Nora Dark Side.
Roger Mountain.
Vikna awoke from his slumber.
Before him stood his student, the Shadow Queen.
"Teacher, the full-scale counterattack has begun. The Grand Council President has asked me to awaken you."
He asked, "How long have I been asleep?"
The Shadow Queen replied, "Less than a century. How are you, Teacher?"
Vikna sensed the mental strength that grew constantly, almost without meditation. He revealed a helpless bitter smile and sighed:
"I've become stronger..."
Others would be happy to become stronger.
But he felt an indescribable emotion.
His human characteristics and emotions were gradually fading. He was constantly being assimilated by the Shadow Will. In the long run, he would become a part of the Shadow Will.
He knew this when the two realms merged.
Vikna smiled, "Don't worry, I will guard this place well. I see that your mental strength has improved a lot. It seems that you are about to become a senior Ninth Ring Wizard. Keep it up, and become a Legendary Wizard soon."
The Shadow Queen nodded.
"Teacher, I'll leave first."
Watching his student leave, Vikna murmured, "I wonder how long I can last... At the very least, I must survive this Nightmare War. The Abyss is not good at Dark Side combat and will not choose this place as a breakthrough point."
Around Nora.
Star Gates located in the Darkness Zone flickered, and giant Star Fortresses shining with energy force fields emerged from them, carrying battle groups for space jumps.
The Star Gate Project had established tens of thousands of hidden Star Gates in the pan-plane. Connected together, they allowed Nora battle groups to traverse the pan-plane within ten years.
Although not comparable to the Shadow Web Path envisioned by Vikna, its transportation efficiency far surpassed that of some behemoth civilizations that relied on primitive means.
Thirty-six thousand Star Fortresses quietly surrounded the Nightmare main camp in the distance, and then hid in the void through covert means, waiting for unified action.
Nightmare World.
Finger stood on the corpse of a Monarch, drawing out the Sword of Terror. The deceased was the Drowning Monarch, a Level Ten mid-stage powerhouse who was good at using strange water methods to drown enemies silently, causing considerable trouble to the legion.
He used his long sword to cut open the Drowning Monarch's bloated abdomen, which looked as if it had been drowned, and a lot of foul water flowed out, along with a glittering crystal.
"Not bad, this can allow the Ocean Faction Ninth Ring Wizards to comprehend the Knowledge of Water."
Elena and Triss were now senior Ninth Ring Wizards and needed this item to study spells.
After putting away the Monarch materials, Finger looked at the receding water without roots. Many figures emerged, the legion soldiers who had been affected.
Some unlucky ones, like Mu Di, who took the brunt of the damage, were directly killed by the Drowning Monarch and went offline. Now they are running back this way.
Everyone was amazed to see Finger displaying his divine power.
"Too strong, Level Ten mid-stage, is nothing more than this."
"Yes, we have already taken 12 great domains."
Conquering cities and territories all the way, subduing surrendered troops. The strength of the Twilight Legion has increased by half compared to when it first entered, and it is still expanding like a snowball.
Just last year, in addition to the Dark Alley Lord, another Monarch betrayed the Nightmare. It was the Blood Sea Mosquito Monarch who had previously abandoned his armor and fled in panic.
It feigned death to avoid conscription, but was still caught by Finger.
This one, dressed in a blood robe, surrounded by countless mosquitoes, with a monstrous Blood Sea, Level Ten mid-stage cultivation, and the Dark Alley Lord, became Finger's left and right guardians.
"My lord, this way please, I know the hiding place of another Monarch."
The Blood Sea Mosquito Monarch had a flattering smile, with the mentality of 'if I don't have a good time, you don't even think about it', and became a guide. Finger smiled:
"Not bad, after taking down the Nightmare in the future, you will be heavily rewarded."
Potion Makers' Association.
Elena changed out of her potion maker robe and put on her armor.
Triss asked, "Are you planning to go to the front line?"
Elena said:
"Yes, the potion project is almost done, and my heart still longs to fight more. Besides, I don't want to let Levi go to the battlefield alone."
Triss said:
"Okay, then take care. I still have a mission here and can't accompany you to the battlefield. Those two potions I prepared for you will have miraculous effects if used well."
Two bottles of potion, one red and one blue, appeared in Elena's palm.
Over the years, the Potion Makers' Association has been constantly researching Nightmare potions.
First, they created the red Illusion Breaking Potion. The effect is that after taking it, even Wizards who are not from the School of Dream Weaving can see through any illusion below Level Ten for a period of time. Even Level Ten illusions can have a certain effect.
There is also the blue Submergence Potion, the effect of which is the opposite. Incorporating it as a spellcasting material into any combat spell, after hitting the enemy, it can temporarily trap any non-Level Ten existence in a illusory world. It is also a life-saving trump card.
"Thank you, you will become the Medicine God."
Elena turned and left, heading to the front line.
Not long after, an old and majestic figure appeared.
It was Thousand Mountains Undying. He said calmly, "Triss, I'll be counting on you for the association while I'm away."
Triss nodded solemnly and said, "Don't worry, teacher."
Thousand Mountains Undying said:
"This Crystal Ball contains all my knowledge and insights about potion-making. Study it well. I believe you can definitely become a Legendary, and even more outstanding than me... You just need time and confidence."
Triss said, "Teacher..."
Thousand Mountains Undying smiled, "Don't worry, I'm not preparing a will because I'm about to die. It's just in case."
Only then did Triss accept the Crystal Ball, watching her teacher leave.
Afterward, she bid farewell to many potion makers.
Because they were also Ninth Ring Wizards, and equally important combat forces.
Her expression was a mix of anticipation and worry. She longed for victory in the war, but also feared that this counterattack would take away familiar friends, never to be seen again.
She gazed into the deep space, as if seeing the figure in the pure white Wizard robe.
"With Levi here, Nora will be fine."
"Everyone will return triumphantly."
Darkness Zone.
Four hundred Monarchs formed a massive ritual Magic Array.
The Calamity Monarch hovered in the center of the Magic Array, his aura soaring.
Inexpressible auras flowed from the bodies of the many Monarchs, sent into the Calamity Monarch's body through the Magic Array. At the same time, countless Nightmare Creatures silently lost their vitality, transforming into a dazzling crystallized form.
The Death and Ignorance Monarchs stood at the two poles, their expressions complex.
The Nightmare was about to give birth to a new Supreme, namely the Calamity Monarch.
The reason the Nightmare Four Emperors were important was that each of them was a Supreme candidate. At a crucial moment, the Nightmare could sacrifice countless lower-level lives to forcibly create a Supreme existence, like robbing Peter to pay Paul.
In the long run, this might not be a good thing for the Nightmare. But as things stood, especially after witnessing the strength of the Chaos Emperor, the Nightmare had no choice.
The Nightmare Will was restrained by the Mother River.
The Lord of Terror was restrained by the Nether Ancestor.
On Nora's side, there were still Eamon and the Chaos Emperor, two Supreme combat forces. Relying on the two Four Emperors, they could restrain one if Eamon didn't go berserk.
But if the Nightmare wanted to restrain the Chaos Emperor, there were only two options.
One was to gather the power of hundreds of Monarchs to form a military formation.
The other was to give birth to another Supreme.
The first method had already failed once during the last Nightmare War. This method of using numbers against the Chaos Emperor was useless.
Now, they could only take the second path.
Time passed, and in an instant, one-third of the Nightmare's Nightmare Creatures had turned into nourishment for that dazzling crystal. They might have been unwilling, but they were helpless.
In the face of a cruel war, the lower levels were destined to be fuel.
"Report! Nora's entire army is mobilized and heading towards our camp."
For a time, the Nightmare camp became tense.
The Ignorance Monarch said, "It seems Nora wants to disrupt our ritual."
The Death Monarch sneered, "Our ritual is nearing its end. It's a foregone conclusion that the Calamity Monarch will become a new Supreme. Nora is too late. What follows will be a true battle to the death."
The Ignorance Monarch suddenly asked:
"Do you think we can win?"
The Death Monarch said sternly, "I believe in Nightmare! We will surely win!"
The Ignorance Monarch nodded slightly.
The Stone Slab in its mind emerged.
Before the war, it asked itself a question it had never asked before.
"Can Nightmare win?"
The Stone Slab, as always, quickly gave an answer.
[Nightmare cannot win, but you may live]
In an instant, the Ignorance Monarch's mind buzzed.
The Stone Slab had always been accurate.
The choices it gave were the best choices that fit the current situation, so even after the last major war loss, Ignorance did not think it was the Stone Slab's problem.
The Stone Slab was so sure that Nightmare would fail.
Making it, which already lacked confidence, even more desperate.
"How can I live?"
It asked.
After a moment, the Stone Slab gave an answer.
After reading it, the Ignorance Monarch was caught in a dilemma.
The battlefield of the Nightmare Will and the Supreme Mother River.
"Does your Netherworld really want to support Nora's rise? Be careful of raising a tiger that will eventually turn around and harm you... Withdraw, isn't our four-way balance good? "
After discovering that a direct attack was fruitless, the Nightmare Will decided to "convince with reason."
If it weren't for the Netherworld backing Nora, Nora would be nothing.
The vast Mother River, swirling with vortexes of Death, responded with a silent attack.
At this time, the Abyss was still on its way.
The Chaos Attendant said:
"My lord, Nora and the Netherworld have launched a full-scale counterattack. Over ninety percent of their military force has left Nora. What follows will inevitably be a fight to the death."
The Abyss Will said, "Let them fight. We'll watch the show as we travel. A civilization war of this scale will last at least a thousand years. Our timing to arrive is just right."
Star Realm.
From the weakest gods to certain powerful deities.
Many eyes were also watching this battle.
The Star Ancestor decreed that all gods not currently participating in the encirclement of the Zerg should gather in the Storm God Domain. The gods understood that the Star Realm would also be making a big move.
With the Star Ancestor's calculations,
the two sides fighting to the death below would most likely end up benefiting the Star Realm.
This was indeed an era of change.
The pattern of the four behemoths had been broken.
The Star Realm had the opportunity to solely control the Dark Universe.
It all depended on whether they could seize this opportunity.
The Star Realm had always been the most adept at leveraging power.
Some time later.
Before the Twilight Sword River, a team of nearly three hundred Level Ten powerhouses stepped through the air. After a thousand years of growth, the Sword River stretched for millions of miles, vast and boundless.
Around it, floated the corpses of many Nightmare Creatures and demons. These were some who had fortuitously hoped to cross over, thinking the Sword River was an inanimate object.
Little did they know that after the Twilight Hall Master unleashed that sword strike, the Sword River had become the faith of all sword practitioners in the world, a symbol of Nora. Countless swordsmen comprehended the Dao here, and countless people came to visit this holy land.
This universe had faith and spiritual power. The Sword River already possessed a certain divinity. Sensing Levi's arrival, the Sword River emitted a nascent consciousness.
It was overjoyed.
"Master..."
In Levi's mind, a childish voice seemed to appear.
He looked at the Sword River, a gratified expression on his face.
"You have grown to such a degree."
"Yes."
This consciousness was like that of a child.
Levi stepped into the Sword River, and billions of sword energies formed waves, lifting Levi to a height of tens of thousands of miles. In the center of the waves, the sword energy condensed into a throne radiating sharpness.
Sword Throne!
The others watched this scene in shock.
"This... this Twilight Sword River actually has life?"
"It's not exactly life, just a bit of spirituality."
"That Sword Throne is only for the Grand Council President; anyone else who sits on it will have their butt sliced off, hahaha!" Someone suddenly laughed.
"Indeed, it seems our chances of victory have increased. The strength of this sword river is probably not inferior to top experts. If it continues to grow, absorbing faith from Nora and all the swordsmen in the world, it may even aspire to the Supreme Will."
"Yes, with the Twilight Mother River and the River of Time... why don't we create another river of swords, gathering the power of the sword, isn't that stronger than those so-called gods?"
Levi sat on the Sword Qi Throne.
He overlooked the legion, and with a thought, a Great Wall stretching millions of miles materialized around the sword river, like a golden-edged ribbon of Sword Qi, incredibly awe-inspiring.
Every hundred thousand miles, there was a beacon tower-like node.
Levi raised the Sword of Victory to the sky and shouted:
"Ascend the Sword Qi Great Wall, we're going to charge over!"
Eamon laughed heartily and was the first to leap into a beacon tower. Myriad Sword Qi did not touch him but surrounded him, forming a natural barrier.
The Will of Azure Sky clapped and cheered.
"Great, we still have such a trump card."
One top expert after another spontaneously stood around the Great Wall, one stationed at intervals, ensuring a balanced force along the battle line. In the end, nearly 300 Level Ten experts and thousands of Level Nine experts were all arrayed on the beacon towers, full of fighting spirit.
Nether Ancestor and Eamon stood on either side of the throne.
Levi gave the army one last inspection.
"Sword River, you just charge into the Nightmare camp!"
"Yes, Master."
Whoosh! A long dragon of millions of miles roared away.
The sword river was incredibly fast, entering and exiting the void, covering billions of miles in an instant.
Before long, everyone saw the Nightmare camp ahead.
The Lord of Terror, Ignorance Monarch, and Death Monarch stood tall in the sky. Deep within the camp, a Supreme Will aura seemed to be forming, about to awaken.
Levi said, "It seems the Calamity Monarch has reached the Supreme Will."
Nether Ancestor said, "It doesn't matter. This kind of forced Supreme Will is obtained by consuming the Nightmare's own potential. If the high levels are stronger, the lower levels must be weakened.
The overall strength of the Nightmare has not only not become stronger but may have become weaker. After this battle, whether we win or lose, the Nightmare will no longer be a threat."
As a behemoth, she knew this best. With the foundation of the Netherworld, why couldn't they create another Supreme Will? It just wasn't necessary.
With the Four Supreme Wills present, except for the Star Realm, the other three behemoths only needed a Supreme Will proxy each to sit firmly for eternity, unshakable.
Eamon said, "Then I'll trouble you, madam, to restrain the Lord of Terror for a while. The new Supreme Will will be dealt with by Levi and me. We will strive for a quick victory! The remaining two of the Four Emperors and many Demon Lord-level enemies will be handed over to the top-ranked Nether Emperors and Nora's top experts."
Nether Ancestor said, "As long as we do our best in this battle, we will definitely win, but we must be careful of the Star Realm and the Abyss taking advantage of the situation... We can appropriately hold back."
Levi said, "Understood. The most important thing in this battle is to kill more Monarchs. With the means of the Lord of Terror and the Nightmare Will, even if we are defeated, we probably won't be able to keep them here.
But if we kill off seventy or eighty percent of the four hundred Monarchs, and then overturn the lower levels, the two surviving Grand Council Presidents will not be worth fearing. We can deal with them later. Of course, it would be best if we could wipe them out in one fell swoop."
On the other side.
The Lord of Terror's expression was grave.
"This river has actually given birth to divinity."
The two Four Emperors also looked grim.
This next battle was likely to be fraught with peril.
Had they known this, they would have been better off staying at home, passively defending. At least they could have taken advantage of the terrain and survived a little longer.
The Nether Ancestor launched the first attack.
She held her sword with her delicate hand, and the sword energy stirred up the aura of death and reincarnation, creating a vast world like the Netherworld Hell, engulfing the Lord of Terror within it.
Behind the Lord of Terror, myriad images of terror emerged.
"Myriad Phenomena Seal!"
A black and red eight-pointed star pattern appeared on its chest.
Puchi. The flesh on its chest exploded, and a bloody ghost hand stretched out from within. The ghost hand had five sharp claws, and it pierced through space-time in a bizarre posture, striking directly at the Nether Ancestor's face. The Nether Ancestor raised her sword to block, and with a ding, she was blasted away, the sword body trembling violently.
She stopped, raised her sword, and slashed, her face slightly pale.
"This fellow is using a trump card technique that he hasn't used for several epochs right from the start. It seems that Nightmare also knows that he is at the end of his rope and is going to fight to the death."
Both were Supreme Will proxies, and their strengths were comparable.
In addition, they had been fighting each other for countless years, so they knew each other inside and out.
If there was no external interference in this battle, it would be normal for it to last for ten thousand years.
"The key is still Levi's battle. If he can open up the situation like last time and come to support me with Eamon, there is hope to keep him here."
The Nether Ancestor also used her trump card to deal with the Lord of Terror.
On the other side.
The Twilight Sword River charged straight ahead, rushing towards the military camp.
Behind the Ignorance Monarch, a scene of Blind Foolishness emerged, as if opening a large Halo of intelligence reduction. The Divine Light swept over the Sword River, causing it to become confused for a moment.
Many Level Ten experts on the watchtowers also showed a dull look.
Four Emperors Ultimate Skill - Land of Foolishness!
"Six Gods Azure Sky Palm!"
Boom, boom, boom... Six Thunderclaps that reached the sky fell from the center of the sky, piercing through the Land of Foolishness. A giant palm stretching for millions of miles pressed down in the Thunder! The Will of Azure Sky bathed in Thunder, as if returning to its former glorious years.
The Ignorance Monarch flashed wildly, dodging this blow.
It looked at the high tower and said expressionlessly:
"Worthy of being the ancestor of the Barbarian Race, you have some tricks."
It seems this one has returned to its peak. Not much worse than the Four Emperors like it, stopping me is no problem... This is just right.
The life-saving plan the Stone Slab gave it before was this:
[Nightmare is bound to lose this battle, but it can be divided into two situations. First, Nightmare is quickly defeated, Nora sweeps through, and the army collapses. Then don't hesitate, surrender early. Nora still has to face the more powerful Abyss and Star Realm. It is precisely the time to employ people, and she will not refuse your surrender. Second, although Nightmare is defeated, it still retains a lot of living strength to retreat. Then pretend to surrender to Nora, bide your time, wait for the Nightmare King to return, and cooperate with Nightmare from the inside out to take Nora and revive the glory of Nightmare! In short, if you want to live, you can only surrender. Otherwise, with the means of the Supreme Will, if you betray it, in this universe, you can hide to the ends of the earth and still be found, and in the end, you will still die!]
The plan given by the Stone Slab is very realistic and pertinent!
The Ignorance Monarch thought to itself:
"I will first fight with this Will of Azure Sky, whose strength is similar to mine, for a period of time, so that the Supremes will not see that I am slacking off and waiting for an opportunity."
The Ignorance Monarch soared into the sky and fought fiercely with the Will of Azure Sky, fighting to the edge of the battlefield. It did not forget to say, "Even if I fight for a thousand years, I will still take you down!"
The Will of Azure Sky sneered:
"You have to have the ability."
It believed that with Levi and Eamon taking action, the newly promoted Supreme would not live long. When the combat power was unbalanced, the two trump cards would enter the Level Ten battlefield, and Nightmare would be in a rout.
In fact.
It now seems that Nightmare has more Level Tens, but the real Level Ten combat power is stronger on the side of the Netherworld and Nora, because the Netherworld has too many Level Ten mid-stage Nether Emperors.
Therefore, even if Levi's side cannot determine the outcome for a long time, as time goes on, the ultimate winner of the Level Ten battlefield will still be on their side.
Nightmare simply cannot last long.
On the other side.
The Death Monarch unleashed the Graveyard of the Dead, and a swarm of death servants surged out, their size almost comparable to an entire Hell.
It chose the Hand of the Netherworld, this newly promoted top powerhouse.
"If I kill this person, my Graveyard of the Dead may be able to go a step further."
The path of the Hand of the Netherworld is similar to its own, and it has coveted it for a long time.
The Hand of the Netherworld was not afraid at all and was just about to test the power of the Four Emperors when suddenly, endless black and white flames appeared between heaven and earth, filling millions of miles.
A young man with black and white wings on his back descended leisurely, holding twin swords. The left half of his body was smooth as jade, full of vitality, while the other half was withered and decayed, filled with death. His left hand held a black chain, and his right hand was tied with a white ribbon.
Seeing this person, the Death Monarch's expression changed.
"Black and White Nether Emperor? Aren't you in seclusion to comprehend the Supreme?"
The Black and White Nether Emperor, also known as the Life and Death Nether Emperor.
He is extremely mysterious and is the Second Nether Emperor.
Since the First Nether Emperor reincarnated and left the Netherworld, he has always been regarded as the successor of the Nether Ancestor, and his strength and prestige are stronger than the Four Emperors.
As the name suggests, the Life and Death Nether Emperor controls both life and death. He possesses two top-tier Netherworld artifacts: the Death Lock and the Dance of Life.
This was the enemy the Death Monarch least wanted to face.
In terms of death, it was no less skilled than this person.
But this person cultivated both life and death, with life and death mutually generating and countering each other, completely surpassing it.
The Black and White Nether Emperor laughed:
"The Supreme Will is not important; killing you is more important."
The Death Monarch sneered:
"Don't dream; no one can kill me."
Black chains and white ribbons transformed into millions of miles in length, encircling the entire battlefield, condensing into a life-and-death domain resembling a yin-yang fish.
The Black and White Nether Emperor confidently said, "Today, we two will decide life and death."
The Death Monarch manipulated countless servants to attack, but they were all obliterated by the domain.
"Damn it!"
Both of the Four Emperors were restrained.
But as a behemoth, the Nightmare World naturally had many top-tier experts.
There were also some Level Ten peak experts, such as the Misfortune Monarch and the Oblivion Monarch, who were all super-first-tier experts second only to the Four Emperors.
But in terms of the quality of Level Ten experts, the Netherworld had never been lacking.
The Reincarnation Nether Emperor, the Ten Death Emperor... and the two legendary dragons traversing the battlefield, their wings covering the sky: the Void Nether Emperor and the Mind Nether Emperor.
The former controlled the void, and each void cut made it impossible for the monarchs to defend against. The latter's golden dragon eyes swept across, and an invisible Mind Shock swept across millions of miles.
Those who were hit, even if they were at the early stage of Level Ten, would be affected. With the cooperation of the two legendary dragons, no monarch dared to approach the area where they were, and they all retreated.
Other elite Nether Emperors and Legendary Wizards were fighting two against one. This meant that the Nightmare World, which had the advantage in numbers, did not gain the upper hand at the beginning. Not to mention, there was also the Eight Trigrams Formation Battle Group led by Level Nine experts, which occasionally interspersed in the battlefield, wandering and providing support.
As soon as the battle began, some monarchs were in danger.
A burly figure wearing a bearskin cloak summoned wind with his left hand and snow with his right, and the frigid cold from the Northern Territory swept across ninety thousand miles, hitting the Jealousy Monarch. This monarch had luckily survived the last war but had fallen to the early stage of Level Ten.
This time, it was not so lucky.
Seeing that a teammate had controlled a powerful enemy, a fiery fist with a diameter of ten thousand miles, like a sun, pierced the night sky like a meteor, directly hitting the Jealousy Monarch.
A bald man entered the battlefield; it was the Soul Burning Divine Wizard.
The light of the ice and fire explosion illuminated the darkness.
Another golden light came with a sword and drilled into the ice and fire.
Not long after.
Lyon left with a True Spirit impaled on his long sword, and the death of the generation's strong expert, known as "Jealousy Little Devil Monarch," opened the prelude to the fall of Level Ten experts.
The initial victory greatly boosted the confidence of the Nora side.
"Kill!"
The Barbarian Lord, Giant King, Mythical Beast Master, Ancient Mage... these stars high in the Nora Sky Dome stood behind the Sword Qi Great Wall with invincible momentum, facing the great enemy.
From a God's-eye view, it was a group of people guarding the Great Wall. With the Great Wall as a shield behind them, everyone could confidently face the enemy in front of them.
Time passed.
The Sword Qi Great Wall, like a mobile fortress, had already arrived deep within the Nightmare camp. Nightmare Creatures were all around, crashing in like a surging tide.
On the Great Wall, Legendary spells and Ninth Ring spells crashed down from the sky. Behind them, Star Fortresses emerged out of thin air, shooting out blue light, cutting through the battlefield, and killing large numbers of enemies.
Wizards, Knights, Qi Sect cultivators, and powerhouses from all races charged out.
This was the final battle of civilization, and no one could stay out of it.
Elena, surrounded by the aura of Strong Liquor, stood on a Wizard Tower, holding a Divine Weapon longsword. Behind her was the invincible battle group that the Ancient Dragon Continent had been preparing for a thousand days.
Levi divided the Ancient Dragon Continent's forces into two groups. One group went straight to the Yellow Dragon in the depths of the Nightmare, capturing territory. The other group followed the main force, fighting against the Nightmare main force outside the realm.
At this moment.
Those long-dormant Nightmare Lords finally saw the true strength of Nora. Perhaps without the Netherworld, it would not be easy for the Nightmare to take Nora.
At the same time.
Figures in pure white magic robes and Crimson Flame Magic Robes arrived at the deepest point. Here, mountains of corpses and seas of blood were shrouded in hundreds of millions of wronged souls, forming a world of their own, in which great terror was brewing.
Boom! Round after round of scarlet suns bombarded the wronged soul barrier, finally blasting a gap. From here, a detached Supreme figure could be seen opening its eyes.