Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2867: 583: Slaying Another True God, A New Legendary Tale!

Thus, he ditched all other incantations and wildly unleashed the Fire Dragon Tribulation!

Da-da-da-da!

Blazing dragons erupted forth like bursts from machine guns, blanketing the heavens, each one morphing into Flame Emperor’s Swords that hacked down from every angle!

The Divine Power Barrier around Artu quaked fiercely, teetering on the brink of total collapse.

"Too troublesome."

He grumbled to himself, realizing that in merely a few years, Levi had grown immensely since defeating the Divine General’s incarnation, now matching level-10 prowess with the aid of that supreme treasure.

Because the intel on his progress lagged behind his rapid rise, Artu found himself unprepared!

His divine arts failed to pierce the supreme treasure’s defenses, and the resulting shockwaves against the six-dimensional fighter Levi could barely snap his bones. Far from enough to burst him into a mist of blood.

How could such trivial wounds spell doom?

Crack.

Yet another Fire Dragon Tribulation struck, and at last, the Divine Power Barrier crumbled apart.

Terror gripped Artu as he tried to call upon the divine weapon, only to discover it ensnared by a white dragon, ensorcelled by numerous spells, and pinned down by the wizard tower along with the Eight Formation Map.

The divine weapon proved impossible to wield!

"The turtle shell has cracked, time for close-quarters fisticuffs."

Grinning ferociously, Levi invoked the Six Holy Heavens, centering on the Fivefold Destruction Holy Domain bolstered by the Fourfold Vajra Holy Realm, layered atop four additional Holy Domains, amassing 20 tiers of Holy Domain might to cloak him in radiant, prismatic dream armor!

"Kill!"

This strike embodied the full might of the Six Holy Heavens!

Artu countered with his Divine Right Palm against Levi, leading to a shocking spectacle. His limb warped and contorted, fracturing segment by segment.

"What a frail divine body... Is this truly a god?!"

Levi bellowed with laughter and swung another fist.

Artu enveloped his left palm in divine arts to fend it off.

Shush!

The divine arts scattered, and his left palm started to disintegrate as well.

"Useless! Useless! Useless!"

Levi's face twisted demonically, brimming with letdown. Ignoring that divine weapon, Artu's power didn't even measure up to the Old Sea Dominator.

Artu burned divine power to mend his form, while surging waves echoed from his rear. A vast Blood Sea Domain unfurled across tens of thousands of miles, teeming with captive spirits.

A shadowy form within the blood sea teleported behind him, thrusting a blade!

Rip—the longsword sliced through the weakened Divine Power Barrier, carving a profound gash across Artu’s back, causing divine power to spill forth.

As Artu hurled divine arts at the blood sea, they were thwarted by its domain.

This realm belonged to it, and having attained level-10, it mirrored the Old Sea Dominator’s [Lightless Black Sea] technique.

The Blood Battle Spirit's involvement widened Levi’s edge even more. The Primordial Spirit Emperor launched melee strikes as Levi hurled spells, creating a devastating dual onslaught.

Artu, who had endured repeated ambushes from Surgard and suffered grave wounds that drained much divine power, now floundered harder under Levi’s unyielding barrage like a tempest. Even his divine weapon as a hidden ace fell flat.

"I... I can’t beat him, yet slaying this foe is the Father God’s command. What now?" Artu yearned to escape deep down but dreaded shaming Ramon.

Shush.

The Blood Sword impaled Artu’s chest, flooding the injury with myriad evil spirits like venom, sapping his remaining divine power.

"No, survival comes first."

Artu shuddered abruptly, unleashing scores of divine arts that hurled Levi back.

Disregarding the divine weapon, he morphed into Divine Light and soared upward without end. Reaching the astral world would restore his divine power, rescuing the incarnation.

"Halt him!"

Levi’s Invisible Secret Word teleported behind Artu in a flash, triggering [Limitless Path], tendrils of blood and flesh sprouting from his form, barbed tips lashing across the emptiness.

These tendrils stabbed into Artu, ensnaring him octopus-style. His shielding divine power eroded them, yet they regrew without cease.

"Wicked creature, fiend!"

Artu stared at Levi as if at a beast, dread swelling within.

"Down you come!"

Levi pulled with savage force, dragging Artu from the heights, his divine body crashing into the blood sea, swarmed by evil spirits. Scarlet and pale Sword Qi intersected wildly, carving the blood sea into chunks, as fire dragons darted amid the chaos.

"Dusk Hall Master, you can’t slay me, but ruin my God’s Incarnation and the mighty Sun God shall descend with divine retribution himself!"

Artu bellowed, rising from the blood sea.

His once-fair visage resembled a cadaver steeped in corrosive acid, decayed and foul, grotesque and repulsive, overrun by insectoid evil spirits on his divine body. Sword Qi had gouged deep furrows into his flesh, exposing the Divine Bone.

Levi brushed off the warnings.

To bar Artu from fleeing once more, the blood and flesh tendrils from his body proliferated and extended, clinging fast despite the searing divine power. He feared a mutual death least of all!

Though the divine body endured, the blood sea’s corrosion accelerated divine power’s drain to horrifying speeds. Artu realized this God’s Incarnation was beyond saving.

"Then perish with me!"

His frame swelled beyond control, divine power surging wildly.

Bang!

The cataclysmic blast vaporized the blood sea, slaying the Blood Battle Spirit on the spot. The Primordial Spirit Emperor dispersed too, while Levi, shielded by the supreme treasure, was still flung tens of thousands of miles, his body shattering into blood mist for the first time before reforming instantly.

The Land of Darkness tore open into a three-thousand-mile void, swallowing all nearby, its shockwave rippling tens of thousands of miles before subsiding.

From the emptiness emerged the Underworld Source River.

Leon, astride a massive steed, scoured the area for traces, his expression clouded with bewilderment.

"Master, why is there no sign of the true soul?"

Levi, caressing the spotless armor, sensed the drain following his spiritual force surge, his mind throbbing as if ready to burst, ears ringing incessantly.

"Cease the search—the God’s Incarnation lacks a true soul. Artu’s essence is tethered to the astral world’s divine fire, residing now on the [Arrogant Sun Plateau]. Thus, without quenching that divine fire, these vermin can’t be eradicated completely."

The Blood Battle Spirit materialized anew, somewhat reduced in stature. It couldn’t truly perish, merely depleted of vitality, requiring a hunt for demons to recharge.

Levi combed the battlefield, uncovering just a faintly glowing divine weapon scimitar and the Musk Bull, cowering on its knees in fright. He couldn’t discern if the shockwave had wrecked it or if Artu had descended with only one divine weapon.

"Is this the Poverty God? He pales against the God Race’s generals."

Levi, eyes fixed on the starlit expanse, guided the bovine away.