Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method

Dusk Island.

The island that had carried the history of the holy temple for more than a hundred years slowly sank. To the vast and boundless sea, it was not even a wave.

Levi’s figure faded into the distance. He didn’t bother to rest. He looked at the former Seven Kingdoms Continent and the current Nine Nations Continent.

Behind him, twenty elders stood solemnly in the sky.

“Come with me!”

To cut grass, one had to remove the roots!

Although Madam Ghost was dead, she still had a base in the human world. That was the Spectre Kingdom. There should still be her subordinates there. Since he had already killed Madam Ghost, he would go all out and completely uproot her faction. This way, he could better protect himself! Otherwise, when the headquarters of the Spirit Catcher Steeple came to investigate, they might even be able to trace it back to Levi.

Levi put the Ancient Saint, the corpse demon, and the others into Alice’s ring. He flew towards the Spectre Kingdom as fast as he could.

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This place was like hell, filled with negative energy. Death energy, miasma, poisonous gas… It was simply a forbidden area for life.

On the ancient battlefield that could be seen everywhere, weak undead were wandering everywhere.

As Nora’s sub-dimensional portal, this place was originally not like this. After the end of the Ancient Era, some powerful existences in Hell had once led a vast army of Archdevils of Hell and countless devil lords and little demons to invade this place. A war broke out between the existence of hell and the Legendary Wizard here.

In the end, the existences of hell were killed and died here, just like the Wizard Fall phenomenon of wizards. It was a hellish existence comparable to the gods and the Archdevil of Hell’s corpse. After death, it still contaminated this sub-dimensional portal. The existence of hell had even turned this place into a “purgatory on earth” with a vicious curse.

Endless negative energy filled this place. Most traditional Elementalist School wizards avoided it.

Only a small group of people remained. This was the School of Death.

Apart from “high-level” maps like Hell and the Underworld, no place was more suitable for them to cultivate than this place. Moreover, because they often studied corpses, they were accompanied by those dirty things.

The School of Death was still often stereotyped. Evil, cunning, brutal, and so on. This made it relatively easy for the wizards of the School of Death to be isolated by other schools.

The reclusive wizards of the School of Death were very happy about this. Here, they continued to take root, grow stronger, and develop until today. It had already become second only to the four traditional schools.

With a Legendary Wizard in charge, the Death Wizards became tougher. It was different from the Endless Sea, where the administrative area was divided by the number of rings. The Realm of Hell was divided into four regions.

Decay Swamp, Howling Wilderness, Dragon Bone Mountain Range, Devil Plains.

Every region had a high-level wizard organization similar to the six towers of the Endless Sea.

In the Howling Wilderness, the dominating party was the Undead Spirit Steeple.

As an organization that had given birth to several Grand Wizards, the Undead Spirit Steeple had faced pressure from its neighbors in recent years.

This neighbor was the Spirit Catcher Steeple. Other than the fact that no archmages had been born, the Spirit Catcher Steeple was not inferior to the Undead Spirit Steeple in terms of the number of primordial soul wizards.

The reason was that two primordial soul wizards in the Spirit Catcher Steeple were about to die. They were all lucky enough to become lichs.

One of them was a famous figure in the Howling Wilderness.

Painful Banshee!

Somewhere in the wilderness, hundreds of thousands of feet underground, there was a luxurious underground palace. There were terrifying undead creatures everywhere.

Even a Fifth-Circle Wizard would avoid some powerful existences. For example, the huge bone dragon lying in the underground lake had an aura comparable to that of a primordial soul wizard.

If it was Levi, a Dragon School of Thought Master who knew his stuff, it was obvious at a glance that this bone dragon should have been a pure-blooded Dragon Clan when it was alive. However, it seemed that it had become an undead creature when it was still in its growth stage.

In the wizard tower at the center of the underground palace, a pale witch in a black robe was conducting an experiment in the laboratory with a focused expression.

She was the Painful Banshee, Amira.

In her long lifespan, the lich’s favorite thing to do was research. Because they had lived for a long time, lichs were more knowledgeable than regular primordial soul wizards. Not only that, but their strength was also above average. They had honed their spells to perfection, and the number of spells they had mastered was far higher than others.

“The 864th experiment failed…”

The Painful Banshee looked at the data in front of her, her heart calm.

“How can I solve the problem of the lich meditating without increasing my spiritual force? Can it be that without matter, one’s spirit cannot be entrusted and strengthened? Then, how did the astral world where the gods are located exist and operate? If the astral world is formed by the spiritual force projection of living beings, the gods of the astral world should be some kind of ‘pure mental energy body’. The gods can grow stronger by absorbing the power of faith. Then why can’t my primordial soul grow stronger through meditation after leaving my body?

“I really want to… I really want to capture a god to study!”

Amira’s eyes were eager. She craved knowledge, strength, and… true immortality!

Currently, the lich could only be considered a longevity species.

According to her research, after transforming into a lich, her life expectancy could be two to three times longer than her original life expectancy, but this depended on the individual.

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