Chapter 1310 - 3 levels
Chapter 1310: 3 levels
Abel never experienced anything like it. The 3 rank 26 wizard patterns in his soul were growing without him even doing anything.
Maybe it was the rewards he deserved for winning against the ancients. It has been ten thousand years since the last person challenged the ancients, so the amount of energy accumulated in the circle was even greater.
Abel’s rank 26 patterns were fulfilled at an instant, but it did not stop. Another strange energy rushed into Abel’s soul and connected to Abel’s power of the will and directly fused it with the power of law.
The rank 26 bottleneck Abel was supposed to experience was completely neglected, and the scent of leveling up immediately shot up from Abel.
His soul and body began to grow, and the elements around him bonded even closer.
His body began to grow transparent once again as energy brushed against him. Even after the strengthening of the dragon temple, his body continued to grow.
The familiar pain he sensed in level-ups emerged again, but his pain tolerance has also grown since then.
Ever since he went to the dragon temple, he was already many times stronger than normal humans.
His body was initially 55% percent energy, but bit by bit, it was becoming 60%.
With the support of that strange energy, rank 17 wizard patterns automatically formed in his soul.
Just like that, tens of years of progress for Abel in the Dark World was complete in an instant, and Madawc’s statue finally stopped glowing.
Abel thought this might be all the reward he would get for this fight, but suddenly, Korlic’s statue also began to glow and strange energy madly charged into him again through the magic circle.
His rank 27 wizard patterns were quickly filled up again.
Indeed, this was only possible not only because there were large amounts of energy accumulated in the circle. Abel’s rank was also much lower than any other who challenged the ancients.
Abel has only won because his powerful gears, his full recovery potion, his druid soul, and his world stone have worked seamlessly with each other.
Although summons was not allowed in the challenge of the ancients, Abel’s druid soul and the world stone were not the case.
Therefore, the rewards he could have were beyond his imagination.
He did not even need to do anything. All he did was watch his soul fill up by the seconds. In just a few minutes, his rank 27 wizard patterns were fully fulfilled.
Was he dreaming? This process could take a wizard hundreds of years.
The scent of leveling up shot up from him again.
Abel held down the vicious pain of leveling up with joy.
After all, there was only one reason for his hard work. There was only one reason he went in to advance day and night. Level up as a professional!
His body was becoming 65% energy, and the rank 27 patterns automatically morphed into rank 28 wizard patterns through the power of law, just like how his rank 26 wizards patterns did a moment ago.
Korlic statue kept going, and his rank 28 wizard patterns continued to fill up until the peak before it finally stopped.
There was no bottleneck, and another level-up was about to take place.
Abel was almost numbed by this point. Did he just level up 3 times in a row?
He did not expect too much from the ancients. He was only expecting 3 ability potions at most, but this was beyond what he hoped for.
The Dark World was a special world with energy that suppressed professionals. Even a rank 40 god rank professional could only reflect the power of a normal professional.
What mattered more in the Dark world was gears, and that’s why Abel loved exploring this place.
Not to mention, he was the only professional in this long-abandoned world, so the level of his gears was at its peak.
If Abel was fighting the ancients with his own ability, he might not be able to even leave a scratch on them.
Since any professional below rank 30 was considered low level in the Dark World, he was enjoying the rewards from winning against forces many ranks above him.
When Abel’s body reached 70% energy, and he was slowly becoming rank 30.
Rank 30 was the pinnacle of the legendary rank. A huge chance would take place to fully turn his body into energy.
Since he was also a druid, he had an extra 5 % energy compared to other wizards, which saved him a few hundred years of retreat.
It was at that moment, Talic’s statue began to glow and energy-charged into his rank 29 wizard patterns. Abel was stunned. Was he really becoming rank 30?
That would sure be amazing, but just when he was a hair away from fully fulfilling his rank 29 Wizard pattern, the energy stopped, and the magic pattern below him vanished from sight.
His body was lowered to the ground again and a white beam shot out from the center shrine towards the entrance to the passage at the end. The metal door that stopped Abel was opened.
However, Abel no longer had the energy to continue. After leveling up so many times, his soul was aching. What he needed was some rest, reorganize his team, and resummon the knights who got killed.
He stood up and bowed towards the statues.
The last gaze Talic gave him was still in his mind. It almost felt like Talic was still conscious, but no matter what, they still gave him more rewards than he wanted. He had to pay his respect.
Abel then ignited a scroll of the town portal and returned to Harrogate before teleporting back to The Rogue encampment. He did not stay there. Instead, he walked through the portal and directly appeared in the Golden Castle.
Without even looking at the time, he jumped on his bed and fell straight to sleep until the sun beamed upon his face the next morning.
It was almost a long-forgotten feeling. It has been many years since he had a good night of sleep.
Abel reopened his eyes and looked out the window. It was already noon. He took a shower and then headed to the golden castle’s balcony.
It was the place where the dragons normally hang out together.
At that moment, a few dragons were enjoying some red wine, and they all smiled at him.
“Brother Abel, your energy feels a little different today!” Gold Dragon Kemble’s eyes sparked and asked.
Although Abel did not let out his scent, some still managed to sift out since he had just leveled up.
“Yeah, I feel it too!” Black dragon Prague began to gaze up and down at Abel.
Abel merely smiled and kept quiet, but this made the dragons even more curious.
Abel gazed out at the landscape. The Battlecry plateau was covered in green. This place could rarely grow a tree initially, but it was the changes his kingdom brought.
The place was no longer looking like a slum, and he was so proud as the master. He then let out his heart and began to sense the sounds of nature.