Chapter 2245: Chapter 479: Ultimate Saint, Gray-White Academy!

“This bead is the level 8 exotic treasure [Wind Destruction Realm], this longsword is the level 7 exotic treasure [Wind Killing Sword], and this golden silk armor is the level 7 exotic treasure [Golden Silkworm Armor]…”

Levi was in a good mood.

Any exotic treasure would make this trip worthwhile for him.

Especially the Wind Destruction Realm; this bead, like the previous [Ice Sea Pearl].

Contains a broken plane, only the will of the plane inside has dissipated.

Levi planned to use it first himself.

Once he was powerful enough and no longer needed this treasure, he would refine the [Destructive Black Wind] within it.

With the Destructive Black Wind gone, this exotic treasure would be useless.

Then he would give the shattered plane inside it to Mana for refining, and her strength should advance further.

After storing away the exotic treasures, it wasn’t long before a level 8 aura aggressively approached.

The person who came was a Feathered Person wearing golden armor, standing ten meters high with golden wings.

It was the king of the Feathered People, the King of Feather!

It had been at the early stage of level 8 for nearly a thousand years, and was not far from the middle stage of level 8.

The King of Feather looked unfriendly.

“You’ve killed so many of my people and still dare to linger here as if nothing happened, you must be quite confident in your own strength.”

Levi said:

“The King of Feather, without any provocation, deployed troops against our Humans’ Rune Land; what a mighty show of force.”

The King of Feather laughed skyward.

“Survival of the fittest, the strong prey on the weak. It’s always been this way. You aren’t from this world, are you? Do you intend to stand up for Rune Land?”

It was a level 8 powerhouse and not foolish, able to see Levi was not an ordinary Rune Saint.

Recalling the foreigners that stirred the Saint Roland Continent seven hundred years ago.

It already had an answer in its heart.

Levi said:

“Yes, I am here to demand the King of Feather withdraw his troops and promise never to invade Rune Land again.”

The King of Feather’s aura was overwhelming.

“Even if you’re unique in your power, you and I at most can only fight to a draw. I’m not afraid of you. Leave, I don’t want to fight today.”

Levi rose and drew his shark-tooth-shaped sword.

“Then let our skills be proven.”

The natives on this Saint Roland Continent had always been arrogant, leaving Levi with no more illusions.

The King of Feather flapped its golden wings, traversing infinite distances in an instant, its wings transforming into spinning blades, the dazzling golden light slicing through everything!

The Nine-colored Emperor appeared behind Levi, the Emperor’s Sword slashing out to counter the blade light!

Sparks flew, the void trembled, energy dissipated into the floating island below.

The level 8 battle shockwave caused the island to tremble faintly.

The King of Feather was surprised to see the opponent directly withstand its attack.

“You’ve got some tricks up your sleeve, let’s see how long you can last!”

Levi and the King of Feather fought freely between heaven and earth.

The King of Feather was incredibly fast, enveloped by a cyclone domain with a hundred-mile radius.

Inside, countless wind blades sliced, obliterating everything.

But Levi’s Brilliant Golden Dragon Armor was already at the late stage of level 7, with extremely formidable defense.

The Emperor’s protective force field was fully activated, protecting Levi as he directly fought the enemy within the domain.

The Undying Body along with the Undying Divine Domain made Levi stand like a god or demon at the heart of the storm.

Powerful innate spells, primordial soul spells, left the King of Feather overwhelmed.

Fortunately, the King of Feather’s golden armor was the clan treasure [Golden Wind Jade Armor].

Also a level 8 exotic treasure, its defensive power was extremely strong, allowing it to endure Levi’s assault.

With both fighters at level 8, everyone else dared not intervene.

Both Levi and the King of Feather possessed extraordinary strength, with no sign of victory in sight in the short term.

The Second Prince immediately reported this matter to his elder brother on the distant divine mountain.

“What? The Ultimate Saint is fighting alone on the Sky Island? And fighting against Father?”

Without caring about the frontline battle, he immediately gathered several powerhouses and hurried away.

The figures of Levi and the King of Feather spanned across the islands within tens of thousands of miles.

Everywhere they passed, the earth shattered, mountains were uprooted, and the Feather Tribe fled in all directions.

This was its own homeland, and though the King of Feather felt exhausted, it dared not flee alone.

By dusk, the King of Feather was already exhausted.

Levi noticed its speed getting slower and its strength diminishing.

Boom!

Accompanied by a punch capable of destroying heaven and earth!

The King of Feather, along with its armor, was blasted into the island below.

Crack.

The island developed a rift hundreds of miles wide.

The central pit was unfathomably deep.

The King of Feather lay sprawled in the middle of the pit.

The golden armor was unscathed, but it was too weak to hold on.

In reality, if not for the strength of this armor, it wouldn’t have lasted this long.

As the strongest clan treasure of the Feathered People, it shielded it from countless injuries.

Unfortunately, the armor wasn’t omnipotent.

Some attack aftershocks could not be offset.

Gradually, the King of Feather was gravely wounded internally.

Its internal organs shattered, bones and blood vessels burst, its essence damaged, further eroded by crimson toxin, Black Thunder, and blue flames, preventing wounds from healing. It excelled in speed and slaughter but lacked in physique.

The King of Feather looked dazed, staring at the black-armored swordsman before it, unscathed.

Its own attacks had inflicted fatal blows on him multiple times, even blowing up his head and stabbing through his heart once.

Yet, he didn’t die.

This was a person with not a single weakness.

His body had surpassed conventional lifeforms.

Those organs were meaningless to him.

“Monster…monster.”

The King of Feather murmured, closed its eyes, and awaited death.