Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2942: 597: The Fall of the Holy War (part 2)
Previously on Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method...
The Twilight Temple produced its 23rd variety of Mythical Bloodline, as the Middle Generation's Thousand Illusion Knight, Dark Moon Knight, and Steel Dragon Knight each broke through to the Level 8 Realm in turn. As a result, all knights from the old and middle generations have now attained the Level 8 Realm.
Three years afterward, during Nora 1845.
The Divine Light Knight declared his seclusion and stepped back willingly from the 18 Twilight Cavalry lineup. Following fierce rivalry, Snake Knight Raylo emerged victorious and claimed a seat at the round table.
Stepping away doesn't spell the end; for someone of the Divine Light Knight's stature, fresh chances could propel him back into the spotlight with fresh triumphs.
Over two millennia have elapsed.
The formidable lineup of 18 Mythical Bloodline Knights in the Twilight Temple has taken initial shape. It's possible that just a handful will ultimately climb to level 10. Yet the groundwork stands firm; what follows is steady progress, shattering personal boundaries!
Beyond the 18 Twilight Cavalry, the scene remains just as impressive.
Each Mythical Knight shines like a brilliant star across the heavens.
Should the Twilight Temple one day produce 108 Mythical Knights, it would mirror the 108 Stars of Heavenly Gang and Earthly Sha! With their iron-shod hooves charging forward, even colossal foes would tremble!
...Time flowed on, adding another 22 years.
In the Nora Calendar 1867, Blood Battle 1755.
The Black Water World approaches the final stages of its fusion.
The vast realm once shrouded in gloom has vanished entirely, while upon the lofty divine tree in the skies, a fresh world emerges into being.
The divine tree's silhouette slowly fades away,
Within the Ancient Banyan Fairyland, an immense tree spans a thousand miles high, its vast canopy spanning ten thousand miles wide, positioned at the world's heart, radiating an aura that eclipses typical Level 9 power.
Its roots delve deep into the broadened Land of Man across the Three Realms, its treetop pierces the Heavenly Realm, and its limbs craft mountain ranges where the Dragon Clan dwells.
Countless members of the Groot Clan thrive under this colossal tree, building a rudimentary society that reveres and makes pilgrimages to Mana, hailing her as a god.
High above, three luminous portals hover in the emptiness, leading to the small Ice Sea Secret Realm, the medium Black Swamp Secret Realm, and the large Black Water Secret Realm in sequence.
A massive ordeal hung ominously, as Blood Vortex Venerable clashed through it for half a day until resolution. Though sorely tested, it erupted in profound joy.
"I... I actually reached level 9?"
Even at this point, disbelief lingers within it.
By all reason, the Vortex Beast bloodline caps at Level 8 Peak, and no tales from its forebears mention any reaching level 9.
Yet, ascending to Secondary Plane Sovereign status delivered creation's feedback through Mana's rise, shattering that barrier.
It transformed into a groundbreaking legendary Turbellarian!
Levi hadn't anticipated this turn. In the end, he chalked it up to the Divine Tree Power's overwhelming force, allowing fortune to elevate its bloodline.
Occurrences like this prove elusive and impossible to force.
A plump youthful form materialized, offering a profound bow to Mana:
"Thank you, Lady Mana, for bestowing rebirth upon me!"
Now, its existence binds inseparably to the Creation God Mana. Should Mana bid it depart at three, it would vanish before five.
Still, given its level 10 prowess, Levi keeps the Black Emperor’s Enslavement intact for caution, intending to release it only when he or Mana hits level 10.
"No need for thanks; our successes intertwine, as without your aid, I couldn't have ascended to the Ninth Level Realm." Mana sensed the vibrant power coursing through her.
As a divine tree, she stands apart from fellow level 9 beings.
She wields the Ancient Banyan Fairyland's forces at will; inside its bounds, not even a mid-stage level 9 could overpower her—only a late-stage level 9 might hold their own. Naturally, beyond the fairyland, she counts as a standard level 9, lacking unique edges.
Levi arrived in the Black Water World, home to the Worm Lord’s tribe, where many remain unaware their domain has turned into a secret realm.
"Swold, from now on, you'll serve as the Secret Realm Master. I'll dispatch teams to cultivate the Black Water Secret Realm, and you'll ensure their smooth collaboration."
"Understood, master."
After a century of seclusion, the merger concluded at last, leaving Levi exhilarated; he promptly organized a lavish feast spanning the Three Realms, celebrating for three full days!
Returning to the outer world, his eyes fixed afar.
"Next up, the final leg of this odyssey... Holy War Monarch, are you prepared?" Levi whispered to himself.
His spiritual force now totals 69,600 points, boosted by 70% to 118,000, fulfilling the legendary benchmark, though the purity falls short. Still, the Chaos Faction’s raw strength makes up for it, handily handling early-stage level 10 threats.
Recently, the Black Emperor Dragon Breathing Technique notched a slight advance, with Invisible Sanctuary Seven Realms excelling in power, speed, and defense—all at late-stage level 9 levels.
To this day, he commands 34 layers of Holy Domain Power.
Plus the Worm Lord, alongside two level 10 combatants in the Star Dragon Spirit and Blood Battle Spirit, and a host of near-level 10 assets like the Eight Formation Map and Seven Disasters Pearl.
The Holy War Army Master boasts middling talent, mired at early-stage level 10 for millennia, and as a Plane Sovereign, Levi feels confident in slaying him.
The sole concern remains his ultimate artifact:
Sunset Moonfall Halberd, holding 36th place in the Pan-Plane rankings.
"My own divine weapon hasn't hit level 10 yet, so until it does, this supreme treasure will lead my arsenal in battle."
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Holy War World.
Even after nearly two centuries without the Twilight Palace Master, echoes of his dominance keep the remaining Divine Generals and Generals on perpetual edge.
The final nine of the Blood Fire Eighteen Generals now patrol the world's eight corners relentlessly, conducting exhaustive sweeps, ever poised for the epic clash against the Twilight Palace Master.
Deep in the Holy War Sanctuary.
The Holy War Army Master, arrayed in gleaming Golden Armor, drills combat techniques without pause, day and night, honing his prowess in pursuit of greater might.