Abe the Wizard

Abel watched the soul light rise from Wizard Luce’s dead body. He started to feel kind of emotional. Several years ago, he almost died trying to fight Wizard Malon. If it wasn’t for the oak tree, he probably would’ve never won. Now, however, against a law-defying wizard of the same level, he didn’t even need to do the fighting himself. All it took was his spiritual guardian knights, and spiritual guardian wizards, for Wizard Luce die easily.

After killing Wizard Luce, Frankenstein teleported right next to Abel. Abel’s power of the Will was scanning across Wizard Luce’s corpse. Abel took the portal bag over and looked inside for a bit.

Abel couldn’t believe that it was a bag inside, “This wizard organization is dirt poor. I can see that.”

Actually, Abel’s never seen a law-defying wizard with so little on him. He decided not to take anything from here. Wizard Luce would get to keep all his belongings even after he was resurrected. Or, Abel would just Wizard Luce something completely new by then.

For now, Abel placed Wizard Luce’s corpse inside the personal storage box. There were a bunch of corpses inside already, and they were all just waiting for him to resurrect them. Abel was planning on doing that very soon, but Wizard Luce had to be done after the legendary sacred knight was resurrected. This was so that he could bring Wizard Luce with him anywhere on the central continent, and not just inside the dark world.

Abel unleashed his power of the Will. He could see that there was no one going to the Snow Spirit Mountain for inspection. Since were several soul lights coming from here, that would make a lot of sense. This was not the Holy Continent. Most people would have a fairly good idea of what the light shining so up high was. As a matter of fact, most regular people and apprentice wizards were already rushing down the mountain to escape. For all they knew, the Snow Spirit Mountain group was as good as dead.

Abel didn’t walk into the ancient building immediately, “Do a scan on the building in front of me, battle command spirit.”

Very quickly, an image of a scan of the structure was presented to Abel. From what it looked like, the ancient building was completely built around one tree. The tree was probably not normal. Also, Wizard Luce seemed reluctant to leave this place, even after Frankenstein had killed all the other wizards.

Abel smiled, “So what is it you wanted, Wizard Luce? What is the secret of the Snow Spirit Mountain?”

Frankenstein placed his hand and tapped on Abel’s shoulders. He was bringing Abel into the ancient building. Since there was the map ready, Abel was already quite familiar with the place. He could just pinpoint himself to be teleported to the centremost position of the ancient building. As he did that, he could see that there was a spell circle, something as familiar as it could be. It was a defensive circle and a seclusion circle.

Abel took a step back and gave Frankenstein the opening, “Be careful, Frankenstein! Don’t break the thing inside!”

Frankenstein twitched its body and stabbed with “spirit sword” in the circle. The barriers of the defensive circle and the seclusion circle appeared. They were shaking frantically. Frankenstein’s physical attack was terrifying. In close proximity, even the mad knight couldn’t guard with his defense.

WIth two popping noises, the defensive circle and the seclusion circle were destroyed. There was a fruit tree with 15 blue fruits inside. The bark of the tree was white, similar to that of jadestone. Even the leaves were like jade. The fruits didn’t look as captivating as the other parts. It was almost like the tree was naturally grown so that the fruits were the hardest to find.

Abel could tell that this was a fruit tree that was as rare as it could be. Combined with the mana and the spiritual qi floating about, this fruit tree was rare. If Abel couldn’t sense the life force that was coming out of it, he might just think of it as a sculpture.

Abel went forth and switched on the soulspeaker’s ability. He placed his hand on the bark and felt the presence of the fruit tree. The fruit tree did not generate any spirituality like the oak tree and the tree of life. It was closer to just an ordinary fruit tree. There was still something very different, though. There was a fire element around this building and a freezing element naturally at the Snow Spirit Mountain, which this fruit tree would absorb every day to grow.

From what Abel could tell with his soulspeaker’s ability, the fruit tree was here ever since it was a sprout. It took several thousand years for it to mature. Abel knew the tree was rare, but he didn’t know what it was.

As a matter of fact, the ancient building was nothing more than a safehouse for this fruit tree. It was hard to tell, but all the parts that were hidden beneath the soil were already occupied by the tree’s giant roots. Also, the tree didn’t look that big at the top. The bottom already took up the entire 5000 square meters.

From the memories of the fruit tree, Abel could tell that the fruit had already matured once. He counted for a while, and he realized that the last harvest must’ve happened before Wizard Luce became a law-defying wizard. Could it be? Abel wasn’t sure, but what if the fruit tree was a link for Wizard Luce’s promotion into a law-defying wizard?

The more Abel thought about this possibility, the more he was sure of it. Normally, a small-sized wizard organization like the Snow Spirit Mountain would only be able to promote their best wizards to rank 20. If they wanted to take it a step further, heritage items and a large number of resources would be crucial. The former was doable for most smaller groups, but the latter was not. Every ingredient for promotion, especially for law-defying wizards, required a huge price to afford. Even if the less influential groups could gather this amount of resources, it’d still be very difficult to find organizations that would do trade with. Of course, the Wizard Union would very often have these resources ready, but they would often have a lot of missions that required to be accomplished to trade for these. Most just wouldn’t bother with it.

Back to Wizard Luce. It was very strange that he managed to become a law-defying wizard without the help of any mid to large wizard organizations. Also, given that the last time the fruit was harvested was when it was ripe, Abel thought that the fruit tree had to have something to do with Wizard Luce’s promotion. He began to look intently at the fruit tree, especially towards the 15 fruits that were not ripe yet. He could feel the very subtle fire element and freezing element that were inside.

He screamed, “How is this possible!”

There were fire elements and freezing elements inside, which already far exceeded his imagination. From his estimation, once these fruits were ripe, he could just take them and cultivate both elements inside his own body. As a potion master himself, while he could see that the elemental energy stored here was still very little, he was very certain that the power harnessed to become much, much stronger. This would be an excellent supplement for even law-defying wizards. Actually, since Abel was still stuck at wizard rank 21, this would just be the boost he needed to push to the next level.

He laughed out loudly, “That’s good! Great!”

Frankenstein didn’t know what Abel was laughing about, so it just stood without saying anything. Abel went head and broke through the defensive circle and the seclusion circle. After supplying magic gemstone, he went ahead and hid the fruit tree.

He thought to himself, “I can’t have this here!”

On the four ends were the spiritual guardian knights and the spiritual guardian wizards. Doff was also there, and he wasn’t so worried that anyone was going to break in, so he went ahead and used the “instantaneous movement” and came over to the warehouse of the Snow Spirit Mountain. At the entrance of the warehouse, he frowned as he looked at the circle that was flashing on the gate.

He thought that the ancient building was his by now. The ancient building was actually the vase of the fruit tree, and he didn’t want to break the vase. Suddenly, he thought about the portal bag that was on top of Wizard Luce’s corpse. There seemed to be a sign card there. He took out his sign card out of his personal storage box and placed it on the identification circle. The warehouse gate was opened very quickly.

Abel walked inside the warehouse and saw that boxes were inside. He went ahead and opened a box, and he saw that there were training resources for wizards inside. Training resources were essential for all wizard groups. It was the basis of their existence.

Abel didn’t pay any attention to the boxes. He wasn’t interested in the training resources. Rather, his eyes were focused on the small box that was made of gemstones. Even with the seclusion of the gemstone, he could feel the chilling presence of the box. On the surface of the box, he could see that many sealing circles were engraved. It’s almost as if the items inside could be leaked. He went ahead and opened the box. He saw that there was a familiar item inside. The appearance wasn’t so familiar, but he was familiar with the material that was used to make this.

This was a freezing pillow, similar to his freezing bed. This had to be the heritage item of the Snow Spirit Mountain. Compared to the one that was at the ice wind clan, this seemed to be inferior. He was still pretty satisfied, though. Apart from the fire element heritage items, all the heritage items on the central continent were something one had to fight for. This time, he did got what he was after by attacking the Snow Spirit Mountain.

If there were anything else inside this warehouse that could interest him, it’d be the heritage books. He wasn’t interested in anything else. He walked out of the warehouse, realizing that he didn’t care to see the other spot. The location was already his, so he might as well take his time slowly in the future. With that, he had Frankenstein bring him to the front of the ancient building. He took a final look and thought back to the scanning image that he received.

He spoke to himself, “I’ll need something major!”

He turned around to speak to Frankenstein and Doff, “Doff! Frankenstein! Bring everything above base for me.”

Doff and Frankenstein began to start working. While Doff was breaking the rocks on top of the Snow Spirit Mountain open, Frankenstein dealt with the meeting point of the stones and ancient buildings very carefully. Followed by a series of damage, Abel started to frown. It wouldn’t be a problem to tell Doff to smash the entire mountain’s top, but not affecting the ancient building would require a very unrealistic sense of delicacy.

And there was so much work—at least two days of it. Abel came here and killed people, so he wasn’t even sure that he should use that much time. Having thought that, he called out the 2000 puppets out of his portal bag. Among them were small-size war puppets and engineer puppets that he got from the Holy Continent and the Lance Continent.

Of course, Abel didn’t have the ability to command so many puppets. He was letting the battle command spirit do most of this. Very quickly, the top of the Snow Spirit Mountain became something of a gigantic construction field. The 2000 puppets, combined with Doff and Frankenstein, hammered on the mountain.