Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2876: 585: Kicking Away the Brilliant Prison Dragon God! The Ferocious Might of the Six Emperor Dragons!

Levi delved into the study of this spell, driven by a deep caution toward that enigmatic figure.

His gaze fixed on the Heart-stealing Demon Crystal Core for close examination and scrutiny, where intricate and arcane runes faintly shimmered within his eyes, drawing him fully into the depths of his investigation.

In the meantime.

The massive banyan tree rustled and expanded, its limbs extending outward in every direction, unleashing a surging presence of late-stage level 8 that pierced the heavens, while Mana, clad in verdant robes, beamed with delight across her features.

"Hehe, late stage!"

Not all of the leftover Divine Tree Power from the Cherry Blossom Beast’s horn had been fully utilized; should she absorb it entirely, attaining the Peak Realm of Level 8 seemed within reach.

The sole path to level 9 lay through the Golden Sacred Realm.

With its power surging forward, the Three Realms visibly stretched out into the Chaotic Void, as Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water underwent relentless reshaping. After a full month, the Ancient Banyan Fairyland experienced a profound upheaval.

Stretching two hundred thousand miles from east to west and one hundred eighty thousand miles from north to south, rising ten thousand feet in height and spanning nine thousand miles in depth—the dimensions had now achieved elite status among medium worlds.

Upon reaching level 10, it ought to stand equal to the Gray Eagle World in might.

"So itchy."

Mana glanced downward at her feet.

From the tangled roots, vibrant crimson blossoms suddenly erupted, flourishing and fading away in a mere moment, yielding fruits of a dull yellowish-brown hue.

A month onward, those fruits split apart.

A tiny tree spirit, no taller than a foot, leaped free, latching onto the roots and eagerly tasting Mana’s sweet "feet."

"Mana, mama..."

Mana jumped in surprise: "Could this mean I’ve unwittingly birthed my own kin? Ever since merging with the Sakura Ancestor’s power, my command over the divine tree has grown far more profound."

As days turned to weeks, increasing numbers of these small tree spirits emerged from the roots. They chattered boisterously, crying out "mama" while drawing nourishment from Mana’s "fragrance" to thrive.

Though the tree spirits lacked the combat prowess of typical humans, Mana sensed their unyielding vitality and promise that matched the elves in splendor.

"Levi, Levi, hurry over and look!"

Mana summoned Levi to her side.

"What’s going on?"

"See, I’ve got children now."

"..."

Levi seized hold of a wriggling little tree spirit.

"It carries your essence without a doubt; this has to be the kin you’ve brought into being."

"Looks that way—I simply dozed off and awoke to find them here."

"That’s wonderful. How many have appeared up to now?"

"More than three hundred."

"Aim for tens or even hundreds of thousands more."

"... Don’t stir up chaos; these are my very first created kin—what name do you suggest for them?"

"Name them the [Groot Clan], as part of your [Ancient Rong Guard Team], and work toward forging even more fascinating lineages."

"Groot—it has a nice ring."

And so, a band of charming tree spirits came into existence.

Levi’s analysis revealed that the young of the Groot Clan possessed modest abilities, boasting tough hides akin to bark yet vulnerable to flames like any tree.

Furthermore, the Groot Clan emerged with a strong bond to the Earth element, allowing them to cast basic wood spells with ease.

Such as [Vine Entanglement], [Tree Branch Strangulation], and the like.

Out of the 300 Groots, five displayed exceptional affinity for elements, on par with a wizard’s triple aptitude, leaving it unclear if they could pursue the wizard’s path.

Should they succeed, that would prove astonishing, for the Groots’ natural gifts rivaled those of the Pandora elves.

In time, with proper nurturing, they might form yet another force of spellcasters.

Besides, the Groot Clan’s bodies far outstripped the elves in durability, even if their looks fell short in comparison... but such things held little weight.

Much like the elves, the inaugural generation could produce offspring on their own, beyond just Mana’s direct creation.

Naturally, the second generation’s talents and prospects tended to lag behind the first, a typical flaw in the Divine Tree’s lineages and a subtle leash wielded by the Divine Tree itself.

Regardless, Levi brimmed with eager expectation.

A thriving ecosystem centered on Mana took shape, and from the moment the initial Groot arrived, Mana ascended as the divine guardian of an entire race and budding civilization.

...

Two years onward.

Nora 1680.

The silver spaceship eased its velocity to a halt, lingering in the emptiness of space.

Before them sprawled a vast world bathed in shades of green, yellow, and blue.

Nalarayan, the zenith of the Beast Master civilization.

Ritter’s heart raced with thrill: "Home!"

Maya peered with keen interest: "I’ve visited this place once, though I never mustered the courage to step inside."

Rowling yawned lazily: "Our fifty-year voyage draws to a close at last."

Levi stowed the spaceship away: "Come on, let’s greet those two esteemed seniors."

As they neared the crystal wall, Rowling intentionally unleashed her legendary aura, sending an unseen ripple across the Nalarayan World.

Before long, two formidable level 9 presences erupted skyward—a colossal blue ape resembling a mountain and a immense bird akin to a Fire Bird burst through the void to approach.

Atop their forms, two individuals positioned themselves distinctly.

They eyed Levi and his companions with sharp suspicion.

The warrior clad in frost armor inquired:

"Have you come merely to pause here?"

Typically, visitors who broadcast the might of powerhouses without breaching the barrier traveled with peaceful intent, signaling their arrival; those harboring malice slipped in covertly.

"Ritter? Weren’t you off on your travels?" The woman with fiery red hair, armored in blazing plates, cast a look toward Ritter in the background.

Ritter grinned: "Extreme Cold King, Fiery Fire Heavenly King, I’ve returned, accompanied by some allies. This is the Dusk Hall Master, and here’s Lady Rowling, hailing from the wizard civilization. We seek an audience with the Legendary Emperor and Mother of Sea King regarding vital concerns."