Chapter 1082 - Treating Injuries
Chapter 1082: Treating Injuries
The Saint inquired in an angry voice, “What is this, Momo? You’ve gone on and on about capturing Bennett, so why is there no progress?”
Knight Momo explained, “Mr Saint! The infiltration mission is fully operating as we speak. We have confidence that another large-size teleportation circle will be built outside of Bay Law City. This is only built 50 miles outside, but from news our men received, Bennett changed his residence a few days ago. We’re still trying to figure out where he’s moving, and that’s why we are delayed.”
The Nation of God had spent a bunch of divine power on using contact circles to make the process of capturing Master Bennett faster. They didn’t get the news they wanted, and they waited and waited. If the divine armor weren’t so important, the Saint would’ve halted this operation earlier. Also, even if they managed to get Master Bennett, it was costly for them since the Wizard Union already targeted their intelligence workers.
The Saint spoke quietly, “No more delays, Momo! There are too many intelligence officers! We can’t just keep exhausting our divine power storage!”
Knight Momo nodded slowly, “Yes, Mr. Saint.”
They went through a lot of work brainwashing people from the central continent to be their intelligence workers. Only a few would be influential enough to be of true worth, and many resources would be needed to get them to important positions to help do their bidding. What the Nation of God was doing now was the same as sacrificing these people for short-term results. If they continued pursuing Abel, they would have to throw away another batch of well-trained people they recruited. The Saint didn’t want that.
Meanwhile, Abel was just done moving into his new place, and he had no idea of much the Nation of God spent on just trying to find him. He didn’t care. He was busy lately ever since Wizard Hutton came here. There were a hundred advanced wizards that were transporting the 31 law-defying wizards that were in a vegetative state.
While it wasn’t such a difficult thing to treat the law-defying wizards, it was too much of an important matter for the dwarves. They wanted to increase the numbers even though these law-defying wizards had only an expected life expectancy of 60 years. That being said, if any of them could promote within that short period of time, it would be a great thing for the dwarves in total.
The other important part was the timing. They analyzed that the demon from beyond could be awakened within a hundred years. They needed these law-defying wizards to fill in the numbers. That was where Abel’s golden quality “longevity potion” would come in handy. At times like these, the dwarves could always use their emergency back-ups to help prolong the lives of these wizards. They did have the recipes and the ingredients, just as Master Bennett requested. It wouldn’t matter if the brew were a failure.
As a matter of fact, for these law-defying wizards to come back, the golden quality “longevity potion” and the dark golden quality “healing potion” were important. The golden quality “longevity potion” was meant to prolong the life expectancy of these wizards, but it was not enough to heal the wounds left on their bodies. Most of them had permanent wounds on them that got them to this vegetated state in the first place. The only way to treat these injuries would be Abel’s dark golden “potion,” since that was just how bad the wounds were.
Wizard Hutton bowed to Abel, “Please, Master Bennett!”
He was no longer as relaxed as before. In fact, Wizard Hutton was afraid that he might’ve said the wrong thing and offend Master Bennett. He needed Master Bennett to treat those law-defying wizards, or he would be in great trouble. It was the same for Wizard Bunyan and the one hundred advanced wizards. Actually, this was the first time the dwarves were so careful in the way they spoke and acted. There was a lot to take into consideration. For instance, many of these wizards that they were trying to revive were seniors and good friends of the advanced wizards.
Abel was blunt, “Get out of the hallroom, Wizard Hutton. I need to be alone to treat them.”
The dwarves made sure to keep it a secret, but he didn’t want dark golden potions to be seen by anyone else. It was the reason that everyone was treated directly by him.
Wizard Hutton waved for everyone else to leave, “How about me and Bunyan here, Master Bennett? We’ll just watch and not talk.”
Abel didn’t care to argue, “Circle spirit! Send these two away.”
Without saying a thing, he connected his power of the Will to his circle spirit. The two were sent out immediately to appear in the hallroom. When they got to the hallroom, Wizard Hutton looked powerlessly at Wizard Bunyan and turned to look towards where they were sent from. He didn’t think about going back, though. He was very familiar with the circles inside this golden castle. Combined with the control of the circle spirit, he never thought about sneaking in because that would be impossible even without Abel’s watch.
Wizard Bunyan shook his head, “We have to wait.”
Unlike Wizard Hutton, Wizard Bunyan didn’t know Master Bennett that well. He had to keep his boundaries, and strangely enough, this helped him learn what to do faster.
Inside the hallroom, Abel chose to go with the easy way to do this. He took out his golden quality “longevity potion” and the dark golden “healing potion.” After dividing them up, he poured them into the mouths of the 31 law-defying wizards. The potions acted like buckets of water that were poured on the dead trees. The law-defying wizards just regained strengths, whereas the dark golden potions continuously healed the wounds on their bodies. They were not as overpowered as the “full recovery vitality potions,” but there was only a bit of lag regarding the healing speed.
Abel could use the full recovery potions if he wanted to, but he was worried about how he could explain healing so much that the wizards got younger. Yes, apart from treating severe injuries, the full recovery potion could also revert one’s age. If a wizard was supposed to live up to 1000 years in theory, but the potions, injuries, and mana corruption took a toll on his health, his actual life expectancy was much less than 1000. If he didn’t participate in any combat himself, there was a chance that he could live up to 900 years. A severe battle wound might take away one or two centuries, and this was where the fully recovered potion was very different from the longevity potion. Again, Abel had to be very careful not to “overtreat” these patients that he had on his hands.
After the potions took effect, the 31 law-defying wizards started waking up.
A law-defying wizard opened his eyes and looked around, “Who are you, elf? Why am I here?”
Abel spoke in his mind, “You are a rank 25, I see.”
He then spoke to the wizard, “I’ll have you wait, I guess? I’ll fetch someone to explain everything to you. Hey, Wizard Hutton. Wizard Bunyan! You can come inside now!”
Unable to wait any longer, the two dwarven wizards teleported inside the hallroom. They completely forgot how rude it was to teleport into the building. They were promised that the 31 wizards would be healed, but to really see it was a phenomenally emotional thing for them.
Wizard Hutton went forward and bowed, “You’ve returned, Grandfather!”
Wizard Hutton was like a child in tears. He didn’t care about his reputation at that moment.
The wizard couldn’t believe it, “You’re Huttie?”
“Huttie! Yes! I’m Huttie!” Wizard Hutton smiled. He was sure that his grandfather had fully recovered.
The wizard couldn’t believe it, “I thought I was inside the magic tower outside the Doomsday Wall. How am I here?”
He then noticed the abnormal change that happened to him. He was originally in grave danger when he sustained a terrible injury. His life was also about to end, and that was why the central continent got him inside the magic tower. By this point, he also realized that the injury he had were gone. His depleted lifespan was also coming back. It was almost like he could try to push to become a legendary wizard once more. It was a dreamlike situation for him.
“You’ve been saved by Master Bennett!” Wizard Hutton explained, then turned his head, “This is Master Bennett.”
The wizard bowed, “If that’s what Huttie said, Master Bennett, I choose to believe it. I find it hard to even believe that this is my body now. Thanks a lot! I’ll help you if you need anything.”
Wizard Hutton introduced, “Master Bennett, this is my grandfather, Wizard Bart.”
Abel smiled and responded, “So you are Wizard Hutton’s grandfather. You are one of us, then? Is your body fine by now?’
Wizard Hutton went ahead for further explanation, “Master Bennett’s dwarven friend is my disciple, by the way.”
Wizard Bart smiled to show that he understood, “I’ll make sure to teach him myself, Master Bennett. You have my word on that. Actually, I don’t mind pushing myself to become a legendary wizard like this!”
Wizard Hutton knew how quick dwarves were with their words, “Maybe a few more years before you get back to training, Grandfather.”
Wizard Bart wasn’t listening, “What do you know, Huttie? My injuries are gone! Gone! I’m healthier than before! Plus, with what I’ve learnt over my last failure, I can make sure that the success rate of a promotion would be more than 20%!”
20% was pretty high for a legendary promotion. Usually, it was 5%. This was why the wizards would store up all their resources just before their lives were about to end.
Abel raised his voice to ask, “Would it be alright for me to do a body check on you, Wizard Bart?”
Wizard Bart didn’t refuse, “You saved my life. Of course!”
Abel switched on his world stone fragment and scanned Wizard Bart’s body. He realized that he was becoming much more powerful than ordinary wizards. Combined with the aid of the world stone fragments, he could now tell that his body had just minor injuries on it now. As powerful as the dark golden “healing potion” was, there was just one bottle that froze Wizard Bart’s body. There was no continued healing effect.
This was when he turned to look towards the hallroom. The other law-defying wizards were waking up to ask their successors about what happened. Abel connected his power of the Will to his circle spirit, and immediately, he was teleported to Wizard Bart and Wizard Hutton’s sides. There was a seclusion circle that separated them outside the hallroom.
Abel took out a healing potion to Wizard Bart, “Drink this now, Wizard Bart. Don’t ask any questions.”
Wizard Bart squinted his eyes and stared at the lightning arc that was inside the bottle. He knew how precious the potion was. After taking it over, he swallowed it down in a very cautious manner. He knew that Master Bennett didn’t brew anything ordinary, and if he was handed a potion in such a secretive manner, something had to be going on here.