Feasting on the Supreme

Feasting on the Supreme—slaying level nine in reverse, even slaying level ten in reverse.

That was still understandable. It had happened plenty of times in history.

Especially because the existence of weak gods had dragged down the lower limit of level ten.

But slaying a Supreme in reverse was truly beyond all reason.

From ancient times to now, there had only ever been so many Supremes.

Such a thing had never happened before.

Levi's Wizard path and Knight path exerted their strength at the same time.

The Bloodbath Effect activated once more.

His Perfect Level Spiritual Power began to soar wildly.

Very soon, it surpassed Eamon's.

The pure-white wizard avatar turned into a giant millions of miles tall, with divine dragons formed from the Nine Innate Spells coiling around him. Depending on the battle situation, they could be unleashed at any moment.

Cosmos Hands slapped out from every direction.

Like ten thousand Buddhas paying homage to their source, the sight was utterly magnificent.

"Where is that woman, the Nether Ancestor? Where is she hiding? Come out."

The Lord of Terror blocked Levi's offensive.

What he feared most was still the Nether Ancestor.

Right now, he was only at the early-stage realm.

If she joined in, Nightmare would have no chance of victory at all.

Levi said, "Why would killing you require troubling the Nether Ancestor?"

The Nether Ancestor had gained something some time ago and was in seclusion.

It would not be long before she emerged.

If everything went smoothly, her strength might be infinitely close to the late-stage realm.

At that time, together with the Mother River, they would kill the Nightmare Will.

As for the remaining diehards, those who should be killed would be killed, and those who should be taken in would be taken in. They were