Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2911: 591: The Fall of the Grey Mist Monarch!
Previously on Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method...
Countless tentacles of gray mist lashed out ferociously, as Levi twisted and evaded, getting struck now and then, which made his silhouette burst apart. The might of a level 10 mid-stage powerhouse was fearsome beyond measure.
The assault from the Gray Mist Monarch intensified with every passing moment.
"I won't accept that I can't take you down!"
Thump.
A crimson longsword stabbed right through the Gray Mist Monarch's skull.
"Pointless, for I too hold genuine immortality, being the embodiment of fog itself. What on earth could wipe out mist? Absolutely nothing!"
The Gray Mist Monarch brushed off the strike from the Blood Battle Spirit.
While Levi weaved through the chaos, his mind raced with thoughts.
"Should I possess Gargamel's sealing methods, handling the Gray Mist Monarch would prove far simpler. Its powers resemble those of the earlier Poison Smoke Lady."
Once he wraps up matters with the spirit and space sects, he intends to delve into sealing arts.A quarter-hour passed, and the Gray Mist Monarch stared at the unkillable Levi, his expression darkening.
"This can't be... It has to stem from that crimson ultimate artifact's strength! Why doesn't something so incredible belong to me!" Undeterred, it pressed on with its onslaught.
Levi kept evading nonstop, appearing utterly unable to fight back.
Half an hour in, a spark of delight lit up his features.
"I've located it."
Across the spherical realm, a Pure White Dragon, shielded by the Blood Battle Spirit and Primordial Spirit Emperor, smashed through layers of blocking barriers to arrive at an empty expanse.
In this spot lay a faint spatial tear, nearly impossible to notice. It served as the linking point for the spherical space, the vulnerable spot in the Gray Mist Domain.
Aboard the Chaos Dragon, bursts of spell radiance flared up, as Levi unleashed 70% spiritual force enhancement along with 500% Giant Power!
Spells like Nine Suns Suspended in the Sky, All Creation Thunder, Fire Dragon Tribulation, and more devastating incantations hammered the node, shaking the entire spherical space with fury.
"What? No way!"
The Gray Mist Monarch's countenance twisted in shock. This foe had pinpointed the defect in his domain, a spot elusive even to many level-10 beings.
Endless barrages of spells and Sword Qi assaults flooded forth, while the Gray Mist Monarch poured every ounce of effort into holding it steady, blocking Levi's path to survival.
Levi's brow furrowed; even these brutal strikes failed to break the shield quickly, suggesting he might need that ultimate technique... Yet then, his eyes caught a rune on the Chaos Dragon, unactivated and glowing with peculiar sheen.
"Decomposition Technique!"
Zap!
A beam of light beyond words slammed into the quivering node.
Crash!
The glassy barrier cracked and fragments vanished... Viewed from a God's Eye, the gray mist realm resembled a balloon losing air, thick fog spilling into the Land of Darkness.
As the gray mist faded away, a stunned look emerged within.
"Sauron's Great Disintegration Technique? Wait, no! This isn't it."
Dread surged unbidden in the Gray Mist Monarch's core.
Usually, Nightmare Monarchs like them held no fear for Legendary Wizards... Yet the emergence of the Decomposition Technique flipped everything.
Its essence mirrored a lunatic brandishing a nuclear bomb; Legendary Wizards seldom deployed Decomposition Techniques against foes, reserving them for desperate ends.
With the domain in ruins, the Gray Mist Monarch realized the assassination plot had collapsed, and given the Dusk Palace Master's cunning, he had surely escaped millions of miles distant.
"Perish!"
A longsword enveloped in 26 layers of Holy Domain Power swung down!
Levi prepared to flee, yet prior to departing... he needed to land one blow!
He aimed to gauge the gap between him and a level-10 mid-stage!
The Gray Mist Monarch's body turned to vapor, striving to evade the blade!
Sword Qi tore through the thick fog, detonating on impact.
Stars glittered across the sky in vibrant hues.
"Cough cough cough..."
The Gray Mist Monarch's shape appeared somewhat fainter.
"With an opening, you choose not to escape... Such hubris!"
A serpentine mist dragon coiled forth, clouding Levi's sight.
His spiritual force had surpassed 100,000, unleashing innate spells of ninth-to-tenth-circle potency freely.
Dozens of fire dragons threaded the fog, bursting apart.
These tactics inflicted mere superficial wounds on the Gray Mist Monarch, far from fatal, yet their volume created some strain.
Still, the real headache was that blood-red armor. Countless assaults bounced off it, and the backlash failed to slay Levi. This stood as Sauron's ultimate safeguard, the toughest defense across the Multidimensional Plane, forged just for Levi!
It understood that persisting would yield but one outcome... defeat for the level 10 mid-stage itself, improbable as it seemed, yet the reality shone through.
"Hmph, today I'll let you live!"
"Trying to go?" Levi chuckled. "You're a level 10 mid-stage, right? I'm staying put, so why flee? Come, battle me properly!"
Spells and Sword Qi relentlessly targeted the fog, with the wizard tower and Eight Formation Map looming in the starry expanse, straining to ensnare the Gray Mist Monarch, only for it to shatter them effortlessly.
Using his present abilities, overpowering or wearing down the enemy posed no issue.
Yet halting a level 10 mid-stage determined to depart was impossible.
"Don't get too cocky yet, others will come for you!"
The fog scattered like fleeing insects, vanishing into nothingness, leaving Levi to jot it down mentally for future vengeance.
All at once, his face shifted.
He witnessed the world around reversing like time itself, the escaped fog pulling back against its will...
"Curse you, Hera!"
The Gray Mist Monarch bellowed.
Levi observed the wondrous spectacle as an onlooker. Billions bore the name Hera across the Multidimensional Plane, but just one could drain the color from the Gray Mist Monarch:
Void Holy Seat Hera!
Bearing the Pan-Plane's supreme relic, second only to the Dark Ancient Tower—the [Death Throne]—formerly the third mightiest after the Fire Sovereign.