Witch: Accumulate Experience Through The Knight Breathing Technique

Chapter 2849: Chapter 580: Unstoppable Momentum, Slaying the Military Lord’s Incarnation!

Eight at level 9, this is the foundation accumulated by the God Race over countless years!

Not to mention the investment in level 9 rare treasures and other resources.

Even its direct intervention could not stop Levi, which is understandable.

It suspects that unless the Main God intervenes personally, even the Wild Dog God might not be able to handle Levi... This person has become unstoppable!

"We must have the return of the other six incarnations, or else this person will defeat them one by one. Years of effort will be destroyed, and it will be extremely difficult to safeguard my master’s Belief Land afterward. Those former rivals will surely take advantage of the situation!"

What Heavenly Father, God of War types, have long been displeased with the Blood Fire Dominator.

If the Main God were to fall in realm, even a minor realm, the consequences would be unimaginable.

...

Three years later.

Nora Calendar 1645, Blood Battle 1533.

Deep in space, a fiercely beautiful lady was casting divine arts, forming layers of barriers around herself.

General number sixteen, Hailan!

The only woman among the Blood Fire Eighteen Generals, level 9 early stage.

"Come out, Dusk Palace Master, I know you’re here."

She cautioned.

Howling sword light shredded the darkness, transforming into a golden river flowing instantly!

Nine-Ring Magic·Nine Swords!

At the end of the river, Levi stood with arms crossed.

"I heard you were once a Grand Wizard... Yet you turned to darkness, joined the God Race, truly disappointing!"

"Hmph, what do you know? Over the past twenty thousand years, I’ve seen many former Grand Wizards depart, yet I’ve lived well. What good is civilization to me?

Serving my master can grant eternal life, obtaining a lifespan that even Legendary Wizards can’t imagine, isn’t that good?"

As she spoke, wings resembling those of angels appeared behind her.

Clearly, she was no longer human.

Levi did not argue, sighing:

"Then all I can say is you chose the wrong side."

The golden river shattered the barrier, Hailan’s body erupted with brilliant Divine Light!

However, it was utterly useless.

"Destroy!"

Levi pointed into the Void, the torrent of Sword Qi engulfing her endlessly.

Soon, only a reluctant soul remained.

"My master is watching you!"

Hailan faced death heroically, then was canned by Leon.

In this operation, she didn’t align with the God Race, instead, personally drew Levi’s attention, allowing the God Race’s main forces to retreat, sacrificing herself to save everyone!

"Eighteen, nine have fallen, only half remain."

Levi murmured, his figure disappearing.

...

Five years later.

Nora Calendar 1650, Blood Battle 1538.

The news of the Dusk Palace Master wreaking havoc among the God Race gradually began to ferment and spread, causing a stir across the lands of the Council of Ten Thousand Clans.

In various strongholds, alien black markets, and many places well-informed, everyone knew about this fierce individual, sweeping through invincibly.

Since making a name, he’s slain nine generals of the God Race. Recently, he even defeated the incarnation of the Seventh Divine General without direct intervention, merely through summoned creatures, the true strength of his person beyond imagination!

The Divine General’s incarnation can be considered quasi-level 10.

To slay such a being, it certainly requires level-10 means!

For most strongmen, hundreds of years pass merely through closed cultivation. In a short span, this person went from level 8 to slaying level 9, then from level 9 to level 10. Another millennium, what then? Perhaps invincible in the universe?

Across the territories of the Council of Ten Thousand Clans, people were in panic.

Many alien species who had joined regretted bitterly. But owing to the Dark Pact, there’s no way to escape, unlike the Void Spirit Clan, which doesn’t have a level-10 backing.

In the unreachable Void dimension.

Within a splendid palace, the Void Emperor basked in the service of beauties. After leaving the Council of Ten Thousand Clans, he felt relaxed with no danger to his life, truly joyful!

"Emperor, major news!"

A member of the Void Spirit Clan hurriedly barged in.

"What is it?"

"Dusk Palace Master has returned, annihilating five generals and one Divine General, now only half of the Blood Fire Eighteen Generals remain?"

"What?! Can the Divine General use the power of incarnation?"

"He did, to no avail."

The Void Emperor pondered silently, feeling gratitude.

"Fortunately, I planned ahead and withdrew, otherwise being entangled in it would be disastrous for my Void Spirit Clan’s population."

As for the supreme treasure, Void Blade, he no longer thought about it.

It’s as if it never existed.

...

The Dark Temple.

Above the vast stellar.

Three Ancients all looked grim.

Although they weren’t the ones suffering losses this time, the day would inevitably come. The problem is, as Plane Sovereigns, they are damnably stuck here.

The Amethyst Saint is fortunate, possessing peak-level 10 power. Being part of the Amethyst Race and within the Amethyst Race Sacred Land, not even a Level 11 should suffice to suppress him.

The Dark Sun Sovereign and Worm Lord aren’t so lucky.

Especially the latter, having lived long but as a Sovereign struggling to improve, stuck at level 10 early stage for nearly ten thousand years... At this rate, within a thousand years, he fears Levi will come knocking to slash him.

The purpose of Nora Council was clear: Legendary Wizards guard the home, sending the unstoppable Levi to strike, hitting wherever aimed!

The God Race was just the beginning, with Levi progressing further, none of these current people in the Council of Ten Thousand Clans can hope to escape!

As level-10 strongmen, rulers of the cosmos, never have they felt so humiliated.

The three remained silent, logging off in desolation.

...

Black Water World.

A remote large-scale world.

On the planet’s surface, filled with miasma and poisonous insects, powerful Alien Insect Venerables clustered here, all being incarnations nurtured by the Worm Lord.

In the Earth Core World, a thousand-mile-long white worm coiled here, the upper half resembling a human, fat beyond measure, it was the Worm Lord’s true body. Through ages of fusion, its flesh had merged with the Black Water World as one, inseparable.

"All Venerables, evacuate Black Water World, find new homes, don’t appear for the next ten thousand years... Lie dormant, waiting for the right moment."

With that, the Worm Lord’s shadows departed the world, vanishing into the deep space of the universe. He always researched the Clone Technique, splitting his soul into countless parts, even if the true body were slain, as long as one duplication survives, it can resurrect, restoring memories, though losing level-10 prowess.

But for now, survival is well enough.

"Alas, this truly is the year of great upheaval, who knows how many Plane Sovereigns will fall as a result, becoming supplies for Nora’s ascension. Sauron, Sauron, you truly planned it well... The Path of Sovereigns, ultimately nothing!"