Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 3186: 657: Monument of Heroes (part 4)

"Yes, after a long five thousand years, we finally see the dawn."

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[Fire Dragon Knight Beren, leader of the Fire Dragon Apostle Group.

Joined in the Old Holy Light Calendar 1195, born with divine power, and extremely talented.

Had two sons with the Nine Dragon Empress, the Giant Spirit God Witch and the Wind and Fire Dragon Witch.

Both possess legendary qualities.

Nora Calendar 4650.

The Fire Dragon Knight was promoted to Level 10.

Ascended to become the second Star Councilman of the Twilight Council.

The knight’s title is [Red Sun Dragon Venerate], and the knight’s motto is [The giant who chases the sun, the dragon venerate who swallows the blazing sun], the knight star is [Great Sun of Huang].

The Emperor once commented:

Fire Dragon, fierce and fearless, the most skilled in battle among the Eighteen Riders!

——————"Records of Dusk Biographies of the Eighteen Riders The Fire Dragon Knight"

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Astral World, Forest of Myriad Phenomena.

Shadow Divine Domain.

Within the Divine Kingdom, the Shadow Lord revealed his form.

His aura was considerably weaker.

Once those knights flattened his main Belief Land, he would inevitably fall to become a Weak God, thus he must resort to rampant slaughter, becoming a thorn in Nora’s side.

This day.

An angel arrived to report.

"Lord, a Nora army is approaching."

Upon hearing this news, the Shadow Lord’s face changed drastically.

"This is the Forest of Myriad Phenomena, have they already crossed the Star Wilderness?"

The Star Wilderness is the largest natural defense line within the astral world.

In merely 160 years, Nora had already breached it with their army.

The lives of these Upper Gods were also in jeopardy.

He had the option to flee, but the Divine Kingdom could not.

Once the divine fire was extinguished, he would still meet death.

"Everyone, gather immediately to protect the Divine Kingdom!"

The Shadow Lord, like a beast nearing its end, displayed a fierce expression.

He emerged outside, and the well-trained battle group had already laid siege to the Divine Kingdom.

Above the Sea of Ruins, the remains of saints and angels floated everywhere.

Two figures stood there.

One was the Black Abyss Sovereign, at Level 10 Middle Stage.

The other was a middle-aged, beautiful woman.

Shadow Queen Aya, possessing Nine Rings Extreme Cultivation.

Their ability to quickly pinpoint the Shadow Divine Kingdom was thanks to her assistance. Aya had long coveted the Shadow Lord’s power to refine an oddity and prove her legendary realm.

This constituted the path her teacher, Wagner, had illuminated for her.

The Shadow Lord, upon witnessing this scene, already understood his impending fate.

He let out a sneer:

"You wizards are truly the most malevolent beings in this world, defaming the astral world, slandering and framing others, consuming gods and men alike, sparing no expense to achieve your objectives.

Come then, if you wish to seize my divine persona, you must kill me first!

Let’s see if you possess the capability."

These words, if heard by the young, might induce momentary bewilderment.

However, seasoned veterans like the Black Abyss Sovereign were long accustomed to such pronouncements.

Behind him materialized the wizard form of the City of the Seven Sins.

The sword embodying the seven deadly sins ascended skyward, pointing directly at the Shadow Lord.

The Black Abyss Sovereign declared sternly:

"Then I must request that you meet your demise!"

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A battle that shook the heavens raged on for a full month.

Following a brutal slaughter, the Shadow Divine Domain was obliterated, and one by one, Shadow Angels plummeted from the sky under the assault of the Shadow Queen’s summoned creatures, transforming into Divine Crystals and remains.

Beneath the might of the Seven Sins Sword, the Shadow Lord was decapitated.

He felt his divine power and very life rapidly draining away.

Having lived for countless ages, he was fated to die today.

The Seven Sins Sword sliced through the sky, tearing open the barrier of the Shadow Divine Kingdom.

Boundless Shadow Power dissipated, unveiling the mysterious Divine Kingdom to the world. A gray divine fire blazed fiercely upon the altar, appearing gruesome and terrifying.

A gray insect writhed and twisted, emitting a wail.

"Those who desecrate the gods shall encounter a dreadful end!"

The Black Abyss Sovereign paid no heed to its cries, proceeding to extinguish the divine fire.

He calmly stated:

"Aya, collect the remains... After this engagement, you must enter seclusion for a period and endeavor to reach the legendary status swiftly. This war remains long protracted; we require your strength."

The Shadow Queen responded:

"Thank you, senior."

...

That year, the Black Abyss Army of the Heavenly Chopping Alliance was the vanguard, the first to breach the Star Wilderness, thereby becoming the initial army to penetrate the Forest of Myriad Phenomena, sending shockwaves both within and beyond the astral world.

The morale of the Nora forces was jubilant.

Conversely, the Star Abyss Alliance Army found themselves increasingly gripped by fear and unease.

Once mortals ventured into the astral world, the gods were no longer immortal.

Each fallen individual would meet their demise!

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Deep within the astral world.

For over a century of fighting together, the Abyss Will distinctly felt the Star Ancestor's power waning; logically, this ought to bring good news, yet it offered no solace.

Should a god perish, a demon could not endure solitary existence.

Nora harbored an ambition too vast, seeking the complete eradication of the age of gods and demons!

At this trajectory, within a millennium, the Star Ancestor might regress to Level 11 Middle Stage... How would it then confront the ascendant Mother River?

In recent times, it had endeavored to establish contact with the consciousness of the Mother Nest.

Its aim was to forge an alliance with the Dark Insects, to first annihilate the astral realm, followed by Nora.

It perceived with absolute clarity that the astral realm was no longer a formidable power.

Now, it was imperative to harness this potent potential residing within the insectoid race.

Amidst engagements of chaos, the insect race's might was stealthily augmenting.

This represented a force that could not be underestimated.

Having been locked in conflict with the astral realm for an extended duration, the sheer tenacity of the insect race was plainly evident.

However, the Mother Nest's will remained unresponsive to overtures.

The Star Ancestor perceived the Abyss Will's contemplations and transmitted a message:

"If any hidden trump cards remain within your grasp, do not withhold them; unleash them!

Without my astral realm absorbing the brunt of the assault, the abyss too faces an inevitable demise."

A profound sense of hopelessness washed over the Abyss Will.

It possessed but a single final gambit.

That was the Lord of Buried Stars.

By expending the abyss's remaining resources, it could achieve Supremacy.

Should this maneuver also falter, the abyss would be bereft of recourse, relegated to a passive state.

It vocalized its thoughts:

"Are there no more trump cards within your arsenal? Reveal them as well.

Surely the formidable astral world does not solely depend on the Dark Emperor as its concealed Supreme, does it?"

Even in this critical juncture, the two Supremes continued their intricate machinations.

The Star Ancestor responded:

"I possess no further hidden assets; whether you choose to believe it or not is irrelevant."

At this stage, it had transcended concerns regarding threats.

The Abyss Will deliberated for a considerable period.

Ultimately, it resolved to deploy the Lord of Buried Stars.

"There is no turning back for either of us now!

I pray you have not misled me!"

...

Thirty years elapsed.

Venture to the 618th stratum of the Abyss.

An immaculate white colossal hand descended, causing this dominion, previously characterized by a Sea of Flames, to shudder thrice. An immense demonic form, stretching for ten thousand miles, was compelled into a reluctant kneeling posture, its anguished roars resonating across the heavens and earth.

Levi stood, hands clasped behind his back, observing the recoiling demons. They plummeted like harvested chives under the relentless assault of the hundred thousand strong Shadow Dragon Group, utterly incapable of mounting any resistance.

This marked his inaugural offensive maneuver.

The designated adversary was the [Red Fire Emperor Sulke].

This entity was a paramount powerhouse, having recently emerged from dormancy. It exhibited a degree of overconfidence, presuming it could single-handedly confront any adversary below the Supreme level within its own domain.

To expedite the process, Levi vanquished it in mere seconds.

Following its assimilation by the Blood Battle Spirit, the latter's potency underwent a further transformation.

Its spectral manifestation grew significantly more corporeal, effectively becoming an exact duplicate of the blood-soaked Levi. Its aura now surpassed that of the Four Emperors, rivaling the Disaster Lord who had just attained Supreme status.

"The augmentation of the Blood Battle Spirit exceeds my projections. If this continues, upon breaching the Abyss, it should attain Level 11 Middle Stage, achieving parity with a Supreme Will Agent. Concurrently, the Blood Battle Armor will acquire the capacity to withstand Supreme-level assaults, thereby bolstering my defenses."

The Shadow Dragon Group army also underwent rapid metamorphosis.

Well over four thousand monster leaders, four hundred demon kings, and forty-two demon emperors, including the Disaster, Death, and Lost Three Emperors, now possessed combat capabilities approaching the Four Emperor level, swiftly regaining their peak strength from before their demise.

Such an formidable contingent.

It would serve as the ultimate crushing force against both the astral realm and the abyss.

Levi proceeded towards the central nexus.

The Crimson Dragon Slash stood erect, akin to a tombstone, firmly embedded at the heart of this domain.

The Skull of Destruction greedily absorbed the ambient Power of Destruction generated by the surrounding Destruction Realm.

After the passage of years, this particular stratum also became devoid of its vital essence.

Levi drew forth the greatsword, its tip vibrating in harmony with the very rhythm of destruction.

"Another cosmic-level supreme treasure now rests within my grasp."