Witch: Accumulate Experience Through The Knight Breathing Technique

Chapter 1960: 0432 The Legendary Path! (Large Chapter for Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)_2

Another charming-looking, four-limbed red mushroom hopped out energetically; it’s called Williams and self-proclaimed “Mushroom Prince.”

“Oh, Caesar is being disobedient. Milady, don’t worry; this prince will discipline him!”

These two monsters, emitting the aura of level 9 beings, charged into the battlefield and overwhelmed the Hundred Beast Berserk Witch to the point of no retaliation.

Surrounded by three monsters that had already reached level 9, the battle ended without suspense.

The tongue of the Frog Princess was unfathomably long, enveloping the area for thousands of miles around the Hundred Beast Berserk Witch, both inside and out, in three layers; the witch struggled continuously within but it was futile.

The Mushroom Prince kept hurling all sorts of bizarre small mushrooms from his hands, blasting the wizard forms of the Hundred Beast Berserk Witch full of holes.

The six holy swords from the Twelve-winged Goose Angel penetrated the body of the Hundred Beast Berserk Witch, nailing it to the void, rendering it motionless.

Chain Lady couldn’t help but feel emotional inside.

Both at level 9, she found herself far from being comparable to Lady Rowling.

Lady Rowling didn’t even need to lift a finger; merely three monsters were sufficient to subdue the Hundred Beast Berserk Witch.

The face of the Hundred Beast Berserk Witch paled like that of the dead, but she still looked coldly at Rowling, without pleading for mercy.

Rowling said:

“Caesar, your power and ambition don’t match. You’ve been blinded by desire. You could have become my best… family, just like Angela, Green, and Williams.”

The Hundred Beast Berserk Witch laughed:

“I don’t want to become your family, to be used as your tool and experiment subject. I just want to be myself. As the Hundred Beast Berserk Witch, I have no regrets in dying after having had my journey outside!”

After a moment of silence, Rowling said:

“Fine, I shall grant you that.”

In the world, the giant bluish-green tree grew wildly, extending countless branches that coiled around the Hundred Beast Berserk Witch and penetrated her body. The witch shrank continuously, and her aura kept plummeting.

She watched, wide-eyed, as she plummeted from a ninth-circle down to eighth-circle, seventh-circle… and in a blink of an eye, she fell to a first-circle, then reduced to a mundane existence as an ordinary person—a naked, blond man.

But, this was not the end.

The veins in the blond man’s body began to bulge, and terrifying roars echoed.

His body started to hunch, wither away, diminishing in size, transforming into a child, then a baby, and finally into a fleshy orb, which ultimately became a fist-sized blood sphere.

Inside the blood sphere, faintly visible were a hundred differently shaped giant beast phantoms.

Rowling, holding the blood sphere, sighed:

“Caesar, I gave you life and now I bestow upon you death. Next, you will accompany me in a different way, to witness our shared… legendary path!”

The blood sphere flew into the giant bluish-green tree that had already grown 100 fruits.

The leaves began turning blood-red, and the fruits transformed into Blood Fruits.

Sounds of roaring, faint yet discernible, came from within the giant tree.

The tree kept growing, breaking through the boundary of the secret realm’s sky, still climbing, its branches and leaves forming a translucent bluish-green path stretching into the Land of Darkness. Countless Truth Runes shined upon the path like a myriad of stars scattered within.

All the wizards present were shaking with awe at this sight.

Even Chain Lady looked on nervously, her breath becoming rapid.

“Lady Rowling’s legendary path has begun… Following the Frost Witch, in the Wizard World, another legend is about to be born! I have witnessed history!”

On this dazzling path, the solitary figure of Rowling in a white robe walked, with each step her figure became more ethereal, her aura more formidable.

And on both sides of the path, only Rowling could see the indescribable calamities and ordeals—unfathomable grand horrors!

The figure of Lady Rowling gradually receded into the distance, disappearing.

North Sea Secret Realm.

Lucy Witch opened her eyes.

“Rowling is ascending to legend.”

Central Realm.

Strong gazes from various entities turned towards deep space.

The Black Abyss Walker muttered to himself:

“Next, it is my turn!”

…

Ten years later.

The year 175 of Nora.

Ancient Banyan Fairyland.

The 599-year-old Levi emerged from prolonged seclusion.

His spiritual force and presence had grown far stronger than they were ten years ago.

He appeared more profound and reserved.

He placed his hand on the Klein Crystal Ball.

[Spiritual Force: 5600]

“It’s close. Only 429 points away from the maximum.”

“Looking back, I am almost 600 years old. So it seems, there is hope for me to ascend to the Seven-Ring Realm before I turn seven hundred.”

As his spiritual force expanded, through his relentless cultivation, the proficiency of his spells also rapidly improved.

“Earth King’s Blood”, “Destruction Melt Flow”, “Holy Flame Giant”, and “Shining Eye” had all been trained to the abilities of level 14 of a sixth-circle and were ready to be utilized in battle.

These spells would be his weapons against the Demon Army.

He intended to cultivate them to Perfection before the Blood Battle commenced.

The special spell “Death Finger” had also been cultivated to its limit.

Levi’s method of cultivation involved constantly spellcasting against the Nightmare Creatures of the Nightmare World.

From the beginning, where he could only instantly kill Nightmare Creatures below rank five, to now, even a level 6 Nightmare Lord stood a chance of being slain in one strike!

Of course, the success rate wasn’t very high.

Even with a 90% Luck Boost from the Lovers Rune, Levi only had about a one-third success rate. The stronger the foe, the lower the rate; for a Level 6 Peak adversary, the chance didn’t even reach one in five.

This spell was indeed somewhat useless.

However, Levi didn’t regret learning it.

After all, his main goal was to imprint the Witch Mark.