Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2897: 588: The Dragon of Time! Traces of the Supremes!
Previously on Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method...
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Kard World.
"The Dragon Clan has no need to worship the Brilliant Prison Dragon God! Every one of us dragons serves as our own redeemer, forging our personal legends! Dragons, charge with me and crush this Church!"
As the Crimson Emperor Dragon delivered his fervent declaration, a swarm of hybrid dragon bloodlines and lesser dragon breeds surged ahead, swiftly overpowering the Church of the Dragon God.
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Lunda World.
"I stand as the Dragon King! All who seek prosperity, join my ranks! I’ve discovered a splendid new realm, untouched by conflict or demise!"
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Dal World.
"We too can claim this role as Brilliant Prison Dragon King under the Dragon God. Curse that Church of the Dragon God, too stingy to share even a single Dragon Scale Fruit, while hypocritically claiming God cherishes every dragon? Brothers, stick with me, and you’ll never go hungry!"
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Years passed swiftly, marking three years onward.
Nora Calendar 1705, Blood Battle 1593.
Through Levi’s persistent coaxing, blending cunning tricks and persuasive words, he freed three additional dragon clan realms, granting liberty to countless thousands of dragons. They aligned with a boundless organization brimming with promise:
Dragon Palace!
In that span, the Brilliant Prison Dragon God only deployed faint divine projections to obstruct Levi, refraining from sending angels or divine avatars to interfere.
With four realms under his control, Levi halted his advances, since distant faith territories lay too remote. Facing the looming assault from the Nightmare World, it made sense to head back soon; moreover, he wasn’t ready to fully challenge the Brilliant Prison Dragon God at this stage.
This sufficed for the moment; upon hitting level-10, Levi planned to resume his bold ventures.
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Silver spaceship.
Levi’s Deep Red Eyes fluttered open.
"This operation has skyrocketed the Radiant Prison Dragon King’s grudge meter, dominating the main display... Why does that Nightmare Monarch keep pursuing me? With the battle prowess I’ve shown lately, it shouldn’t pose a lethal threat anymore... Am I being too hopeful?"
He shut his third eye, and a peculiar look gradually spread across Levi’s face.
"This Nightmare Monarch imagines it’s concealed perfectly, oblivious to my awareness of it ages ago. Soon, I’ll toy with it in a game of cat and mouse, dragging it across realms, all while grabbing every chance to train and boost my power... Then, I’ll feign capture on purpose, delivering a shocking blow."
Armed with Deep Red Eyes, Levi held no fears, even if the Nightmare Monarch’s origins remained a mystery, blocking any precise analysis of its powers... Yet that was irrelevant, for raw might could shatter any skill.
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Astral World.
Chaos Wasteland.
"It infuriates me! It infuriates me!"
In the Bright Prison Divine Country, the Nightmare Black Dragon’s furious bellows echoed thunderously.
The Emperor of Torture kept offering reassurances without pause:
"Lord, allow his arrogance a temporary reign; once the Main God emerges from the astral depths, we’ll lay a trap at a faith territory and snare him in one fell swoop."
"Blast it, setting up faith domains for the Dragon Clan proves far tougher than for any other species; those four domains represented all my painstaking efforts!"
Tears nearly welled in the Brilliant Prison Dragon God’s eyes.
His seat as Dragon God had barely settled in before turmoil struck. Linking to the astral world at this juncture truly felt like the worst timing.
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Likewise within the Thousand Hills Countries.
Giant Dragon Mountain Range, past the Dragon God’s Gate, lay the Divine Kingdom of the King of Ten Thousand Dragons.
"Snort, snort!"
A massive thunderous rumble signaled the Dragon King’s deep snores.
"My Lord, my Lord, urgent tidings."
A Dragon Wing Angel swooped in, rousing the Dragon King from slumber.
The swirling nebula cleared, unveiling a colossal silver-white dragon, its Golden Dragon Eyes radiating immense Dragon’s Might that eclipsed the Light Holy Ancient Dragon and matched the Mind Dragon’s prowess.
Upon receiving the update from his underling, the Dragon King responded with lazy indifference:
"I’m aware; you can withdraw now."
It sealed its eyes shut, visions of a starry expanse filling its thoughts: a colossal entity blending dragon, horse, dog, and humanoid traits, roaming the cosmos and guiding the celestial bodies.
The Star Shepherd, Ruler of the Stars, whose authentic shape was that of a Star Beast.
"Stars, I sense the moment draws near."
The Dragon King pondered silently.
The Star Beast remarked:
"I detect it as well; the troublemaker disrupting the Radiant Prison Dragon King’s faith sites commands six Supreme Bloodlines. Should he ascend to Level 11, his feats along the Bloodline Path could eclipse even those who once nearly toppled the astral world."
Anticipation gleamed in the Dragon King’s gaze as it declared:
"Yet his triumphs will undoubtedly exceed the ancients, thanks to his pursuit of the Chaos Wizard path as well. At Level 11, he’d outmatch Sauron. Such a paramount route equals multiple standard supremes."
The Star Beast affirmed:
"True enough; this era might truly bring salvation. Though Sauron lacked peak strength, his cunning and scheming outshone even us elder existences and fellow ancients, earning our respect."
Sadness shadowed the Dragon King’s eyes:
"Alas, to aid our scheme, my sibling’s Supreme Bloodline fragmented, dispersing through the cosmos; I wonder if reunion awaits us."
The Star Beast encouraged:
"Hold onto hope; I’ve glimpsed my kin’s essence within the Dusk Palace Master. Seas evaporate to clouds, clouds form rain, rain feeds rivers, rivers flow to oceans; the eternal Bloodline endures unbroken.
One dragon perishes, myriad dragons rise.
We grasp it well: the Dragon King’s will persists forever."
The Dragon King proclaimed:
"After lurking through three epochs, dawn at last breaks."
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Indescribable Dimension.
Myriad blood vessels tore through the void, each inhalation and exhalation from the colossal form seeming to draw in and release the vast universe itself, a mere breath capable of annihilating a realm.
"Sauron ultimately wielded the Evolution Stone Plate; I’ve tread that road before—can it truly yield fresh results for him?
Wizards and knights, flesh and soul, bloodline and lore—does he aim to fuse them all, forging ahead to the supreme path and shattering Level 11 barriers at once?
Intriguing, yet I’ll press on with my bloodline’s infernal cultivation technique. Having blazed this trail once, the mighty Kars refuses to retrace it!"
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Red Plane.
Earth Core Land.
Relentless echoes of forging hammered the air.
The Fire Sovereign gripped a colossal hammer forged from a white dwarf star remnant, slamming it against a mighty greatsword ahead, where nine suns dangled along its edge.
"Heave ho, heave ho!"
After endless blows, beyond the nine suns, a tenth slowly ascended. One sun equaled one world; thus, a mightier supreme artifact emerged.
"[Dead Sun Ten Prisons]... Does this qualify as a Cosmic Treasure?"
The Fire Sovereign polished the blade clean.
It took eons, journeys across the Multidimensional Plane to gather ten extinct suns, solely to craft this blade—yet only Sauron had clashed against its sharpness.
"Ten suns fade, ten suns ascend... The Primordial Fire that ignited endless night—how could it simply die out? When the hour strikes, I’ll first fell the astral world’s foe and temper it into the sword, reshaping the Sword Bone, birthing the Sword Soul, awakening the Sword Spirit! Did you foresee this, Dusk Palace Master... I reign as the Multidimensional Plane’s inaugural Sword God!"