Beyond the Divine Father and Divine Mother, one or two additional Supremes could potentially emerge.
However, this was to be reserved as a last resort against the Abyss.
Now, it seemed that this contingency might need to be invoked ahead of schedule.
...
On a separate battlefield.
The Lord of Storm, astride the Power Dragon, held firm control.
Like an undaunted Dragon Knight, it carved a path of destruction in all directions.
United, they engaged three Insect Queens in a fierce and unified battle.
Since the commencement of hostilities, by virtue of its association with the Power Dragon, it had become the preeminent slayer of formidable adversaries within the astral world, filling it with a sense of elation and unparalleled dominance over the cosmos.
"Hurry, exterminate these insects.
Then, we shall proceed to eliminate Nora's insects!
Unleash your might, are you not the Power Dragon?"
It continued to urge, until a sharp cracking sound echoed.
Crack.
An instant of utter silence fell upon the once-noisy battlefield. The Lord of Storm clutched the fractured reins, these reins having been bestowed upon him by the Divine Father and Mother themselves as a form of control.
They served to govern the Power Dragon, a magnificent creature of the astral world.
"This... this is utterly impossible," the Lord of Storm whispered, disbelief coloring his voice.
The Power Dragon halted its rampaging advance.
Its assault on the Insect Queens ceased entirely.
Slowly, it turned its colossal head. Its terrifying Power Field warped reality itself, flipping the very heavens and earth upside down.
The three Insect Queens, who had been locked in a fierce struggle moments before, were instantly flung away by the sheer force.
Sensing the dreadful and overwhelming aura emanating from the dragon, they had no choice but to flee immediately.
On the battlefield, only the dragon and the god remained, confronting each other.
Two golden eyes, blazing like twin suns, mirrored the terrified expression of the Lord of Storm.
The gargantuan dragon planted its hind legs firmly, resembling a colossal bear, its mighty tail anchoring it to the earth.
With a deep, ferocious roar that shook the very foundations of existence, it spoke, each word carrying immense weight.
"You've grown rather fond of riding, haven't you... you foolish insect!"