Wizards: Begin Liver Experience with Knight Breathing

Chapter 594: The Seven Disasters Ancient Clan! The Lord Returns! (Long chapter, please vote and subscribe)
Two years later.

Nora calendar year 1722, bloody battle 1610 years.

The forgotten land, the world of black gold.

As one of the few places rich in resources, it has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times. Thousands of years ago, the Black Scale Clan swept across the world and acquired ownership of the mine.

But not long after, the Red Scale Clan also moved to the Forgotten Land. The two major clans were naturally in conflict with each other, and their ancestors had some grievances that accumulated from generation to generation.

Hatred reached its peak in the Black Gold World, erupting like a volcano. In this way, the Millennium Black Gold War began, and generations of tribesmen have been fighting to this day.

On the battlefield, the two tribes deployed hundreds of strong men above level six, and the general commanders were all strong men of level nine. The number of the lower-level scale tribe was even more difficult to count.

A war of this scale is already at the top level in the Forgotten Land.

The black gold world was divided into two, with thousands of miles of barren land on one side and surging black water on the other. In the center, a white mist rose into the sky, filling the sky and forming a natural boundary.

On this day, for some reason, another big battle broke out, and the battlefield was filled with the sound of bloodshed. The ninth-level black scale tribe and the ninth-level red scale tribe sometimes fought with fists, and sometimes fought with fire and water, which was very intense.

Black Ghost Knicks and Red Ghost Rex are the two ceilings of the Black and Gold Battlefield and the leaders of their respective tribes, both of whom have reached the middle stage of level nine.

The two were evenly matched, and they had fought for a thousand years without a clear winner. Today he won, tomorrow you won. But this time, the red ghost was particularly confident.

It looked at its old rival and said, "Give up, nigger. This feud that has lasted for 100,000 years should end."

The black man sneered:
"It's time to end it. We were the ones who discovered this black gold mine. Get out!"

The red ghost snapped his fingers.

"Haha, you don't know that you are about to die... Red Dog, come out."

The flowing flames on the ground outlined a giant magic circle with a radius of one hundred miles. A huge red-haired dog came out. It was ten thousand feet tall and exuded the aura of an early ninth level.

Legendary creature. Red Hell Demonic Mastiff. This big dog looks like a Tibetan Mastiff, with sturdy and powerful limbs comparable to a golden lion, and drooling all over.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

The demon mastiff turned into a red light and pounced towards the black ghost, carrying a thousand miles of red flames.

The black man's expression changed slightly.

"No wonder you are so confident that you managed to tame such a legendary beast... It's a pity that after a thousand years of fighting, your wife doesn't understand you as well as I do. When I saw that you hadn't been seen for a year, I knew that you were looking for a trump card. How could I not be on guard?"

A black shadow flew in the air and punched the red dog in the chest. The giant mastiff felt the pain and flew back. It was a strange man with a particularly sturdy figure, covered with blue-black scales, and who also controlled the power of Feng Shui. It stared at the red dog with blood-red eyes, looking bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty, as if it had no reason at all.

Seeing this, the red ghost's face changed drastically: "Black ghost, are you crazy? Your Black Scale Clan actually secretly cultivated the [Forbidden Scale Clan]!"

People don’t know that the Black Scale and Red Scale tribes were actually one family a long time ago.

In ancient times, there was a clan in the multidimensional plane whose power was great enough to rank among the top ten in the pan-plane. That clan was the [Ancient Clan of the Seven Disasters].

Also known as the [Seven-Colored Scale Clan].

Although the ancients were not as strong as the giants, their bodies were equally good. They were born with control over at least one elemental force.

The fewer types of elemental powers you master, the faster you grow. Conversely, the slower you grow, but you will have few rivals in the same realm and can fight ten enemies at once.

When the Seven Disasters Ancient Clan flourished, wizard civilization was still in the ancient times of ignorance and was far inferior to the Scale Clan. The Ancient Clan established a powerful Seven Color Empire.

At that time, there were many level nine warriors in the Seven Color Empire, hundreds of them...but the strange thing was that with so many level nine warriors, they could not produce a level ten warrior. If it were any other civilization, there should be at least ten level ten warriors.

So even though there were so many strong people in the middle and high levels, this tribe could never be called a top tribe. Otherwise, it should have become a civilization second only to the Giant Empire. Until one day, a fierce man was born.

That is the 9th generation [Lord of the Seven Disasters. Monks]. He was born with the ability to control the energy of earth, fire, wind and water, and was initially considered to be a [born waste].

Similar to wizards, mastering too many factions at the same time will inevitably lead to slower growth and cultivation. The difference is that wizards and children of chaos can actively choose to practice a single faction and specialize. If the ancients are born with four factions, they can only passively accept it and cannot specialize.

The growth rate of the ancients is far slower than that of wizards. Even if they only master a single element, their growth rate is comparable to that of wizards, which is the level of dual-element affinity. They cannot be compared with the elemental children of wizards.

One can imagine how difficult it is to be born with a disabled body.

As a tough guy, Monks naturally wants to break the rules. Although he has poor talent, he is extremely hardworking, very kind to others, and has good luck and popularity.

Although its practice is slow, it can always break through the realm without any danger when approaching the deadline. Sometimes it is helped by noble people, and sometimes it is a chance from heaven.

Just like that, it unexpectedly reached the ninth level, and finally broke free from the shackles, becoming the first and last tenth-level powerhouse of the Seven Disasters Ancient Clan.

After Monks reached level ten, he integrated earth, fire, wind and water into one, mastered the power of chaos, and expanded the power of thunder, gold and frost, thus becoming an unprecedented controller of seven energy systems. He called himself: [Seven Disaster God Lord], also known as the "Seven-Colored Scale Lord".

After reaching level ten, the Seven-Colored Scale Lord became the best among level ten. Except for the top powerhouses in the Giant Empire, he was already a giant-level existence.

Its body was as strong as a giant, and it could control seven types of spells at the same time. Many people at that time were optimistic about its promotion to the Supreme.

Unfortunately, the Seven-Colored Scale Lord died not long after reaching level 10. At that time, the four evil gods of chaos were causing chaos in the Seven-Colored Empire. It fought one against four, with unparalleled strength, and fought against the four medium-level gods for a long time, but unfortunately it was still defeated.

It seemed that Monks had used up the luck of the Seven-Colored Scale Clan. Since then, this clan could no longer produce a level ten strongman, and was even targeted by the Lord of Chaos. After a long period of evolution, it gradually split into seven clans, which are the current Lin clan.

The current Lin tribe, because they master a single element and have good individual talents, although their population is small, the proportion of level 6 warriors is much higher than that of wizards. The average strength of individuals is also at the upper level among all the tribes.

The biggest problem they face is that they cannot give birth to level 10. In this way, no matter how strong your mid- and low-level strength is, you cannot be called a large civilization.

When faced with the star realm or other evil forces, they have no power to resist and can only passively go into exile. They are unable to stabilize and there is no question of development.

Some people say that because the Seven-Colored Scale Lord has touched the power of Chaos and threatened the status of the Chaos Wasteland, the Star Realm must kill him.

The civilization where the Seven-Colored Scale Lord lives does not have a top-level strongman like Amon to support them. If the Lord of Chaos wants, it can be destroyed in minutes.

The seven major Kirin clans in later generations have never given up trying to merge and return to the glorious days of the [Seven Disaster Ancient Clans]. However, the more they merge, the more problems are likely to arise.

Either his sanity collapses and he turns into a madman, or he completely loses his extraordinary bloodline and in turn pollutes the existing Lin bloodline.

Over time, this behavior became a "taboo".

The red ghost saw that this weirdo also controlled Feng Shui, was bloodthirsty and murderous without reason, and was obviously a combination of the Green Scale Clan. It quickly retreated: "You...you Black Scale Clan are really crazy, you will do anything to achieve your goal."

The black man said in a cold voice: "The general trend of the world is that after a long period of unity, there will be division, and after a long period of division, there will be unity. The times have changed. Look at the ancient tribe of the Seven Disasters, what has it become now? Look at the wizard civilization, it has already surpassed us by a long way."

"Nonsense! Even if we return to the ancient clan, do you think the star realm can accommodate us? The Lord of Chaos has been keeping an eye on us!" said the Red Ghost.

"Humph, that's better than doing nothing!"

"If you do nothing, you will never make a mistake!"

"Just don't think about making any progress!"

"What's the point of progress? In the end, if there is another Seven-Colored Scale Lord, won't he still be killed by the Lord of Chaos? It's all in vain. At least we are still alive now."

"Playing the lute to a cow, let's fight to the death today! You are not worthy of leading the Red Scale Tribe!"

The auras of four level nine masters clashed, shaking the world and making the Black Gold World tremble, until a silver spaceship emerged from the void and the hatch opened. A handsome black-armored swordsman walked out, cracking melon seeds, smiling and waving:
"You've been fighting for a thousand years. Stop it, both of you. Why don't you give me some face and sit down and talk? You can't kill anyone by fighting like this."

The black ghost and the red ghost turned their heads at the same time:
"none of your business?!"

The two continued to fight, but as they fought, they felt that there was something wrong with this man. It seemed like they had seen him somewhere before...

Damn, it’s the Lord of Dusk Palace!
He was the fierce man who could defeat a level 9 enemy at level 8 and a level 10 enemy at level 9, and was chased by countless strong men in the multidimensional world, yet he was safe and sound!

The two of them stopped immediately, looked at each other, and stayed where they were. After a moment of silence, the Red Ghost asked, "Greetings to the Lord of the Dusk Palace, but this is a private matter of our clan."

Levi shook his head and smiled:
"This is indeed your private matter, but can you solve the problem with your current fighting style? Now, four of the seven-color scale tribes live in Nora, and their development momentum is far greater than before.

The Green Scale Tribe, the Green Scale Tribe, and the White Scale Tribe all have two Level Nine experts. The leader of the Green Scale Tribe, the Star Ripper, is even at the late Level Nine, and will hopefully reach Level Ten in the future. Our Ten Thousand Tribes are already in decline, so is it fun to keep fighting?

Besides, the Black Gold World is such a small place, and the resources there are not even one ten-thousandth of Nora's. Is it worth it for you to sacrifice the lives of so many of your people?
If you have the energy, why not follow me back to Nora? To be honest, I am currently rescuing all the seven-color scale species in the multidimensional plane.

It is for the sake of one day being able to revive the reputation of the Seven Disasters Ancient Clan and allow you to produce tenth-level or even eleventh-level strongmen.

Can't you see it? The reason why the Seven-Colored Scale Clan can't develop is not because you are stupid, not because you don't work hard... It's because the high and mighty Lord of Chaos doesn't want you to rise. The reason why the Seven-Colored Scale Lord died is because the Lord of Chaos was worried that it was too strong and would one day plot against its Chaos Goddom.

If you don't solve the problem at the source, you will always be just a bottom-rate group in the multidimensional world, fighting and scheming for tiny resources.

The reason why you, the Seven-Colored Scale Clan, are fighting against each other might be a conspiracy of the Lord of Chaos. If you continue like this, it will only benefit him... You must distinguish between the main contradiction and the secondary contradiction.

If you ask me, if we are going to fight, we should fight in the astral plane, clean out those multidimensional parasites, end the history of God, and create our own legend!"

Levi's words silenced the red ghosts, black ghosts and all the warriors of the two tribes... They had been fighting blindly for so long and hated their compatriots to the core. It seemed that they were about to forget the old events and hatreds of ancient times.

Yes, the culprit is the Lord of Chaos! If it weren't for him, it might not be the Giant Empire that unified the multidimensional world, but their Seven Color Empire!
What is this? It's a simple truth, why do they only understand it now? Is this something the Star Realm is secretly doing?

"Stop it, stop fighting!"

"stop fighting!"

The two powerful men called a halt to the war.

They looked at Levi, who just stood with his arms crossed and said calmly: "I am here to take you back to Nora, but I won't force you. It's all up to you to do it voluntarily."

It would be best if they agree.

If that doesn't work... then knock them all out and take them away, then use the Night Barrier Beads and Nightmare Spell to make them forget what they just said.

"Sir, I…we are willing to go."

The red ghost spoke first, breaking the silence.

Seeing his old rival was leaving, the black man thought for a moment and said, "My lord, I will leave too. To revive the glory of the ancient clan, no one can be left behind!"

"Okay, isn't this a perfect solution? Let's go, both of you."

A month later, all the procedures were ready, and the silver spaceship carrying another group of the Lin people flew towards the distance. After getting on board, the red ghost and the black ghost were dumbfounded.

There were dozens of level nine auras and four giants with level ten auras, exuding the wild breath of ancient times. Their breath turned into wind and thunder, and they raised their hands to pluck stars.

"Why are there so many giants?"

"Yeah, are we still in a dream?"

"What year is tonight?"

"really."

A group of tiny scale creatures stared at the giants.

The Fire Giant King opened his eyes.

"What are you looking at?"

……

Three years later.

Nora calendar year 1725, bloody battle 1613 years.

Ancient banyan wonderland.

At dusk, in front of the round table, Levi turned off the projection of himself and Elena. Ninety years had passed since he left. From the conversation, he learned that Nora and the Ancient Dragon Continent had undergone many changes, which really changed every year.

To put it in a broader sense.

The number of planes that Nora has merged exceeds 20,000. New continents are scattered all over the place, all equipped with land bridges, making communication between them extremely convenient. The Stargate Project is also progressing smoothly, connecting many distant worlds and military strongholds.

Some time ago, six Nightmare Monarchs and hundreds of millions of Nightmare Creatures were killed, providing unimaginable biological materials. Now, under the leadership of the Daydreamer, the Parliament is refining powerful treasures for the Nightmare Monarchs.

Code name: [Dream Inception].

In addition, the school of dreams undoubtedly benefited the most from this nightmare invasion. Over the past hundred years, three great wizards were born, and there were even more soul wizards.

Let’s talk about it on a smaller scale.

The Dream School in the Ancient Dragon Continent has also made rapid progress. There are now more than twenty Yuanhun wizards, which is a huge explosion compared to previous years!
The perception-type knights in the Dusk Temple are also beneficiaries of the version. Sixth-level strongmen emerge in endlessly. The Thousand Illusion Knight has been promoted to the late seventh level. She plans to try to evolve again before the ninth level and reach the highest limit.

In addition, the Twilight Temple has also reached a strategic cooperation with the Beast Control Continent, using its existing biological resources and technology to complement the Continent. The Thousand Illusion Knights obtained a lot of blood essence from the first beast of the Ten Thousand Beast Emperor [Illusion Beast].

The phantom beast was no longer a main combat beast, and the cooperation went smoothly as it was only a reasonable small amount of blood draw that would not harm the origin.

A Beast Tamer would definitely not do anything that would harm the essence of the Beast Tamer... For example, taking the eyes of a four-eyed lobster dragon.

In other aspects, the Golden Lion Knight was promoted to level eight, which means that all the knights of the old generation are at level eight and are moving towards level nine. The Fire Dragon Knight, a dedicated and talented freak, has been promoted to the late level eight and is expected to reach level nine before he turns 2500.

By then, Levi will not be too lonely in the Six Holy Heavens.

Of course, the luckiest person is Duke Rumeng. He obtained a lot of precious blood essence of the Holy Ancient Dragon from the Emperor of All Beasts in trade. His practice progressed by leaps and bounds. He was promoted to level six in less than two hundred years and had already reached the late stage.

Even if we put aside his identity as the reincarnation of a legend, he is also a top genius with excellent knight talent, not much inferior to the Fire Dragon Knight.

Among the eighteen riders, the Silver Dragon Knight abdicated his position to the Dragon Flame Knight Lei Long. He was now in the middle stage of the seventh level, not weak, but just wanted to withdraw from the front line and give the opportunity to this supernova, using his reputation to recruit students for the organization.

After leaving the Round Table, he lived a life with a wife and children. He worked hard for the continuation of the Silver Dragon family and trained his own descendants, hoping that they could make the Silver Dragon bloodline go further and create a new mythical bloodline!
In addition, the complete "Yuanhun Treasure Refining Method" was also conquered by the rare treasure forging team formed by Duke Rumeng and the Holy Infant, and passed on to Levi.

He used this method to sacrifice and refine the Seven Disasters Pearl, and nurtured it with his soul. After a month, he sensed a faint spiritual being being born within the pearl.

It seemed to come alive, absorbing and exhaling elemental power and moving freely in Levi's mind. Not long after, a dark cloud appeared in the ancient banyan wonderland.

This power is no less than that of a ninth-level catastrophe.

"In order to advance the rare treasures refined by the Yuanhun Refining Treasure Method, they actually need to survive a catastrophe. Could it be that in the eyes of the Dark Land, this is also considered a living being?"

Levi was thoughtful.

"If it continues to grow, will it become some kind of real living being with its precious body, able to fight independently? That's interesting."

The power of the Seven Calamities was far greater than that of the ordinary Level Nine Great Calamities. Seven kinds of elemental calamities emerged, which was similar to when Levi was promoted to a great wizard. Levi took this opportunity to throw rare Level Nine ores and materials into the calamity.

Not long after, these materials turned into a colorful torrent and were absorbed by the Seven Disasters Pearl like a whale swallowing the sea. The pearl became more and more round and emitted bursts of divine light.

After 81 days, the disaster was completely dissipated, and the original Seven Disasters Pearls also changed greatly. It transformed into a seven-inch tall little man's phantom.

He looked somewhat similar to Levi, and he looked at him with curiosity. A feeling of mutual understanding was established between Levi and the bead.

"Lord...Master."

A confused thought actually came from the Seven Disaster Pearls.

"It actually turned into a living being?"

Levi's eyes moved slightly.

With a wave of his hand, the seven-inch little man flew over and landed in his palm.

"Owner."

This thought appeared again.

"What's your name?"

"What's the name?"

It was like a newborn baby, full of unknowns about all concepts. It was only because of the connection of the Yuanhun that it knew that Levi was its master.

"From now on, you will be called Qibao."

"Okay, Shippo... Master, I'm hungry."

"What do you want to eat?"

"Just the ones you fed me earlier."

"I see."

Levi took out a bunch of useless low-level materials. Qibao floated over, smelled them, tried a piece, and then began to devour them.

After eating it, Levi felt that its aura had slightly improved from level nine, but it was hardly noticeable. It might be because the material level was too low.

He exchanged for some good stuff, all of which were materials above level 6. Qibao's eyes lit up, and he enjoyed the food even more this time, his momentum rising steadily.

In just a few days, it was upgraded from the early stage of level nine to the middle stage of level nine, and then stopped moving. Levi could only take out the extremely precious level nine materials.

"Wow, that's it, Master!"

The Seven Treasures Storm was inhaled, and its momentum began to surge. Finally, after reaching the peak of level nine, it lay in the void, covering its round belly.

"I'm full, Qibao is full."

At this time, it has become a ninth-level pinnacle treasure.

Through the Yuanhun Refining Treasure Method, Levi knew that if he wanted to go further, he needed to feed it divine objects, and his own Yuanhun must also be promoted to legendary.

"What a miraculous secret method! This is a groundbreaking research!"

Levi was excited.

In this way, every Yuanhun wizard, in addition to binding a Horcrux, can also bind another rare treasure, and the Horcrux can be continuously refined to improve its quality.

After the exotic treasures developed spirituality and became beings similar to living things, they directly devoured rare materials to improve themselves. This was simple and crude, but extremely expensive. Ordinary people simply couldn't afford to raise this gold-eating beast. In total, this guy had eaten trillions of Taishi.

Of course, if you don’t need too powerful treasures, the consumption won’t be so exaggerated.

He put the Yuanhun Refining Treasure Method in the parliamentary knowledge base to earn royalties and popularize it. In the future, Yuanhun Refining Treasure will definitely be a trend.

……

Three months later.

Nightmare world.

The vast sky-swallowing realm, the small world of the meat mountain.

A giant object that looked like a mass of fat was dancing wildly in the wilderness, spewing out blazing white flames. Its enemy was a seven-inch-tall man in seven colors.

"Seven Disaster Fields!"

As the seven-colored field covering a radius of ten thousand miles descended, seven kinds of world-destroying disasters appeared out of thin air like millstones, and the meat mountain overlord howled in pain. Not long after, this mid-level ninth-level strongman died in it.

Only a pile of fat and a nightmare crystal were left.

Levi picked up the spoils with a look of delight.

"So strong! Qibao's strength is almost unmatched below level 10. He can be used as half a level 10. It's worth it for me to feed you all the level 9 materials."

Qibao returned to the form of a bead and returned to Levi's mind.

"Master, the enemy just now was too weak."

"I know. I'll get you a stronger one right away."

The power of the seven disasters is really useful.

After leaving the Heaven-Swallowing Realm, Levi came to the Lost Realm.

As time passed, three figures arrived one after another. They were all nightmare overlords who had already been enslaved by Levi Black Emperor.

"Tell me what you know."

Levi closed his eyes and listened to the report.

The Painful Overlord who once belonged to the Rotten Monarch said:
"Master, after the first defeat, the Lost Monarch mobilized its connections and relationships to start recruiting troops throughout the Nightmare World. It is also holding a large-scale sacrificial ceremony with several top monarchs to awaken the dormant Supreme Will."

Levi frowned slightly: "Awaken the Supreme Will?"

"Yes, the Supreme Will of the Nightmare World has been dormant for many years. Only it can call upon those ambitious and mutually dissatisfied monarchs. Otherwise, it would take a thousand years, let alone a hundred years, to gather enough troops."

"Is there no eleventh level in the nightmare world? For example, the incarnation of the Supreme Will."

"Yes, his name is the Lord of Fear... As far as I know, one hundred thousand years ago, because of the war between Nightmare and the Astral Realm, he fought against the two supreme powerful beings, the Father of the Gods and the Mother of the Gods. After his origin was injured, he returned to the body of the Supreme Will to recuperate."

"How many tenth-level people does the Lost Monarch intend to recruit this time?"

"I don't know."

“When will it be completed?”

“Not sure. According to past practice, the preparation time can be as short as a hundred years or as long as three to five hundred years. The longer the preparation time, the more Level 10 troops will be dispatched.

In the ancient era, we had at most a thousand years to prepare. In that battle, three hundred nightmare monarchs were dispatched, and the greatest conflict in history broke out with the astral realm. More than eighty powerful monarchs fell, and more than a hundred gods were pulled down from the altar. "

"I see. Is there any trace of the Twilight Lord?"

"It showed up in the Blood Sea some time ago. I went to track it down, but it was too alert. Our attempt to capture it failed."

"Level 9 can't catch Level 8, right? Well, if you find any more information about it, report it to me immediately and I'll do it myself."

"Ok!"

……

Two years later.

Levi left the Forgotten Land. In addition to the Red Scale and Black Scale tribes, he also harvested many other tribes that were extinct in the Pan Plane.

The silver spaceship plunged into the darkness. The second to last stop of his journey was the Black Ruins Realm, where the real body of the Worm Lord was hiding.

……

Three years later.

Nora calendar year 1730.

Levi's mental power has reached 65000 points, and there are still points left to the limit. With his speed of practice, it is not far away.

Moreover, after these years of experience in creating his own spells, he felt that he was very close to researching the prototype of the ten-ring spell.

There are three necessary conditions for becoming a Legend:

1. The limit of mental strength.

2. Master the prototype of the original ten-ring spell.

3. Refine the legendary items that suit you. If you want to work part-time, you need to prepare multiple legendary items and obtain the corresponding legendary profession.

It is not necessary, but it is icing on the cake and can increase the success rate.

1. Needless to say, increasing the upper limit of mental strength will definitely have benefits.

2. Improve your knowledge and master more original spells.

3. Refine a potion called "Sauron's Legendary Blessing", referred to as the "Blessing Potion". The materials required include at least 1 magical medicine and 5 holy medicines.

The effect is to increase the success rate by a fixed 10%.

There is no limit to the types of magic medicines and holy medicines, as long as they are from the corresponding faction. However, Levi, who is from a chaos faction, needs 4 magic medicines and 20 holy medicines.

The holy medicine was fine, as he had collected it through various channels over the years. As for the divine medicine, there was no clue so far. He estimated that the Nora Council should have it, and with his merits, he could just exchange it directly.

In short, he is full of confidence in being promoted to legend.

The biggest problem now is how to deal with multiple legendary professions.

If you work part-time, the success rate will be reduced, but so far, I have not heard of anyone in the wizard civilization being able to combine and refine legendary items.

Just take one step at a time.

If possible, he also wanted to improve the quality of [Evidence of Elements] so that it could be further improved and comparable to those original relics.

The seven Sun-level artifacts alone seemed to possess the power of chaos, but the quality was not necessarily high. If it was based on [Evidence of Elements], combined with seven legendary artifacts of different factions, and then refined into the Candle of Light, it would be absolutely perfect.

……

Ten years passed by in a hurry.

Nora calendar year 1740.

Ancient Dragon Continent.

In the sky, the disaster slowly dissipated. Elena stood on the top of the wizard tower and panted: "This spiritual treasure calamity is as powerful as the ninth level calamity. If I didn't have a variety of means to fight against the ninth level, I might not be able to survive it."

A little black figure flew lightly and landed in Elena's palm. It had female features and was quite similar to Elena, like a little princess.

Elena gently stroked the little man:

"Interesting, is this the Yuanhun Refining Treasure Method?"

The best treasure she has is [Dance in Dark Night], so she sacrificed it to refine it into her own spiritual treasure. When the spiritual treasure first transforms, it will imitate the appearance of its master.

"Master, who am I?"

The timid girl's voice sounded in my mind.

"You are... Night Girl."

Elena continued to retreat. Her Qigong technique was not far from the eighth level. She only needed one more epiphany to break through this window paper.

……

The city of Gondor.

The Holy Infant used the rare treasure [Golden Sun's Spin] and Victor used the rare treasure [Golden King's Heavenly Light Armor] to refine them into their own spiritual treasures. Only Gandalf has not refined his spiritual treasure yet.

Next, you just need to continue to refine it through the Yuanhun, and then feed it with some materials to improve its quality and quickly grow into combat power.

Their realm was not high enough, so it was difficult for them to fully exert the power of the ninth-level spiritual treasure. However, with the help of the wizard tower and other means, they had the real ninth-level combat power.

……

Years pass.

On this day, in the Black Ruins Realm.

A stream of silver light broke through the air and stopped in front of a black world.

"Master Dusk, you are finally here."

At the top of the world, the fat young man sitting cross-legged in the void opened his eyes.

Worms dominate.

The original form is the [Critter Tribe], a group that was once relatively active in ancient times. They are good at parasitism and doppelgangers, and are extremely difficult to kill. Because they endangered the rule of the Giant Empire and caused many panic events, they were exterminated.

The Worm Overlord is one of the few survivors in the world. It was born more than 100,000 years ago. After reaching level 10, it chose to be the Overlord of the Planes in pursuit of a long life. When the Amethyst Saint formed the Council of All Races, he invited it out of the mountain.

Little did it know that this would put it in an irretrievable situation. Standing before it was the brightest supernova of this era in Nora. Except for the Blazing Sun Wizard Amon, even other legendary wizards could hardly overshadow his brilliance.

The Lord of Dusk, Levi.

So far, he has killed two level 10 warriors, one true god and one demon. He also contributed to the killing of the Gray Mist Lord not long ago. In other words, apart from the Underworld, he has already provoked three of the four giants.

He came forward, his eyes confident and calm, and said:

"Nice to meet you. My name is Levi."

"Are you here to take my life?"

"Not necessarily. If you are willing to serve me, I have a way to save your life. It is not easy for you to cultivate to the tenth level. Are you really willing to die like this without leaving any trace?"

"Oh, it seems that you are very confident."

"It's enough to kill you."

"Since the great fusion of the pan-planes, there must be hundreds of plane masters who have fallen. Why don't you save their lives? In the final analysis, let me continue to work hard for you and become a tool for Nora's rise."

"You only saw the thousands of people who died, but you didn't see the trillions of lives that were blessed by the Nora Council and survived. Even if there was no plane fusion, these people who became plane slaves would have encountered various natural and man-made disasters."

"No matter how high-sounding the words are, they are just for Sauron's own selfish interests. The Council of All Races lost, but I don't think we were wrong. We just want to survive."

"So do we... So you want to be buried with the world behind you? Do you think I can't track down your clones that have spread across the multiverse?"

Levi's words made the Worm Lord's expression change.

Suddenly, a familiar blood-robed figure appeared behind Levi. It was Venerable Blood Vortex, his former subordinate.

"Blood Vortex? You...you have already submitted to him? You are not dead?"

Venerable Blood Vortex said: "Yes, Lord Levi has his own world in his body. I integrated the Black Swamp World into it and became the master of the secret realm to save my life. Now I have made a further step and reached the late eighth level."

As a secondary plane, it can also benefit from Mana's strength. Martha, who has very low potential, has been promoted to level seven, let alone it.

The Worm Lord fell silent.

Now it seems that what Levi said was true.

However, does it, a level ten ruler who has dominated the multiverse for a hundred thousand years, really have to compromise, be humble and become a caged bird?

When the world hears this, they will laugh at it.

"I'll give you ten seconds to think about it. Do you want to die without a burial place and have no afterlife... or do you want to live and follow me to witness a great cause and the new world after the fall of countless gods and demons? It all depends on you!"

Levi said calmly, every word piercing the heart of the Worm Lord. Behind him, the Styx was surging, and the horses of hell were neighing as they came. Leon was ready.

Not long ago, it digested the true spirit of the Gray Mist Lord. With a few more level ten ones, it can be promoted to the mid-level ninth level. The speed is so fast that even Levi was amazed.

The worm master is torn between inner conflict and inner struggle.

Is it really possible to see the so-called new world if we survive?

Gods no longer exist, demons disappear... Is this possible?
The behemoths have lived for billions of years and have survived many eras of great changes. Does Nora really have a chance to pull them off the altar and end everything?
It doesn't know these.

All it knows is that if it dies, it will never see that day!
There are no gods or demons, no nightmares. With its level ten body, it cannot imagine how wonderful such a world would be. It no longer has to act according to the wishes of the Behemoth.

The eagle hits the sky, the fish flies in the shallow bottom, and all kinds of frosty sky compete for freedom!
No one knows what the new world will be like. It may repeat the same mistakes, or it may be full of vitality... But the Worm Lord can be sure that this old world, which has been stagnant for billions of years, is no longer interesting.

So, screw your decency!

It also needs to use its heart today, just like when it was weak and climbed up step by step, all for the sake of survival!

"5, 4, 2, 1..."

"I am willing to submit to you!"

The fat white young man suddenly lay down in front of Levi, prostrating himself to show his submission. His eyes were bright, and there was more expectation and relief in them.

Levi snapped his fingers, and the shadow of a round table emerged.

A figure in a scarlet flame robe appeared in the deep sky, standing with his hands behind his back, his eyes deep, and a faint aura of dominance.

Amon, the Sun-god wizard.

The Worm Lord raised his head, looking nervous.

"Sward has met... the Grand Council Speaker!"

Amon smiled and said:
"I'm glad you chose to live. As long as you're alive, you have a chance of survival, right? Maybe after I die, after Levi dies, if the opportunity comes, you can become the leader of the Nora civilization."

The Worm Overlord choked and smiled bitterly:
"I have no such intention. I just want to stay alive... I want to see the new world that Lord Levi talked about, and I will work hard for it. I will die anyway, so it is better to die on the road to the future than to die here in frustration today."

Eamon smiled and said:

"Don't be nervous, I was just joking. Levi will take care of your affairs from now on, and you can just work for him. When you have made contributions, I can give you a supreme seat in front of all the citizens of Nora.

Welcome to Nora! "

He stretched out his right hand and shook the fat white palm of the Worm Lord.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

The Lord of Worms thanked him three times.

It never imagined that one day it would be accepted by the Nora Council. It always thought that since the moment it joined the Council of All Races, it and Nora were at loggerheads and there was no possibility of coexistence.

Amon's shadow dissipated, and Levi said, "Sir Sword, in order to ensure our safety, I need to use some special means to control you. I hope you will cooperate... When the time is right, I will naturally lift the restrictions on you."

The Worm Overlord is at level ten, and Levi can only merge it with the Black Emperor if he wants to. Otherwise, if it changes its mind or causes trouble, the consequences will be disastrous.

For this level 10 existence, not to mention the Sword of Oath, even the Sword of Covenant, the treasure of the Council of All Races, cannot forcibly enslave it. The only way Levi can think of is to enslave the Black Emperor Dragon, which is the highest power!

The Worm Overlord relaxed his mind and let the power of the Black Emperor Dragon flow into his head. After an indescribable feeling, he opened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him.

"Master! Sward is at your service!"

"Come on, take me to your world first."

The Black Water World is a large world, many times larger than the Ancient Banyan Wonderland. However, like the Black Swamp World, it is filled with miasma and poisonous fog. It is not suitable for the survival of conventional creatures, but is suitable for alien insects and alien races with special needs.

There are dozens of extraordinary tribes living there, with hundreds of strong men above level six, all of whom are the followers and servants of the Worm Lord. There are no strong men at level nine. They all fled in all directions with the dissolution of the Council of All Races. Those who did not leave are the clones of the Worm Lord.

Levi took Mana to survey the mountains and terrain.

"How is it? Can it be integrated?"

"Yes, but for a large world like this, it may take hundreds of years."

"Time is not a problem. I can wait. It's just right that I can stay here for a hundred years in seclusion. After integrating it, you should be able to advance to level nine, right?"

"Sure."

Levi asked again:
"Sward, no one here should know about you, right?"

Worm Master said:
"Master, please rest assured. My place is extremely well hidden. If you hadn't obtained my insect exuvia and possessed the power of supreme perception, you would never have been able to find it. I have also recalled all my clones, and they will also guard here from now on."

"Without further delay, let's get started!"

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