Witch: Accumulate Experience Through The Knight Breathing Technique-Chapter 1378 - The Void Entity (4)

Chapter 1378: The Void Entity (4)

Chapter 1378: The Void Entity (4) Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“He fell to the ground, creating a massive crater without a single scratch on his body.

What a monster,” whispered the barbarian soldiers, their eyes fixed on Levi as if he were some kind of otherworldly being.

Bagh’s expression was serious.

He had seen it with his own eyes—this man had emerged from the void itself.

Mastering the power of the void was something only the Barbarian King could begin to comprehend.

“Could it be that this man is a foreigner with strength nearing that of the Barbarian King?” he thought, both surprised and uncertain.

As a barbarian, Bagh held no particular fondness for foreigners, but he bore no deep-seated prejudice against them either.

He decided to ask, “May I know which foreign power you belong to?”

The natives were aware that foreigners formed factions among themselves, so they actively gathered intelligence on them.

Levi replied, “I don’t belong to any power.

I’m just passing through with no hostile intentions.

Carry on with what you were doing.”

After saying that, he tapped into his void power once more, preparing to leave.

“Please wait,” Bagh called out.

“What is it?” Levi paused and asked.

“I’m Bagh, a general of the northern Barbarians’ Winged Tiger Tribe.

Would you be interested in becoming a guest of honor in our tribe?

We already have five like you.

Anyone who proves their worth can receive rewards from the Barbarian King.

Didn’t you come here from another world to gather resources?

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But even with your advanced methods, in the few decades you’ve been here, you can’t match the wealth we’ve accumulated over millennia.”

Bagh’s offer was sincere.

Their tribe’s Winged Tiger Barbarian King, Barr, was known for his eagerness to recruit talent.

Under Barr’s leadership, the Winged Tiger Tribe had reversed its decline and become one of the six major barbarian tribes.

Levi considered for a moment and then said, “Do you have a way to communicate?

Leave me a contact, and if I finish my business, I might consider it.”

Bagh’s words made sense.

No matter how hard the foreigners worked, the resources they could gather were just the tip of the iceberg compared to the three major native civilizations.

Among the three powers, the Kane Empire reigned supreme, dominating the ages.

The Barbarians and the Demon Race were much weaker in comparison and needed to recruit talent to stand against the empire.

Foreigners, unrestricted by local allegiances, made the best recruits.

Many wizards had already joined the factions, fighting for their chosen side and profiting from the chaos of war.

Levi had considered this path himself but thought actively volunteering would lower his status.

Bagh’s invitation presented a convenient opportunity.

He mused to himself, “Now that my strength is enough to traverse Io freely, it’s time to come out of hiding.

Apart from the Kane Empire, tightly controlled by the Supreme Archmage, the Demon Race has the Mind Flayers as their pawns.

I should see for myself what the Barbarians have to offer.”

Levi had long been curious about the Barbarians’ Totem Warrior path.

He wanted to take this chance to study it, to see if it could provide any insights for the path of knights.

The road to transcendence lies in studying various strengths, adopting the best, and discarding the rest.

Seeing that the foreigner might be interested in joining, Bagh’s face lit up with a smile.

“Our method of communication may seem a bit primitive,” he admitted, aware that the foreigner’s civilization was far more advanced than his own tribe.

He handed Levi a shell.

“This is an Echo Shell, extremely rare,” Bagh explained, holding up the shell.

“They come in pairs, one male and one female.

If you and I each hold one, we can communicate across Io.”

Levi examined the shell carefully, finding no issues with it.

He smiled and said, “Interesting.”

Not wanting to delay his march, Bagh said, “The Winged Tiger Tribe will always welcome you.

I have some matters to attend to, so I must take my leave…

Also, this rift is a battleground where one of our Barbarian Kings fought a Supreme Mage from Kane.

It may still hold hidden dangers.

It’s best if you don’t venture too deep.”

“Thanks for the warning.

I’ll be careful,” Levi replied.

After bidding farewell, Bagh led his army southward in a hurry.

Levi watched them disappear into the distance, then returned to his shelter.

“These barbarians are quite different from my preconceived notions,” he mused.

Ancient Banyan Fairyland.

The region of Flaming Mountain.

The Iron Tree was thriving, now over two meters tall.

The Black Lotus Beast rested in the lava, healing its injuries.

When it saw Levi approaching, it quickly stood up.

“Lord Dragon King,” it greeted respectfully.

“It’s fine.

Continue your recovery.

Your body still needs a lot of time to heal,” Levi replied.

The Black Lotus Beast had already awakened but had been severely weakened by the Nine Cities Alliance and required a long period of rest to fully recover.

Without Simon’s control, the beast had regained most of its sanity.

It understood that it was Levi who had saved it and knew that he wasn’t a Dragon Abomination but rather a human with Dragon Clan blood.

After Levi displayed his Six Dragon’s Might and gave a convincing speech, the Black Lotus Beast willingly submitted to him.

After all, Levi possessed the bloodline of its ancestor, the Red Lotus Dragon, perhaps even stronger.

Seeing the Dragon King’s kind nature warmed the beast’s heart.

The Dragon King was nothing like Simon—he was genuinely a good person.

The Black Lotus Beast had been resting peacefully in this paradise for three years, eating and sleeping with nothing else to do, and it almost felt embarrassed by such a leisurely life.

After checking on the Black Lotus Beast, Levi returned to the Small Stone Pond.

Nearby, in the Graveyard of Death, the fruits on the Dead Soul Date Tree had all ripened.

The tree thrived here just as well as in its original habitat.

Gerri the Swordsman was quietly training, practicing his swordsmanship.

Levi had already learned Ghost Crying Slash from Gerri, incorporating it into his own sword techniques.

He also had some ideas for the second form of the Heavenly Dragon Sword Codex.

The other undead, too, were growing stronger, nourished by the death energy that surrounded them.