Chapter 3100 - 636: Ancestor Levi
Chapter 3100: Chapter 636: Ancestor Levi
"Suppress!"
Since ancient times, power of the Universe surged from every direction.
The wizard form bore the cosmos on its back, otherworldly, set apart from all things.
Held down by the Hand of the Universe, the momentum of the Lord of Disaster weakened considerably, yet the burning of its own Strength was so immense that the Pure White Primordial Soul resembled a lone candle battered by wind, layers peeling away.
Levi activated the Bloodbath Effect, once more burning spiritual force. The ascension of sixteen thousand spiritual force, now surging past two hundred seventy thousand, shone brighter than the Great Sun, more dazzling than Emmon.
The spiritual origin burned swiftly.
Levi paid it no heed; yet another Hand of the Universe materialized before him.
The two tremendous hands, able to overturn rain and cloud, locked the Lord of Disaster in a death grip. Levi finally regained the advantage; with the source restored there might be hope—even if defeated, Nora would be lost.
Weighing the gravity, there was no need for more words.
With witchcraft cultivation holding his enemy in check, Ancestor Levi unleashed every state of augmentation; divine weapon, Giant Power, and even Bloodline Breathing Technique burned within him.
The Crimson Dragon Slash buzzed and trembled—this was its first time, after ascension, being filled to the brim by Levi’s Strength, nearly bursting, yet ultimately only a top-level treasure.
"Ancestor Dragon Slash!"
The greatsword descended—the Six Paths Emperor Dragon Power spiraled and entwined, gathering into a Sword Qi River that stretched for over three million miles; this was Levi’s full might unleashed!
Compared to his previous slash toward the Disaster Monarch, it was utterly different. The Master of Horror, locked in fierce battle with the Netherworld Ancestor, revealed astonishment: "Impossible!"
This sword—let alone a newly ascended Supreme.
Even a veteran Supreme like itself must face it with utmost seriousness.
The Nightmare Will grew uneasy.
According to its design,
The Lord of Disaster would burn itself, spreading the Disaster World to infinity, ultimately dragging the entire Nora army into its domain, annihilating them in a single move!
If this failed,
Nightmare would have no chance left to turn the tide.
What awaited was to be encircled by Nora and the Underworld, defeated like autumn leaves swept by the wind; soon, not even a hundred years would pass... Nightmare would fade into history.
"No!"
The Nightmare Will sought to break through the Mother River, to settle that brat itself. The silent Mother River enveloped it in surging yellow waters, forming a barrier, staking everything to bind it.
Both sides deployed the long-gathered foundations of millennia.
The Netherworld Ancestor too revealed all her cards, foiling the Master of Horror’s attempt to intervene. The longer she and the Mother River delayed, the greater the chance for Underworld and Nora to win—and the less their casualties!
Within the Disaster World,
Levi’s sword of heaven-shattering force severed the True Disaster in two; wild Power of Destruction and Power of the Green Emperor Dragon clung to the wounds, preventing its fusion anew.
"A hundred-legged insect will not die easily."
To slay a Supreme, one must annihilate its primordial rule source. The core of the Lord of Disaster was the ever-burning, brilliant crystal within.
Its name: [Disaster Stone]. For such beings, the true form was merely the manifestation of rules’ power. True immortality was a mere trifle.
Because of its self-burning, the crystal was shrinking.
Before it vanishes, to strangle it is most difficult.
Even Levi could not help but grow anxious.
The Disaster World had not fully ceased expanding.
Like a flood, even with Emmon’s power, it couldn’t be completely checked. To prevent collapse, Emmon could only open part of the gates to release the flood.
Thus, Power of Disaster surged forth, unstoppable, crashing into both armies.
Some Nora Army troops, unable to withdraw in time, were forever trapped within; the Dusk Sword River and many Level 10 Strongmen formed a barrier to cover the retreat.
Levi strained the Power of Perception, wielding Nightmare Emperor power to ferry endangered Nora soldiers into the Nightmare World—including Elena and the Ancient Dragon Continent legions.
In truth, Power of Disaster indiscriminately destroyed all along its path.
It even included Nightmare’s own kin.
Monarchs pursued the retreating Nora grand army, determined to imprison them here. For Nightmare, this was its sole opportunity, and these ancient relics began to fight desperately.
Levi’s focus split in three.
He suppressed, destroyed, and rescued—simultaneously.
Blood Battle Spirit, Seven Treasures, Spirit of the Twin Dragons, Shadow Army—all roamed the battlefield; everyone was thrown into chaos, death blossoming like fireworks.
At this moment, the Lord of Disaster had abandoned resistance, just burning itself furiously, seeking before Levi’s slaughter to extinguish more lives.
It did not even care if the lives were on its own side.
If it could eliminate the enemy, devour Nora and the Underworld, preserve the Nightmare High Level’s power, then it could try to forge a new world, begin from nothing.
An unconstrained madman is most terrifying.
Meanwhile,
In the darkness, a bloodfire figure appeared quietly.
Taking advantage of the chaos, the Blood Fire Dominator descended with an incarnation, accompanied by many subordinate gods, eyes fixed on a battlefield near the War Monarch.
In truth, the Star Ancestor had not yet ordered action against Nora.
But the Blood Fire Dominator could wait no longer.
Delay further, and the War Monarch would be claimed by Nora.
It glanced apprehensively at the distant Dragon-headed Giant.
"That being—only the Star Ancestor can slay it. It seems Nightmare’s defeat is all but certain, but the Lord of Disaster’s suicidal assault should deal Nora heavy wounds."
These things, it did not care.
The War Monarch was embroiled in fierce battle with the Hand of Netherworld Prison.
Blood Fire Dominator’s divine power surged, like signal fires racing to the sky.
The Bloodfire Spear, stained with countless bloodlines, shot like a meteor.
In that instant, though all perceived the descent of a god, none could muster the strength to interfere; if it took the War Monarch, it would swiftly depart.
Swoosh!
The spear pierced the War Monarch.
Even as a god’s incarnation, peer to the Four Emperors and with terrifying might, in a surprise attack, success was inevitable.
The War Monarch, incredulous, watched as the lance drained its life force.
"Blood Fire Dominator..."
Buzz!
The lance burst forth, spitting a ray of blood directly at the Hand of Netherworld Prison.
As if the wizard form of the Netherworld arose, blocking the way.
Two Level 10 Heroic Spirits stepped forward.
Break! Break! Break!
The blood ray tore through all, circling back swiftly.
The Hand of Netherworld Prison looked at the grievously wounded heroic spirits, but did not pursue.
This was no time to chase mere insects.
Besides, he was no match for the Blood Fire Dominator either.
No matter—the Blood Fire Dominator had removed a great enemy for Nora. It was a stroke of fortune.
Having achieved its goal, the Blood Fire Dominator made a swift exit.
"Damn, I nearly seriously injured that Hand of Netherworld Prison."
In any case, it had already antagonized the Chaos Emperor—it did not mind killing a few more Nora people.
Just then,
A golden-haired female swordsman descended from the sky—the Death Throne suspended high.
Hera had arrived!
The Time Reversal Sword would freeze the Blood Fire Dominator’s incarnation.
The Blood Fire Dominator said:
"I only killed a Nightmare Monarch. What do you want?"
Hera replied:
"Kill you."
After a bout of combat, the Blood Fire Dominator dragged its wounded incarnation away.
"Mad woman! You wasted hundreds of thousands of years of my divine power!"
The Blood Fire Dominator cursed incessantly.
Chasing away these unstable elements, Hera plunged into the battle, hunting Monarchs. Had she acted with full force, she could have kept the bloodfire incarnation, yet it would matter little.
The Void Holy Temple still had urgent affairs to handle.
The dragon-headed giant fought the Lord of Disaster like a mad demon.
Spells and Sword Qi erupted together, but exterminating the foe swiftly seemed impossible.
With things as they were, it was certain—Nora and Nightmare would win.
The question now was how to minimize the losses.
For every day delayed, Nora lost many more lives.
After some hesitation, Hera’s resolve shifted—Dense Qi swept the Universe, and the Death Throne behind her shattered, transforming into a turbulent flow surging into her body.