Abe the Wizard

As soon as Wizard Emir finished threatening him, Abel put back the invisibility cape and teleported right onto Flying Flame’s back. His eyes stared coldly towards Wizard Emir. Everything that was happening on the battleground paused. The battle only happened between a few individuals, but the destruction produced was the equivalent of small-sized warfare.

A grey “soul light” appeared on the battleground. If that wasn’t enough to show how damaging this battle was, there were also broken pieces of the small-size battle puppets for all to see.

Abel said with a taunting smile on his face, “Remember to get the dragons to find me, Wizard Emir.”

Right now, Wizard Emir had no way of detecting the blue dragon essence that was coming out of his body. However, it was a completely different story for dragons. The threat Wizard Emir was making was quite pointless, really.

“So you’ve finally shown up, Abel!” Wizard Emir sighed as he looked towards Abel, “You’re just too young, aren’t you, boy? You would’ve had a much brighter future, but you chose to make an enemy out of the Blizzard clan. You are asking for an early death from us. Don’t you realize that?”

Abel sneered at the comment, “The Blizzard clan, you say? You seemed to have forgotten who I am! Do the ice wind wizards show no regard to those from the lightning clan?”

Wizard Emir didn’t seem to mind very much, “You’re a second-rate apprentice from a subcontinent! Do you think the central continent gives a damn about you? You haven’t even done your identity registration yet, so what’s the Lightning clan going to do if I kill you right here?”

Abel asked softly, “So the Blizzard clan is preparing for an all-out attack, then?”

He did have many methods at his disposal, but it just wasn’t quite possible to have a clean kill on the rank nineteen wizards. No, he would have to think about what’s going to happen once Wizard Emir started fighting him with the instantaneous movement.

Wizard Emir said aloud, “Yes, an all-out it is, Abel! If I can’t get you today, then there’s going to be a rank twenty elder after you! It is best if you surrender yourself here, I would say. If you come with me to our clan, maybe the elder will spare your life.”

The truth stated otherwise. Wizard Emir already gave up on the mission when he saw how fast and strong Flying Flame was. He didn’t want to die here, so instead of carrying on facing Abel by himself, his immediate thought was to go back and report everything to Elder Marz. Given how much he’s already learned from Abel, he didn’t think that he would get blamed too hard for aborting the mission. If Elder Marz decided to continue to job himself, Abel was as good as dead.

Instead of saying much, Abel directed Flying Flame to fly forward. The white fireball in its mouth was as clear as day. Jason was also charging towards Wizard Emir to attack at any point. As for the remaining small-sized battle command spirits, they all fired their consecutive ballista arrows towards Wizard Emir. Once more, Wizard Emir responded by casting the “instantaneous movement” with both of his hands. His body became a white light that disappeared and reappeared several hundred meters away. He was disappearing from Abel’s sight.

Abel sighed in relief when he saw this. It felt just like his first time seeing a rank eighteen wizard. He couldn’t activate his crystal core at all. He could cast spells just by activating his skill tree, but Wizard Emir’s presence just cut off his mana supply entirely, making it impossible for him to cast anything at all. He was getting very uncomfortable with the differences in their power. Despite having an extremely concentrated crystal core, it was still completely overwhelmed in the face of someone that was a total of three ranks above him.

While he was thinking of a new strategy, fresh air swarmed from the middle of the sky. Wizard Emir was putting back the “sky-trapping circle.”

Abel gave a loud command, “Flying Flame! White Cloud! Watch your surroundings!”

At the same time, he teleported to the ground from Flying Flame’s back. Flying Flame let out a dragon’s roar, then flew towards a higher altitude to patrol. White Snow shot out a wave of ice frost towards the Beamon giant beast before it joined Flying Flame.

Abel bowed and spoke to Ruin and Leon, “Wait here, you two. I’ll take care of this guy first.”

Leon smiled and spoke, “You can take care of this first, Wizard Abel.”

After coming to Priest Giant Horn’s corpse, he scanned with his power of the Will and found four portal items in total. He started searching as he stretched his power of the Will into the inside. He wanted some sort of proof because he didn’t believe that Priest Giant Horn could resurrect a Beamon giant beast if he was just an advanced priest. No, not only was it impossible for advanced priests to cast the “resurrection” spell, but it was also impossible for a creature that was resurrected to live for an extended period of time.

This led to one conclusion. Whatever Priest Giant Horn was carrying, he must’ve had at least one item that could keep the Beamon giant beast survive. That was the only way to explain his command over it. Priest Giant Horn was quite rich, so it wasn’t hard to think that he could afford these items. Twenty thousand intermediate skeleton gemstones were quite a sum, even by Abel’s standard. There were also a variety of different potions that he was holding. There was still the “melting potion” that Abel traded with him, and now, it was coming back to Abel after he was dead.

As for the other stuff, they couldn’t quite attract Abel’s attention at all. He’s already got very high standards. Added with the items that the priests were collecting, most of them were pretty much useless for a wizard like him. He could trade them off for some resources, of course, but there really wasn’t any other point beyond that.

“Wait,”

Suddenly, Abel realized that there was an extra bone card in his hands. Upon scanning it with his power of the Will, he realized that it needed to be declared first. This didn’t look like an ordinary card that anyone could declare ownership over, though. The complicated patterns on it and the materials used indicated that no regular low-tier occupation holders would be able to become its owner, let alone use it for themselves.

If Abel had to guess, the bone card used was probably made from the remnant of some sort of ridiculously powerful animal. Out of all the items that he found from Priest Giant Horn, this was about the only one that he couldn’t quite make sense of. When he tried to examine it with his power of the Will, he realized that the card was actually rejecting his application to declare ownership over it.

“I thought Priest Giant Horn was dead,” he thought to himself. That’s when he realized something. Priest Giant Horn was not a wizard like him. Of course, there were certain precious items that he could use at his will. Having thought that, he changed into his druid spirit and converted his internal energy into death qi. After doing so, he injected his power of the Will into the bone card. His druid spirit gave him the same status as a priest when he used his power of the Will into the card.

At the same time, the ice frost on the Beamon giant beast’s body was gone. It screamed and struggled frantically, and the shaking that it was doing forced the multi-surfaced metallic spheres on Johnson’s body to start shaking non-stop. This time, the bone card didn’t reject Abel’s power of Will. His druid spirit successfully entered into the spell circle, making the Beamon giant beast suddenly stop struggling. It became a tamed beast.

Meanwhile, Abel discovered a dark-golden spell rune in the bone card with his power of the Will. It was the spell rune for the “resurrection” spell, a top-level spell for advanced priests. Streams of dark-golden energy flowed inside the bone as it provided the energy for this spell rune to work. The dark-golden energy was constantly recharging other spell circles in this small pond inside of this bone card. It kind of reminded Abel of the divine creations he wore on himself. If his guess was correct, this bone card must be a divine item. The Beamon giant beast, then, was some sort of pet of a divine being. As for how it fell into Priest Giant Horn’s hands, that was not something for him to know.

Abel screamed loudly, “Release it, Johnson!”

As Johnson’s body left the Beamon giant beast, the Beamon giant beast was left standing by itself. There was no intelligence from its face. It was a resurrected creature, and a resurrected creature was, by no means, a living being.

“What a shame!” he sighed to himself. The Beamon giant beast was a dead creature. The dead creature was not supposed to be able to promote its rank. That being said, all that it could do for him was to serve as a tank. Not a lot of help other than that could be used. Of course, that was not to say that the Beamon giant beast was not strong by itself. As the strongest living thing on land, even its resurrected version could withstand the attack of a rank eighteen wizard and a rank eighteen primitive. Since it wasn’t an intelligent creature that could qualify as even a summoned creature, one special good thing about it was that it could be put into a portal item directly. One would have to first get a portal item first, but that was quite convenient in itself.

After putting the bone card back, Abel got the Beamon giant beast into the bone-made portal item.

Abel bowed in gratitude towards Ruin and Leon, “Thank you so much for what happened today, you two.”

Ruin let out a long sigh, “I didn’t think that Leon and I would be so blind, Wizard Abel. I’ve always seen Giant Horn as a good friend. I never thought that he was capable of doing something like this.”

Leon gave a light reminder, “Giant Horn is a priest from the Land of Poisoned Cruse, Wizard Abel. Make sure you watch out for revenge from that place. I don’t think Leon and I will ever talk about it, but there’s no telling what Wizard Emir’s going to do.”

Abel nodded and thanked them again, “Got it. I’ll keep it in mind.”

Ruin advised him, “Make sure you find a big city to stay in, Wizard Abel. Do not get out. The Blizzard clan and the Land of Poisoned Curse had a lot of influences themselves, but no one’s going to have their revenge on you if you stay somewhere public.”

Abel smiled in response, “Got it. Thanks for telling me that.”

Leon said softly, “Get ready to leave, then. We don’t know if Wizard Emir’s going to be nearby.”

“Sure, I’ll leave after packing up the things,” Abel nodded in reply. Having said that, he went to retrieve the small-sized war puppets. The extent to which they were destroyed all varied. He couldn’t fix them himself, but it’d be possible for them to get fixed if he knew dwarves from the central continent. Yes, since he still had some master’s wine and the grandmaster’s wine in stock, but the dwarves couldn’t reach their hands out to help him.

Before he put back the small-sized war puppets, the battle command spirit ordered them to retrieve all the arrows. After that, Abel got Johnson, Jason, and White Snow into the portal beast ring. It was the tent, the defensive circle, and the seclusion circle after that. When he was done, he jumped straight onto Flying Flame’s back.

“Take care, you two!” Abel said loudly while disappearing from Ruin and Leon’s sight. He didn’t just leave there, though. Instead, he called for Flying Flame to go high up into the sky. Once there, he summoned White Cloud and flew right over the two on the ground. There were two purposes for doing this. One, to protect his two friends. Two, if the Wizard Emir was to show up again, he intended to stalk him this form. He knew he couldn’t hold up a fight in close range, but it was always possible for him to drop a super-exploding ball right on top of Wizard Emir’s head.

Meanwhile, he let the battle command spirit do surveillance patrol on the ground as he checked for what he’s collected this time. Despite some of the dangerous situations he had been putting himself into, the harvest had been quite plentiful. He did trade-off some heritage from Ruin, and while a lot of time was needed to practice them, he only needed to learn a few techniques to make things work.

As for the reason for him to receive the heritage of a Barbarian, it was quite simple. Apart from the spells that he could use to strengthen himself, he also needed to learn how to control the six weapons and the six passive spells. The “control long sword,” especially. If he could practice it to max level, he’d be a lot strong in his melee ability. He could not use the knight’s technique while he was on the central continent, but he could use this technique to increase his performance by a lot if he was to go back to the dark world.