Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method - Chapter 646 P 1

[0616 The joy of harvest]

With the fall of the lost monarch.

A large phantom of a giant maze appeared out of the sky.

It is like a mirage and does not exist in conventional dimensions.

Within the maze, there are thousands of illusory worlds, absurd, abstract, and bizarre.

There are also many figures with powerful auras, wandering confusedly in the illusory world.

A dark shadow in a king’s robe exuded a tenth-level aura. The monarch was dead and the maze was unable to support it. It tore through the maze barrier and came to the real world.

It is the Lord of Falling Shadow who is trapped.

“What happened? The Lost Lord has fallen?”

Zarathusia smiled and said:

“Yes, we have won a great victory. The lost monarch has been executed. He is dead and there is no possibility of resurrection… Welcome back, my old friend.”

When the Lord of Falling Shadow listened, he felt like he was dreaming.

It is the elder who has experienced the great shattering of the shadow world.

It is deeply aware of the horror of a lost monarch.

When the Four Emperors went out on an expedition, not a single blade of grass grew, and all realms fell.

This is no exaggeration.

Now, this mountain has been overthrown.

This feeling is indescribable.

It then breathed a sigh of relief and said:

“Thank you everyone.”

At this point, the shadow world has restored its lineup of 11 monarchs.

Eamon waved his hand, and a red flame snake cut through the sky.

Boom! The deep space trembled, the maze collapsed, and countless figures recovered from the confusion and scrambled to escape from the maze.

There are three other great wizards among them. Judging from their costumes, they are all as ancient as Gargamel. They looked around with horrified eyes, confused about the situation.

“What…what’s going on?”

“What year is it today?”

Eamonn said loudly:

“You are trapped by the Lost Monarch, one of the Four Nightmare Emperors. Some of you may have been trapped for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years.

I am the leader of the Council of Nora and your liberator.

In order to prevent the lost monarch from being reborn with the help of you, no one is allowed to leave in the future. Only after Nora’s examination is completed can she decide whether to stay or go. “

His words exuded unquestionable aura of supreme authority.

Not to mention the ninth level, all the tenth level people present wanted to surrender in their hearts.

Many ninth-level people didn’t dare to disobey, and they all agreed in a daze.

Except for some who were just imprisoned by the Lost Monarch, most of the others have been out of touch with the times for too long. They can be regarded as a blessing in disguise and are lucky to survive to this day.

Eamon naturally wanted to win these people over to Nora’s side.

Nora is only over 500 and level 9 now.

There are more than eighty ninth-level people in this group of people who have lost their way through reincarnation.

There are over 10,000 people above level six, and their average strength is hard to count.

As for reincarnations below level six, the vast majority have completely lost their will and self-awareness, and have become walking zombies that cannot be saved by gods.

Eamon sighed and lamented the cruelty of the Four Emperors’ methods.

…

Dark place.

The Lord of Terror’s eyes narrowed, causing waves in his heart.

Even if the four demon kings fell collectively, it would not fluctuate so much, but the four emperors were different. Each of the four emperors was the acting successor of the supreme will.

They are the first powerful beings conceived by the Red and Black Mother.

They all have the potential to rise to the top.

The bloody eyes of hatred scanned the strong Nola, causing a shuddering feeling to rise in the hearts of everyone present.

The Lord of Terror left under the watchful eyes of the Underworld Ancestor.

“The war is far from over.”

Its voice echoes in the dark places.

Eamon looked calm and murmured in his heart:

“It’s not over yet. We’ve been passively beaten for so long… Next, it’s our turn to take the initiative. The real war has just begun!”

On the golden throne, Li Wei raised his eyes and looked around.

There is no intact space within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles. There is turbulent space everywhere, and even chaotic time vortexes. Non-tenth-level experts cannot step into it.

He said:

“Everyone, after cleaning up the battlefield, let’s work together to seal this place for ten thousand years… wait until the space here returns to normal before it can be opened again.”

Eamonn said:

“I think so too.”

Immediately, the battlefield cleanup work began.

This battle is not just about Nora, but also the underworld and the Void Temple. Therefore, the distribution of spoils must also take care of these allies to avoid delaying subsequent cooperation.

Li Wei has already suppressed a bunch of Level 10s in the Baidi Palace.

Regardless of the Four Demon Lords or the Lost Lord, he did not participate in the distribution of all other spoils. He had already made a fortune in this battle and could not be greedy.

The dark battlefield comes to an end.

More and more level 10 powerhouses returned to Nora, and the demon and nightmare forces within the territory were quickly wiped out. Both the Shadow Army and the Blood War Spirits gained a lot. The remnants of Nora’s ninth level were left to be slowly eaten away and digested by all races.

Three days later.

A total of 100 level 10 powerhouses were dispatched by the three-party alliance of Nora, Hades, and the Holy Temple. Aemon, Hela, Zarathus, and the Will of Heaven stood at the four poles.

Under the auspices of the Supreme Council, an invisible giant network completely blocked the battlefield with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles, causing it to temporarily disappear into this deep space.

The universe has its own ability to heal itself. Wait until this piece of deep space is restored to its original state. Then it can be released again, otherwise it will only cause casualties in vain.

After these aftermath work are completed.

Many high-level officials gathered together to discuss post-war matters.

Eamon first thanked the underworld and the Void Temple for their help, and then said: “The distribution of the spoils needs to be discussed by all parties.”

The person negotiating on behalf of the underworld was the Nine-Death Swordsman: “We only want the crystals and trophies of the Lost Monarch. Others will not participate in the distribution.”

Eamon and Hela looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

Among all the trophies, the Yonko’s must be the most precious, but for Nora, one Yonko is not as cost-effective as ten ordinary monarchs.

Nora is too lacking in level ten combat power.

These ordinary monarchs can refine more legendary items, treasures, and legendary witchcraft, thereby taking Nola’s top-level strength to a higher level.

For the underworld, what they lack is top-level combat power like the Four Emperors.

When it was Void Temple’s turn, Hela smiled and said:

“I don’t have any requirements here. Sir Eamon can allocate it reasonably.”

Eamon nodded and said:

“It must satisfy the lady.”

The senior officials discussed the distribution of the spoils.

Li Wei returned to the ancient banyan fairyland and fell asleep.

Elena’s figure flew over with a distressed look on her face.

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