Witch: Accumulate Experience Through The Knight Breathing Technique
Chapter 1668 - Chapter 1668 0385 All the seas and mountains bow down, Eternal Star Abyss Wizard Tower!

Chapter 1668: 0385 All the seas and mountains bow down, Eternal Star Abyss Wizard Tower!

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(Big chapter asking for monthly tickets and subscriptions)_5 Its abilities are numerous, commonly using “Control Ocean Currents,” “Poisonous Ink,” “Spiral Jet,” and “Shrinking.”

It could reduce its size at will, from a gigantic creature of several hundred meters to the size of a palm.

And compared to other giant beasts, its intelligence was also higher.

Next, Levi rode Paul, touring Western Aio.

He went to the Northern Barbarian Tribe lands.

The barbarian tribes still existed, but they no longer had Barbarian King-level powerhouses.

The previous battle in Chaos City had dealt a devastating blow to the barbarian tribes.

Perhaps in hundreds, or even thousands of years, the barbarian tribes might gradually regain their strength and then continue the previous cycle.

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But next, the boss they would face was no longer the Supreme Archmage, but…

Levi.

Although this was unfair to the barbarian tribes, Sauron considered it from the perspective of wizard civilization, and Levi was helpless.

Afterward, Levi went to the demon race lands in the Million Mountains.

The situation of the demon race was similar to that of the barbarian tribes.

Demon king realm powerhouses had already died out, leaving only some ancient demons barely surviving.

However, the Million Mountains were rich in demonic aura, and given time, new demon kings might be born.

Levi found a giant underground cavern and used a fifth-circle array to create a mushroom farm.

He then planted spores there.

According to the Art of Fungus, demonic aura facilitates the growth of fungi.

Levi had already witnessed the power of Music Fungus.

Next were Bomb Fungus and Fungus Breeding Gear.

In the central Kane Empire, the faith in the Supreme Archmage collapsed.

The surviving mages in the empire, connected by schools or master-apprentice relationships, began building mage towers.

They recruited apprentices and rebuilt mage civiliation.

However, the newly born mage civilization, lacking tools like Supreme Divine Talisman, was obviously not as powerful as before.

Levi, like a behind-the-scenes observer, carefully watched the evolutionary process of civilization on ruins over the past century.

“The Dark Ancient Tower, isn’t it just a large laboratory?”

Levi did not interfere much with the three great civilizations.

He randomly appeared in the gathering places of mortals, in the guise of a White-robed Wizard, taking along some mortals with promising wizarding or combat skill talents.

The ancient tower had few restrictions regarding the removal of mortals.

Population was also a resource for wizard civilization.

As the creator, Sauron naturally hoped that the mortals within the ancient tower could provide fresh blood for the Wizard World.

In the blink of an eye,

Three months passed.

On Paul’s body, a dozen Kane people were protected within a light shield.

They were young, both male and female, and even the least talented in wizarding talent had triple affinity.

Half a year later.

On Paul’s back, an eight-year-old boy timidly stood within the light shield.

His name was Sta, and as he looked at the White-robed Wizard ahead, his little heart was filled with envy.

Three days ago.

This wizard had passed through their village and with a wave of his hand, golden light struck dead hundreds of black beasts, saving the villagers, including him.

Levi turned around, and the little boy bowed his head, not daring to look directly at him.

Sta was the only Thunder Wizard he had discovered in the past six months, a rare Thunder Element Child.

Levi planned to have him become Sorrett’s disciple, so that Sorrett could personally teach him Black Oblivion Thunder spells.

If he survived, he had hopes of advancing to rank five and even primordial soul in the future.

These people, including Paul, had all been taken by Levi using the permissions of the ancient tower.

As for Ancient Banyan Fairyland, according to the Law Enforcer’s Manual, they were not allowed to open this time.

Now that his permissions were nearly exhausted, there was no need to waste more time.

“Golden Absolutes Race, I’m coming.”

…

Western Aio.

Underground world.

A Blackstone Palace lingered there, slowly absorbing the elemental power around.

Inside the palace.

Captain Arixis sat on the throne, with several first mates standing guard by his side.

Within the cabin.

Crowded with countless barbarian, mage, and demon race natives of Aio, captured as “sacrificial offerings.”

The number of these offerings was in the thousands.

They looked despairing and numb.

The Golden Absolutes Race was too powerful, especially the one who claimed to be the captain.

With a single punch, he had directly killed their Archmage or a rank five from the barbarian tribes.

Among this group, there were some familiar faces to Levi.

Silver Badger Tam and his tribesmen from the Badger tribe.

Tam, now a late-stage level 5, had no strength to fight back before the Golden Absolutes Race.

Arixis said coldly,

“The Blackstone is almost fully charged, and next I will communicate with the [Golden Will] through sacrifice, relying on the power of the Sacred Tree to tear through this ancient tower’s barriers and send us back to the Land of Darkness.”

Golden Will, also known as the Golden Ancient Tree.

In the culture of the Golden Absolutes Race, if All Saint Kings are gods,

then the Golden Ancient Tree, towering above all Saint Kings, is their Supreme Will!

The sole God of Creation!

They believed that in the boundless [Black Sea], there was nothing the Golden Ancient Tree could not do.

Arixis exclaimed,

“Wherever the Sacred Tree’s will shines, the golden law flourishes everlastingly!”

He looked at those offerings as if they were mere pigs.

“Lowly creatures, being the bridge to communicate with the Golden Will is an honor for you!”

He waved his hand, signaling the start of the sacrifice.

Three Midor golden sculptures, perfect bodies, transformed into golden blades.

“May the Sacred Tree shine upon you!”

Midor chuckled coldly, and as the blade light flashed, the heads of the offerings fell to the ground one by one.

The screams and cries of pain were incessant.

Arixis clasped his hands together, his heart devout:

“Blame the creator of this ancient tower…

He trapped you here, treated as pigs, and I’m just helping you liberate.”