Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2722: 559: Rescue the Level-10! Green Emperor Dragon!

Edmund maintained a composed demeanor as he spoke.

The Dream Lady remained quiet, listening intently.

After a considerable silence.

She finally broke the quietude:

"Fine, you may take him. However, I want you to remember that today, I, Hillin, have shown you mercy. You wizards may have perfected the Decomposition Technique, but do not forget that I could still submerge Nora in a sea of blood, shattering the fragile equilibrium of your Blood Battle. Edmund, I admit I fear perishing and being forgotten. Yet, the might of the astral world transcends the limits of a wizard's imagination. I hope that when your greed grows too large in the future, you will recall the concession I made today."

Instantly, the golden shackles binding the massive pillar disintegrated.

The blue giant’s aura began a rapid, violent expansion.

Eventually, it stabilized, returning to its level-10 state.

Opening its eyes, the giant turned toward Edmund with a look of appreciation:

Edmund replied, "You should offer your thanks to Lady Hillin as well. In this universe, being weak is a sin. Work hard to grow your Cultivation, Mr. Blue Dream."

The blue giant cast a lingering, apprehensive glance at the colossal visage hovering in the firmament.

"Regardless of the circumstances, I have experienced a thousand years of... pleasant dreams here. I thank you, Madam, for your long years of company."

The Dream Lady gave a disdainful snort.

"Depart at once."

The forms of Edmund and the Blue Dream Star Lord began to fade away.

They materialized in the depths of the cosmos, where a weary-looking Daydreamer awaited them.

The Blue Dream Star Lord greeted him, "My thanks to you, Mr. Freud."

"Do not mention it. It is for the best that we could conclude this without violence."

The Daydreamer let out a long, relieved breath.

To be honest, he hadn't anticipated such a smooth resolution.

He had steeled himself for a catastrophic confrontation.

It seemed the Chairman of the Grand Council truly had to intervene personally to settle such matters.

Edmund spoke up, "Let us move. Your two descendants are already situated in Nora, and the Blue God Clan has relocated there, awaiting the return of their patriarch. Our goal is to forge a unified Multi-dimensional Plane market, and your expertise is vital to that mission."

A hint of anticipation flickered in the Blue Dream Star Lord’s eyes.

"This is truly a fascinating era."

...

Five years passed.

The year was 1487 of the Nora Calendar.

The 1375th year of the Blood Battle.

Within the Ancient Banyan Fairyland.

Levi was occupied with the creation of a new series of sequential magic.

Having already established the Light and Primordial Magnetic Series.

His current focus was on the Metal Sequence.

Lately, the Metal Faction had fallen into a state of decline.

Aside from a handful of Grand Wizards, the school lacked any legendary powerhouses.

Fortunately, the situation had improved since the rise of the Secret Sword Flow.

The population of primordial soul wizards had seen rapid growth over recent years.

Still, it would take time before they could truly rival the other elementalist schools.

Levi intended to accelerate this progression.

His goal was to design a brand of sequential magic that was both aesthetically pleasing and devastatingly effective.

He recalled the legendary "Return of Myriad Swords" from his past life.

Throughout the years, he had successfully refined these spells up to the sixth-circle.

He kept the nomenclature intentionally basic.

The First-Ring Spell was named "Sword One".

It manifested a single Gold Element Sword Qi for high-precision, long-range execution.

The Second-Ring Spell was "Sword Ten".

It unleashed ten bursts of Sword Qi with significantly higher lethality.

The progression continued in this fashion.

The Six-Circle Spell would eventually become "Ten Thousand Swords".

By the time it reached the Ninth-Circle, it would be "Sword Billion".

With a single thought, a billion razor-sharp strands of Gold Element Sword Qi would annihilate everything in their path.

It was the epitome of stylish, overwhelming offense.

Naturally, reaching the ninth-circle would require further time and effort.

Concluding his Cultivation session, Levi visited the Ghost Mansion.

New shoots were flourishing upon the roots of the Death Soul Tree, showing healthy growth.

Undead creatures filled the landscape as far as the eye could see.

The Undead Three Swordsmen, assisted by spirits from the Heroic Spirit Hall, were busy drilling the undead battalions.

This served as a clandestine militia, ready to be deployed at a moment's notice.

They would serve as the perfect cannon fodder to grind down the demon forces.

Beneath the shade of the ancient banyan, the round-faced girl and her companions were engaged in a game of mahjong.

Ayak watched them from the sidelines.

Life had become quite comfortable for the raven under Levi’s care.

Though it had barely reached the ninth level, its actual combat prowess was lackluster; even the weakest level 9 Fish Demon could likely overpower it.

However, when it came to evasion and escape.

Ayak was practically peerless.

One could argue that as long as Ayak didn't go looking for trouble.

It was virtually impossible to capture it within the Multidimensional Plane.

The issue was that the bird had grown complacent since befriending the round-faced girl.

It had spent far too long idling at home instead of exploring.

It was turning into a lazy, shut-in raven.

"Ayak, it is time for you to depart!"

Levi prodded, sounding like a nagging parent during a school break.

Ayak felt a sense of injustice.

Why did everyone else get to lounge in the Ancient Banyan Fairyland?

Why was it the only one forced to wander the desolate Land of Darkness?

It glanced toward the round-faced girl.

She was too absorbed in her mahjong tiles to offer any support.

Unbelievable!

Everyone here was so cold-hearted!

Fine, if that’s how it is, I’ll travel even further this time.

Don't you dare start missing me, Ayak!

"Caw, caw, caw!"

Full of indignation, Ayak beat its wings and soared away from the Fairyland.

It was running away from home!

Then they would realize just how much they needed it!

"Bye-bye Ayak, I'll miss you!"

The round-faced girl called out casually without looking up from her game.

Levi muttered to himself.

"Am I being too much of a strict father?"

He quickly brushed the feeling aside; it was for the bird's own development.

A child needs to face the world to truly mature!

While walking through the Fairyland, he gathered some Rust Fruits and various other spiritual herbs.

Levi then traveled to the Ancient Dragon Continent to deposit the resources into the organization's vault.

Suddenly.

A massive surge of elemental energy erupted from the direction of the Starfire Wizard Academy.

Levi’s eyes brightened, and a knowing smile touched his lips.

The man who always managed to breakthrough at the final hour.

He had managed to reach the Eight Environments just before his time ran out.

It was the Black Pearl Boy, Garcia