Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2905: 590: Sauron’s Golden Finger
Previously on Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method...
One day, the 18 Twilight Cavalry shall depart from Nora, traverse the Multidimensional Plane on patrols, establish outposts, and rise to serve as the 18 majestic pillars upholding the immense Great Nora World.
"Chirp chirp chirp."
Jin placed hands on hips, gazing down at the Hound with clear contempt, sensing the isolation of a supreme expert perched far beyond reach, while yet another fierce rivalry loomed near.
It yearned to claim the title of Treasure Hunter King!
After beholding the Primordial Relics strewn throughout the skies, Levi eyed the Dark Ancient Tower with boundless excitement. Three hundred thousand years had elapsed, so the Primordial Things gathered in this place certainly extended beyond merely the Golden Electric Sword Grass; deeper secrets had to lie concealed inside.
"Let’s do it, let’s do it."
A single day passed, and guided by the Hound, Levi reached a vast silver-white mountain range, filled in every direction with mithril ores.
"So many, not bad at all."
Though mithril appeared as a basic material, it remained an essential asset for wizards in every field, vital for Forging and Weapon Refinement alike.
"Start digging!"
From behind him, an army of shadows materialized and set to work excavating.
In mere moments, a massive crater spanning tens of thousands of miles formed, as the Eternal Star Abyss consumed the metals without end, like an insatiable void.
"Who dares disturb my rest?!"
A furious roar erupted abruptly from the pit's depths, accompanied by a surging wave of Frost power. A colossal pure white dragon, radiating the might of a level 8 peak, tore through the ground and charged forth.
Frost Wings Sethelde, a genuine pure-blood dragon from the Five-colored Ancient Dragons, an Ancient White Dragon of the Frost Dragon Clan, aged 25,000 years...
Normally, given its longevity, it would have matured into adulthood ages ago. Regrettably, ever since hatching, a strange barrier had held it back.
This force eternally barred it from true maturity.
As a result, it lingered at level 8 peak.
Luckily, no other powerhouses existed in this realm, positioning Sethelde as the ultimate force and allowing it unchallenged rule over the domain.
Even better, not long before, it had sought out its longtime foe, the Fiery Flame Devourer Ilos, only to find the creature vanished.
Undoubtedly, the rival had fled in terror from its prowess.
Isolated like falling snow, it resorted to profound slumber.
That peace shattered today, roused by an intruder.
"Feel the fury of the Frost Wings!"
Sethelde unveiled its pale-gold dragon eyes, only to freeze in shock at the sight of the vast shadow army encircling it, with some warriors surpassing even its own strength.
Convinced it dreamed a nightmare, it shook its head vigorously.
Regaining clarity, a swordsman in black armor appeared before it.
He offered a warm smile, reminiscent of a veteran farmer reaping a bountiful yield.
"You're called Frost Wings? I'm missing an Ancient Silver Dragon; join me."
Sethelde first burned with anger, tempted to demand who this intruder believed himself to be.
But an innate sense of peril caused it to falter, eventually whispering:
"Alright, I'll go with you... but who are you?"
Levi gestured toward the heavens and grinned assuredly:
"I am the Master of the Dragon Palace."
Unseen behind Levi, the forms of ten thousand dragons materialized, ascending into the air, their myriad gazes fixed upon the Frost Wings.
"Sethelde pays respect to the Lord!"
The Frost Wings wondered if this was all a dream, yet refrained from voicing doubt or inquiry, submitting in a daze to the Dragon Palace.
Levi clapped in delight; in under a century, he had secured the second variety of Five-colored Ancient Dragon, requiring only three more to satisfy his urge for completion.
Upon entering the Dragon Palace, the Frost Wings felt utterly stunned.
"So many female dragons."
Though shy of level 9, it had long reached maturity and, within the ancient tower, found no suitable mate, forcing unions with lesser beings.
This Dragon Palace resembled paradise, brimming with alluring dragons everywhere. Now convinced of a delightful dream, it surrendered to the bliss.
"Hehehe... hehehe."
Leveraging its untainted Dragon Clan lineage, soon after arrival, numerous female dragons flocked to it, nestling close, granting it joys worthy of an immortal.
Levi pressed on with the mining, also gathering the Frost Wings’ Dragon Sons and Grandsons into the Dragon Palace. Once finished, he sought out the Frost Wings.
"During your time here, did you uncover any Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures?"
The Frost Wings reluctantly presented a hoard of gold and silver treasures. Levi sifted through the pile, eventually unearthing a faint miniature throne projection.
It gleamed in bright silver, etched with enigmatic metallic runes that shimmered mysteriously.
"This... Is this the Sun Refining Artifact [Silver Order]?"
Levi brimmed with joy; he stood to gain yet another extraordinary item.
"Refining this oddity will push Victor to the Eight Ring Limit, and after branding the Witch Mark, he can ascend to the ninth-circle, emerging as this world's premier distant swordmaster!"
A golden finger rare treasure materialized in his grasp.
"I won't claim it without compensation; take these 1 billion Fate Coins."
Gold poured down in a torrent like rainfall, leaving the Frost Wings staring in awe at the cascading wealth, saliva trickling as it muttered:
"May this endless dream persist forever!"
...
A month afterward.
The Hound uncovered another Tai Stone Mine, yielding over 80 billion Aether Stones.
Two months on.
The Hound unearthed a massive deposit of level 9 Ore, rich in [Heiger’s Gold].
Refusing to lag behind, Jin located for Levi a rare Sun Refining Artifact [Thunder Dragon’s Heart], plus numerous Bright Moon and Morning Star Artifacts.
As the companion creature's power grew, Jin’s talent for unearthing treasures eclipsed its former feats, and amid the Ninth Layer's boundless expanse, where eons had piled up untold riches over hundreds of thousands of years, Levi reaped steady minor finds each day, punctuated by grand discoveries.
In the art of treasure hunting, both expertise and fortune play only auxiliary roles.