Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2844: 580: Unstoppable Momentum, Slaying the Incarnation of the Military Lord!

As a key offspring of the Star Ancestor, the Blood Fire Dominator fully grasps His immense strength, particularly since absorbing the full [Star Cluster Brain], making Him surpass all other supreme beings in existence, save for the Master of the Universe in this domain.

The Mother of Darkness has evolved into the very fabric of the universe, an entity whose scale defies comprehension. Consider the sheer might it wields when the whole Land of Darkness serves as its physical form?

Yet, for all her formidable power, the Mother of Darkness draws little true concern from those versed in such secrets, since ascending to Master of the Universe equates to eternal bondage as the Universe's Slave.

The Land of Darkness now lacks the ability to meddle directly in the Multidimensional Plane's events, reduced to subtle manipulations via cosmic forces.

As a result, it turned to its old 'vanquished foes' for help, elevating them to roles as vassals who check and counterbalance one another.

In this setup, the [Master of the Universe] remains the Mother of Darkness, while the [Cosmic Strongest] belongs to the Star Ancestor, known as the Father of All Gods.

Even this pinnacle of cosmic power now faces limitations against the mother nest’s unyielding will. The gravity of the crisis stands clear.

Following the dispersal of the [Evolution Nest], among the elements consumed by the [Star Cluster Brain] lay the [Evolution Stone Plate].

This artifact holds a fragment of the Evolution Nest's core Evolutionary Power.

Heavenly Will theorizes that the Evolution Stone Plate represents the bloodline chains forged by the All Gods over every creature, the ultimate barrier to true evolution— a notion that's partially accurate yet also misleading.

In reality, the Evolution Stone Plate fosters evolution, extending beyond mere bloodline advancement to the growth of diverse Strengths.

Had the Evolution Nest avoided its shattering in the past and triumphed in the final clash of primordials, it could have engulfed rival ancient entities to claim the throne as the fresh Master of the Universe.

The realm it would forge might diverge sharply from today's Land of Darkness, unveiling a new vista, maybe dubbed the [Evolution Land].

Still, history rejects endless what-ifs; the prevailing order stems from those ancient beings' designs long ago, and lamenting it proves pointless.

Upon consuming the Evolution Stone Plate, the Star Cluster Brain likely harnessed its evolutionary essence to spawn the brilliant, radiant star beasts across the stars.

Soon after, the Star Ancestor launched a fierce comeback, invading the astral world and fusing with the Star Cluster Brain. He then absorbed the star gods, birthing the inaugural gods and scattering them for others to feed upon. However, numerous star gods fled the astral realm, descending to the mortal plane as mere beasts.

To block these entities from regrouping and launching fresh revolts, the Star Ancestor devised his unique approach to alter the Evolution Stone Plate, thereby locking their bloodlines and severing heavenly connections!

Events shifted later on, leading to the Evolution Stone Plate's fragmentation and scattering across the Multidimensional Plane.

From this, the Star Ancestor deduces.

The mother nest’s will fixates relentlessly on the astral world for one profound motive: to reclaim the Evolution Stone Plate and propel its evolution onward.

Yet, the Evolution Stone Plate resides nowhere near here...

Even if it did, handing it over to the mother nest’s will remains out of the question.

Alas, dialogue with the mother nest’s will proves impossible.

This explains the chaotic, ongoing war between the astral world and the insect hordes up to now.

A faint unease stirs in the Blood Fire Dominator's core.

He trusts utterly in the Star Ancestor's might; defeat or demise for Him lies beyond possibility.

Nevertheless, this insect Great Tribulation, the swirling abyssal turmoil, the Underworld's meddling, Nora’s ascent, Nightmare’s twists... these threads entwine into a chaotic knot, with unknown repercussions looming. The Star Ancestor's safety doesn't guarantee His untouched state. Having endured infinite ages across four epochs, must He truly meet his end in this time?

Such a fate he cannot accept!

He schemes to lure the Stinging Snake Queen toward Nora, harnessing the insect swarm's fury to eradicate Nora outright, severing the lingering threat from the Dusk Palace Master!

Past efforts by countless gods to enact this plan all crumbled into failure; today's insect swarm appears locked solely on the astral world.

He embodies a God!

Death holds no appeal for him!

If sacrifices demand it, let the insignificant, fleeting races bear the brunt and vanish.

His vast existence carries immeasurable worth.

The sum of all Nora pales in comparison!

...

Three years passed.

In the Nora Calendar of 1640, during Blood Battle year 1528.

The majestic temple sailed through the Land of Darkness, pressing onward to the Holy War World. Beneath the Tenth General, Slaughter Wolf's composed facade, turbulent feelings churned.

"I never thought that I, a proud God Race member, would suffer such humiliation from a mere level 9, driven from my home to flee in desperation. Absurd, utterly absurd."

Slaughter Wolf General had reached the middle stage of level 9, its strength nearing that of a Demon Domain's Sixth Realm demon controller, just shy of Late Stage power.

Typically, a being of such caliber scans the Multidimensional Plane with scant fear, save for level-10 threats. Against fellow level 9s, victory might elude, but flight always remains viable.

The divide between them isn't insurmountable.

Since the Dusk Palace Master's emergence, however, the old order shattered. This anomaly flouts every conventional boundary.

Along this trajectory, within matching realms, defeats come swift and total, beyond rivalry. Monro General's middle stage level 9 prowess fell in an instant!

Logically, such dominance belongs solely to level-10.

But this figure shatters those expectations bit by bit!

The issue lies in the leadership's current shortfall of means to crush him... so the fallback becomes evasion wherever possible, curbing further damage.

Abruptly, the grand temple shuddered.

Slaughter Wolf General's face twisted; it morphed into a dark, ominous vapor, from which seven savage black wolf heads burst forth, drool cascading.

This marked its authentic shape, the [Seven-Headed Wolf Clan].

A grotesque figure boasting seven wolf heads atop a humanoid frame drew a jet-black chain from its belt, igniting bursts of sparks amid the scrape.

This weapon stood as the Nine-level Treasure, the [Black Prison Chain].