Abe the Wizard

Abel stood beside the wisdom tree inside the ancient building. He was inside Blood Moor of the dark world. His eyes were filled with joy, knowing that the rate of his training could be much faster.

His progress had been much slower after becoming a law-defying wizard. It was not like the speed in which he was absorbing the mana was slowing down. Since he was using the light stone to train, the absorption rate of his mana was actually ten times faster than regular law-defying wizards. He’s also had the time disparity of the dark world to help with him. Because of how much time he was spending in the dark world, his mana capacity was pretty high already as a rank 21 law-defying wizard.

What he lacked now was the lightning element, freezing element, and fire element. He needed the three elements to solidify his wizard runes. This was something that could only be accomplished through patience. The appearance of the wisdom tree was like a spark of hope for him. The power of the Rule could be absorbed by any class holder, which would just escalate the rate of his training. If he wasn’t here on time, Wizard Luce might just become a major figure on the central continent within a few centuries. Still, Abel ended up being the one to take up the results of that labour the Snow Spirit Mountain had been putting in.

Abel switched on the soulspeaker’s ability. He placed his hand on the tree bark and felt its condition. Since the ancient building was no longer on the Snow Spirit Mountain, the only thing that the wisdom tree was absorbing now was the fire element and not the freezing element. This would mean that the wisdom fruits could only earn fire elements. Now that Abel controlled the three elements, he needed a lot more balance than that.

Abel took out his top-level stones, “Maybe I’ll use my advantage here.”

Yes, his advantage was an infinite amount of top-level gemstones. While others had to be very calculative to not waste any gemstones, he could use any fragments he had and turn them into top-level gemstones. Here, he got all three types taken out to use. The red one was for fire, the yellow was for lightning and blue was for freezing. Slowly and carefully, he placed the stones at the roots of the tree. With his soulspeaker’s ability, he could feel the message that the wisdom tree was sending.

He could sense the wisdom tree absorbing three energies. Eventually, the energy reached the fruit and became three different energies of the Rule.

He murmured to himself, “Wonder what the founder was thinking. He’s got a vase this big when this could’ve been much easily solved.”

Still, he wasn’t confident enough to destroy the ancient building, which was the “vase” containing the flower. The roots were taking up most of the lower half. If something affected the growth of the wisdom tree, he would’ve had too much to regret about. Actually, as long as the wisdom fruit was alright, he would’ve never touched the ancient building without it being absolutely necessary. As for what the tree of life was sensing, he might just have a good conversation with it some time later with his soulspeaker’s ability.

If there was anything about the founder that Abel didn’t know about, it would be about the amount of effort that was put into shaping a building that was designated for the wisdom tree. It just wasn’t sustainable to keep supplying the tree with gemstones, so allowing something to contain the tree would just allow a slower absorption that would keep it alive for longer.

Abel looked towards the 15 green wisdom fruits. If they contained only one element, he might just pick one and see for himself. According to the records, the wisdom fruit would grow every 30 years. In that case, given how time flows differently on the dark world and the central continent, every one and half years, he could just get one wisdom fruit. That was already much faster than any legendary fruit out there.

Abel wasn’t satisfied, though. It had only been seven to eight years since he became a wizard. Although one wisdom fruit everyone one and a half year was very fast, he was been making much more progress than that before. Actually, since he’s got a lot of the fountain water from the “three goddess statue” he got from the Holy Continent, maybe he could do something with it.

Abel came and waved at Elder Rock of the high elves, “Rock! Over here.”

Elder Rock flew over and bowed, “Great god! Your servant is here to serve you.”

Abel took out a portal container, “Rock, I’ve got some fountain water contained here. You pour some on the wisdom tree everyday alright?”

“Yes, god,” Elder Rock took the flask over and bowed.

Abel trusted Rock since he was the first high elf that was born. High elves were hardworking and diligent, so he didn’t have to worry too much if they didn’t follow his orders.

On the second day, as Abel returned to the dark world, it had already been several months inside the dark world. The first thing he did was to use the instantaneous movement to head beside the wisdom tree. Before, the leaves were shining much brighter while the fruits were losing all glows. Now, however, the tree was shining in a gold that was much brighter than the green of the leaves. Abel’s eyes were fixed onto the 15 golden lights. He didn’t need to take a second look to know that the fruit was growing into maturity.

Abel’s power of the WIll transformed into a single hand. He grabbed onto a wisdom tree and pulled it off the branch. The wisdom tree was growing in a very strange manner. The fruit was supposed to contain the power of the Rule naturally, and the power of Rule was starting to lose the same spark as it should’ve had.

The amount of the three elements contained almost amounted to one percent of a full rank 21 wizard rune. That was still a lot. No wonder wars were fought over this in the ancient times. Now that the fruit was harvested, it could only be preserved for one day before the power of the Rule it contained would be dispersed. Abel wasn’t so concerned about this when he read about this in the records. The personal storage box was taking care of this. No, he’s killed too many people before to care if the food was put together with some dead bodies.

Able continued to harvest the other 14 fruits. Slowly and carefully, he placed the 14 fruits inside the personal storage box. They didn’t even take up one tiny slot of the personal storage box. There was still one left, and of course he was going to eat the one in his hand straightaway. Before eating though, he went ahead to check the state of the tree.

While in the soulspeaker’s mode, he slowly inspected the wisdom tree and sensed that the energy absorbed was still gathering over there. In just a bit longer, the fifteen branches might just grow the fruits at the same spots. He looked towards the roots, where he placed the top-level gemstones. Since he was using the three goddess’s statue fountain water to boost the growth of the tree, he might have to supply more energy to the tree.

The spot that was growing the 15 fruits had already cost 15 of each element. In total, 45 top level gemstones were spent on this. Abel was rich, but he was still kind of dumbfounded to see that he was already spending a fortune the worth of a small wizard organization. The Snow Spirit Mountain would’ve had to spend thirty years for this.

Abel held the wisdom fruit in his hands. He didn’t think that it’d be a good experience to have the fruit in his mouth. Still, he thought about the power it contained and took a bite. As soon as his teeth dug into the surface, three strange energies swarmed into his body and went towards his wizard rune.

He could feel the heat. The heat was the element of fire, which was a bit different to ordinary fire elements. The base of the element would be the same, but there was something else about this that Abel wasn’t exactly sure was. It was probably the material that made the fruit capable of containing the power of the Rule.

The material was harmonizing the fire element. It’s almost like the mediating material he was using to brew potions. It was meant so that he could absorb fire elements that he couldn’t before. The other one was a freezing element, which made him feel a chill. The one that made him slightly numb was the lightning energy. Abel’s three 21 wizard runes were greedily sucking onto the three powers of the Rule. This absorption he was having just saved him half a year of training inside the dark world. With ten wisdom fruits. With ten more fruits, he could just be promoted to rank 22.

Abel felt like eating another wisdom fruit, but he could feel like his body couldn’t absorb the fruit. If he wanted to keep doing this, he would have to wait ten more days. Of course, this feeling would only benefit his divine spirit ability that he had when he was inside the Rogue’s Encampment. Otherwise, he would have to waste one wisdom fruit to learn about this.

Abel squinted. It seemed that he could only have one wisdom fruit every ten days. In other words, the correct way to harvest fruit would be to harvest one every ten days. He’s very lucky to have the personal storage box, or else, he was just going to waste all that.

Days passed on the central continent. Abel would spend the time inside the dark world to make sure that he was having one wisdom fruit everytime he was on the central continent. This helped him contain a lot more Power of the Rule. After ten days, he sat on a cushion he made inside the Rogue’s Encampment and set up a large-sized mana gathering circle for him.

The mana was already precipitating in the air. Apart from the dark world, it wouldn’t be possible for any other place to contain a mana rich environment such as this. Abel’s expression stiffened. Today was the day he was going to attempt to be promoted into rank 22 wizard. Since his dragon druid rank was already 22, that would’ve already automatically opened his pathway to becoming a rank 22 wizard.

Now, the one thing he would have to do was to consume one wisdom fruit and complete the last storing of his power of the Rule.

“Rank 22 wizard. Here goes,” he said to himself as he revealed the golden wisdom fruit. He placed the fruit in his mouth, and when he bit onto the skin, he could feel that the power of the Rule was filling all three of his wizard runes.

Once Abel reached rank 21, he could feel an automatic sublimation of his presence. The three runes were transformed into pure energy, which contained both his power of the Rule and his power of the Will. As the two merged with each other, they became a strange material that was not seen before. His role was basically to use this material to draw the rank 22 rune, and that’s no difficult job since he’s had all the experiences and tools he needed to get it sorted.

Abel’s power of the Will was transformed into three rune pens. Three elements, three energies were compiled and formed into ink to draw the three rank 22 wizard runes. Once the last one was done, Abel could feel that his main spirit was starting to solidify. He could also feel a subtle change. Before, he could only unleash a rank 22 dragon druid essence with his druid spirit. Now, he could use his main spirit to unleash a rank 22 law-defying wizard presence.