Chapter 3079: Chapter 631: Final Battle with the Nightmare (Part 1)
"Halo Knight, you have finally arrived!"
The Dark Moon Knight embraced Duke Rumon, tears streaming down his face.
Lonely, so lonely here.
Unlike Destruction Heaven, buzzing with life and excitement.
"Hahaha, where is the Qing Niao Knight? That rascal told me weâd step into level 9 together, yet here I am and heâs nowhere to be found." Duke Rumon swept his gaze around.
Not long after.
Another figure burst through the doors.
It was a magnificent blue bird, reminiscent of the fabled Green Bird: sacred and grand, its cry crisp and resonant, trailing behind it a radiance of dawn and frost.
"Iâve arrived. The old still have their edge after all."
The Green Bird Knight could not help but exclaim in admiration.
Clearly, he had set foot on the knightâs path earlier.
Yet in the end, it was still Duke Rumon who overtook him on the winding road.
"Hehehe, these days I focused on Knightâs Practice as my main path, Wizard Cultivation as a supplement. I didnât want to be the last to break through among the Eighteen Riders."
Duke Rumonâs attitude was as playful and spirited as a youthâs.
The Green Bird Knight suddenly understood.
So youâve been secretly competing with us, huh?
The Dark Moon Knight burst into laughter.
"Splendid! Now Invisible Heaven has three of us united. Once the Goddess Knight arrives, weâll have enough for a game of mahjong, hahahaha!"
Thinking of his mother, the Green Bird Knightâs heart grew somewhat somber.
"May Mother reach level 9."
He and his father only wished to accompany Elsa a while longer on her journey.
Otherwise, their mother would meet them only in the form of a Heroic Spirit.
Thus, among the 18 Twilight Cavalry, 15 had already become level 9 Knights.
Only the Dragon Flame Knight, Peacock Knight, and Snake Knight were but a step away.
Beyond the Eighteen Riders, including the Divine Light Knight, three more level 9 Knights had emerged, each near their lifeâs end but with Legendary Bloodlines.
The upper echelons of the holy temple and the top geniuses were gradually entering the era of the ninth level.
This made Levi look forward to the coming great war all the more.
...
Ten years later.
Upon the Sorren Continent...
The Daydreamer stood before his residence, gazing up at the fantastical archway of dreams that stretched across the sky.
It led to the Land of Darkness, where a lone figure walked upon it.
"Best of luck, Dream Moon."
Phantom Wind Walker and Dream Moon Walker were the first wizards to follow Daydreamerâboth mentor and friend; they endured endless nights together, awaiting the dawnâs first light.
Atop the Tower of Heaven...
Levi, in resplendent white robes, also wore a grave expression.
In his heart, he sent silent blessings to Dream Moon Walker, quietly waiting.
Time flowed swiftly; in the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
Yet none saw that lone figure return.
Just as all began to wonder if a miracle like that of the Green Forest Master or Levi could repeat, the Daydreamerâs face suddenly changed as he gazed at the shattered soul token.
He closed his eyes, and with a quiet yet sorrow-laced voice declared:
"Dream Moon has fallen."
Levi sighed and said:
"Legendary is hardâharder than reaching the blue dome of heaven."
The Legendary Great Tribulationâhe, too, could do nothing to overcome it.
There were simply too many junctures where the faintest misstep meant death.
The congress had prepared some life-saving trump cards for Dream Moon Walker, hoping that, even if he failed, his life could be preserved; now it seemed, without extraordinary fortune,
failure meant obliteration.
Now, all hopes shifted to another Nine-Ring Perfect Wizard:
Phantom Wind Walker.
Three years later.
Phantom Wind Walker was ready.
With the remains of the Nightmare Monarch, he forged a Legendary Artifact: the Wind and Moon Mirror, to commemorate his dearest friend and, carrying his last wishes, embarked on the unknown path to legend.
Even the Daydreamer could not help but grow anxious.
The other Legendary Wizards also clutched their hearts in worry.
A month later, an ethereal blue bridge appeared over the Sorren Continent. Its surface was like a mirror, reflecting a scene where gentle wind caressed the willows and the bright moon shone upon the river.
A figure seemed to step out from the phantom mirror, crossing into reality.
Phantom Wind Walkerâtriumphant!
In that moment, Legendary might radiated from him; his eyes blazed with passion, his spirit embraced the sky dome.
"Dream Moon, Iâve become Legendary!"
A disk as round as the moon, as bright as a mirror, hovered behind him.
This was his Legendary wizard form: Mirror of Dream and Blooming Flower.
In Sauronâs letter to him, there were but two words:
One was [Wind], the other [Moon].
Windâdispels the fog, sees through delusion, pierces the real.
Moonâmysterious and elusive, weaves illusions, fishes for the moon in water.
Phantom Wind Walkerâs jubilant cry moved all present.
Levi offered his congratulations:
"Congratulations, Phantom Wind Walker, on attaining the legendary pathâmay your years reach ten thousand!"
The other Legendary Wizards soon joined in their felicitations.
"The School of Dreams flourishesâtwo have now become legendary."
"They can already rival the Elementalist School."
"Who could have foreseen that, millennia ago, this was a school without even a single Grand Wizard? Blessings and calamity walk together: Nightmare was a tribulation, but also the School of Dreamsâ creation."
Emmon asked:
"Phantom Wind, what is your legendary title?"
Phantom Wind pondered, then replied:
"Mr. Feng Yue."
"Excellent, congratulations to Mr. Feng Yue!"
The next day, the Supreme Council proclaimed:
Phantom Wind Walker has advanced to legendary, title: [Mr. Feng Yue], legendary profession: [Master of the Wind and Moon Mirror], legendary demiplane: [Land of Wind and Moon], legendary honorific:
[Emissary who rules illusions, sage who listens to the wind and admires the moon].
This newly-ascended legend is possessed of unmatched might.
His Legendary Wizard Tool, also serving as his wizard tower, is named [Wind and Moon Treasure Mirror]; it reveals and perceives the dreams of myriad souls, thus weaving supreme illusions.
Even Level 10 Strongmen, should they be trapped inside, might lose themselves and be lost forever.
He is worthy of being called "Little Lost Monarch."
With this, the number of living Legendary Wizards had reached twenty-three.
...
Nora Calendar, year 3300.
The Blood Battle, year 3188.
The number of Nora Great Wizards surpassed 400; Level 9 Alien Experts: 660; for the first time, the number of Level 9 Strongmen exceeded 1,000âholding half of all the Pan-Planeâs power.
Level 10 Strongmen: sixty-eight.
Such might, even the Giants could not look down on.
Since being expelled from the Nightmare World by the Supreme Will, Levi and the Nora Army had not set foot there again. Now that Nightmare had awakened, further clandestine action was no longer feasible.