Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2895: 588: Dragon of Time! Traces of the Supremes!

Previously on Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method...

Countless years passed in the embryonic universe, where only a few ancient entities endured, and the dark mass evolved into the omnipresent Land of Darkness, a Primordial Spirit merging with the cosmic path amid the dawning Dark Era. The Abyss emerged first, followed by the Underworld and other realms, while the Star Worm concealed itself undetected in the Star Cluster Brain. Levi, having achieved Nine Rings Perfection, compiled the Relic Atlas documenting Primordial Spirits and their scattered artifacts, then awoke in the Ancient Banyan Fairyland to learn of Nightmare World troops mobilizing, promptly alerting the Twilight Round Table. Organizational updates revealed the Ancient Dragon Continent's expansion, rising Children of Chaos through Gandaph's techniques, and the Holy Giant Ape Maya's ascension to Level 9, now coupling with the Storm Star Ape in hopes of hybrid offspring. Levi pondered bloodline fusions, envisioning potential new species like a Chaos Giant Ape.

Perhaps that fellow arrived through the identical path.

Levi intends to experiment with it someday.

Given the expertise and advancements at his disposal right now, success seems possible.

Once Elena signed out, Levi pressed on with his travels.

He went past what used to be the Rainbow Sea, discovering only emptiness there.

This amazing sight depended entirely on the Dusk Spear to maintain it.

Without it, the area turned utterly mundane.

During his travels, he delved into spells ranging from the first-circle up to the sixth-circle in the Spirit Faction, sharing them with folks on the Ancient Dragon Continent to combat nightmares.

...

Two years passed.

Nora Calendar 1702, Blood Battle 1590.

Destruction Heaven, six-layered realm.

Myriad power manifestations swirled around Levi.

Black Whale, Golden Horn Beast, Red Lotus Dragon... Muscles rippling, Levi, wrapped in the might of the six-layered Holy Domain, smashed a fist straight into the emptiness!

Buzz buzz! A hidden shockwave surged outward, wiping out everything in a thousand-mile radius without a sound, resembling a supernova burst, its might utterly horrifying!

Every power manifestation vanished into thin air.

A single strike, and they were obliterated instantly.

"With my current strength, confronting the Dusk Sun God once more, shattering its shell wouldn't take much time," Levi's gaze gleamed brightly.

Reflecting on his clash with Artu, Levi analyzed the encounter.

Setting aside that divine artifact.

The real headache in a God's Incarnation lies in its defensive shield.

Divine power keeps flowing, so the shield endures.

A typical level 9 expert, battling for an entire year, still couldn't pierce it.

They could even get blasted back to their doom by the divine power.

Next come the divine techniques, formidable indeed, yet Levi, shielded by Blood Battle Armor and his balanced hexagonal traits, wouldn't fall in one hit.

Regarding the divine form... it proved far too frail.

It didn't even match the toughness of the Legendary Dragon Clan, but since Gods emerge as faith-born spirits without forging physical forms, that makes sense.

"After I perfect the ten-layered Destruction Sanctuary, these feeble gods will each fall to one punch... it might even shatter the defenses of a mid-tier god."

[Ding! You have reached Mora World.]

A massive shadowy realm unfolded ahead of Levi.

"The once-named Mora World got rechristened Dragon God World by the Brilliant Prison Dragon God, who set up the Church of the Dragon God to pilfer the dragons' destiny and devotion... without the Lord of Chaos's backing, that move would spell suicide."

Levi sniffed the air, catching the thick scent of Dragon Clan's Aura.

"Dragons! Your savior is here!"

...

Mora World.

Towering colossal temples and structures loomed high. Innumerable hybrid dragon clans, sub-dragon kinds, humans with dragon blood, elves bearing dragon lineage, alien races infused with dragon heritage... every sort of dragon-related entity thrived in this stunning domain.

The Dragon God Temple served as the Church's heart.

Rising a hundred thousand feet, this marvel was forged from the Power of Ten Thousand Dragons, mirroring the Brilliant Prison Dragon God's form.

As dawn broke.

Dragons hailing from every corner converged here, engaging in dawn rituals and absorbing the scriptures, their gazes filled with piety, voices booming as they invoked the Brilliant Prison Dragon God's name.

Factoring in the dragon kin, just those assembled here outnumbered all Levi had gathered across two millennia, and their caliber soared even higher.

Dragons, born with innate might, struggle to place faith in anything.

They might at best revere the King of Ten Thousand Dragons, driven by bloodline urges and ancestral honor, as the Star Dragon King counts as a forebear to countless dragons today.

Levi had long sensed that the Church of the King of Ten Thousand Dragons operated in a relaxed fashion, since snagging dragon faith demanded little oversight.

Building on that dragon faith foundation, adding human devotion could yield massive gains.

Truth be told, plenty of dragons within Levi's Ancient Banyan Fairyland held some belief in the King of Ten Thousand Dragons, yet it barely impacted him, so he paid it no mind.

Among the seven true gods, Levi held the highest regard for the Lord of the Stars and the King of Ten Thousand Dragons. In the past, the Church of the Stars' female saint had sought alliance with Levi, but the grand plane merger forced the church to pull back entirely, leaving plans unrealized.

Right then, Levi, posing as a commonplace Earthquake Dragon, blended into the crowd, encircled by sub-dragon types, every one at level 6 or beyond.

"This spot is a real haven; absorbing them all would multiply my Dragon Palace ranks by folds, making the trip absolutely worthwhile."

Atop an elevated stage, a grand dragon-kin colossus clad in verdant scales, boasting level 9 power, intoned the Dragon Holy Scripture.

"Could this be a mix of Ancient Green Dragon and Green Giant? How did it reach level 9? Looks like the Green Giant's lineage ranks impressively high."

The Green Giants in this realm resembled green elves; they formed a colossal folk dwelling in woodlands, offspring of Mountain Giants and Sea Giants, often yielding those gifted with earth and water elemental affinities.

With the holy chants resounding, an unseen mental surge swept through, akin to a bewitching infernal melody, initiating the indoctrination.

Robust wisps of faith power ascended from the plaza like fragrant vapors, drawn into the Black Dragon Temple, lending it vivid animation, as if it stirred to life.

"Now I get it—dragons may be scarce, but their faith packs superior potency; one sub-dragon's devotion outshines that from millions of average humans."

Having grasped the lay of the land, Levi slipped away unnoticed.

He soared to boundless altitudes, surveying the realm below, his form bursting forth with endless scarlet fires, painting a thousand miles in blood-red hues. Molten streams twisted over the Sky Dome, illusory volcanoes erupted from nothing, extending without end.

The ultimate force, Flame Dragon of World Annihilation!

Crimson Emperor Dragon arrives!