Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2866: 583: Slaying Another True God, A New Legendary - !

"Very well, I back your decision. That said, I can't take action against Him at this time. His power only slightly surpasses the Old Sea Dominator's, so I trust you can deal with it. Still, destroying His incarnation won't finish Him off—He'll revive in the astral world. Though it'll drain Him of eons of gathered divine power. Getting back to the ten-level realm won't come easily for Him."

"Lady, I've got one more worry. If we eliminate Artu, could the Heavenly Father get involved? Before, the Mother of Earth looked like she was about to strike at us."

"That's a possibility, but since He aims to kill you, we can't stay idle. I've consulted the Grand Council Chairman, and he advised you to make your own call."

Upon hearing that, Levi's eyes filled with determination.

With things like that, his doubts vanished completely.

"Lady, I'll take my leave—expect good tidings from me."

"Prioritize your safety."

Rowling gazed at the departing figure of the swordsman in black armor, her dormant spirit stirring with excitement; even she had never dreamed of challenging a God to the death!

And here was Levi, only at mid-level 9, scheming to slay a deity!

Since the Ancient Age, throughout the Multidimensional Plane, such a feat stood unmatched—all other God Slayers had reached at least the ninth-level peak.

"Once this clash ends, combined with those earlier accounts of taking down the level 10 demon, it's tough to picture the uproar it'll cause across the Pan-Plane."

...

Sandstorm raged fiercely.

Within the temple's confines.

Artu sat with eyes shut in repose, while the Musk Bull outside dozed peacefully.

Abruptly, His eyes snapped open, Divine Light cutting through boundless voids.

"He truly came this way; the Great Prophet spoke true—no surprise, given His status as the God of Prophecy with immense divine power.

I must treat this fight with utmost seriousness; this foe does possess real skill, capable of felling a Divine General's incarnation. Luckily, the Father God bestowed upon me the Ancient Divine Artifact [Dusk Moon]. Armed with this divine tool, my fighting prowess far outstrips that of typical lesser Gods."

Artu rose to his feet and climbed onto the Musk Bull.

"Onward—after we wrap this up, we'll head back to the astral world."

He had lingered in the Lower Realm for centuries, burning through tens of thousands of years' worth of divine power; had Levi not shown up, in just a few more decades, He would have retreated anyway.

The endless vigil had at last paid off.

Today, it was time to dispatch the Dusk Palace Master!

...

Land of Darkness.

Levi dispatched the level 7 Black Beast in front of him with one swift blow, openly unleashing his aura without restraint.

In an instant, a faint red sun dropped from the western horizon, crimson clouds billowing over thirty thousand miles as a striking brown-skinned man approached astride a bull.

He toyed with the golden scimitar in his grip, lifting his gaze toward Levi.

Levi hoisted the Black Beast's corpse, then plunged his greatsword into the void nearby.

"What do you want?"

"Indeed."

"And what might that be?"

"I come to inform you, mere mortal... in this realm, only one Dusk can exist, and that is I. I am Artu, Lord of Dusk, bearer of Twilight Divine Authority, the one true arbiter of Dusk here, and son of the Sun God Ramon!"

Levi eyed him like a madman, showing no reaction.

"I couldn't care less."

"Dusk Hall Master, just as the tales describe, you're boldly insolent. Slaying a Divine General's incarnation has swollen your ego, leading you to scorn the Gods."

With those words spoken, Artu vaulted off the Musk Bull.

Immense divine power flooded into the divine weapon [Dusk Moon], unleashing a ray of light that hurtled at Levi, ripping through the shadows.

Simultaneously, a mighty ten-level divine power erupted from Him, surging forth like an overwhelming wave.

Wherever the divine power swept, signs of dusk emerged, a relentless force of decay and endings rising high.

The Musk Bull had already retreated far from the fray, aware that even a graze from its master's divine power would erode its body and level.

Levi lifted his greatsword, cleaving the caged demon in a single motion, his form drenched in demon blood as he triggered the [Bath Blood] effect, boosting his seven-dimensional attributes by 70%!

His spiritual force skyrocketed, exceeding one hundred and fifty thousand points!

The Chaos Dragon Witch form grew alongside his spiritual force, morphing into a colossal dragon that spanned the darkness, its tail lashing out to clash with the scimitar.

Crack!

The dragon's form got run through by the scimitar, myriad runes flickering out.

The divine weapon's might proved far more fearsome than Levi had anticipated.

But the white dragon refused to evade, instead launching into Death Strangulation, wrapping layer after layer around the divine weapon.

Levi aimed to bind the divine weapon briefly using the witch form. The danger from this scimitar outmatched even Artu Himself.

Artu's face shifted; He sensed Levi's aura edging toward level ten. It appeared he'd invoked some profoundly advanced secret art.

"Hmph! Even divine arts will end you!"

Artu gestured, summoning a crimson sunset behind Him.

He settled into a cross-legged stance, withered old arms extending from the sunset, radiating twilight's essence as they grasped toward Levi.

Beneath the Twilight Divine Power's sway, Levi sensed his vitality ebbing away. Yet the Green Emperor Dragon's power endured eternally, stubbornly holding firm.

On top of that, the blood battle armor absorbed much of the divine power on his behalf.

He invoked the Invisible Secret Word, teleporting in front of Artu, hauling his sword upward before slashing down fiercely! The Chaos Sword Qi pressed relentlessly, igniting the protective Divine Light encircling Artu.

Clang!

Levi's longsword hummed with vibration, yet the Divine Power Barrier held strong. Even with a level 9 divine weapon's might, it strained against the God.

The longsword dissolved back into his body; clad in blood armor, he dove into close-quarters brawl, ripping through divine arts with full force—shielded by the supreme treasure, he held nothing back.

This thrilling rush of combat, he hadn't savored in ages.

The nine great innate spells, now with spiritual force at ten-level heights, emerged as his deadliest weapons, nearing level ten without limit.