Abe the Wizard

As White Cloud continued to fly in the sky under its invisibility mode, Abel, Ruin, and Leon headed towards Silan City. They weren’t just going straight in, however. They were planning on making a landing right outside the city before making an entrance.

For Abel, he needed some self-strengthening before going back to have his revenge on the Blizzard clan. He was not the type to be passive under these types of situations. Once he headed back to his estate, he went to his basement, set up a seclusion circle, and immediately headed towards the dark world.

He was starting at the Rogue’s Encampment. After coming to the blacksmith workshop, the first thing he did was take out all of his red iron ores and roast them above the inferno flame. He then banged on them with his Horadric Malus. With the help of the Horadric Malus, he spent a total of five days creating enough red fine steel for himself. The quality was quite fine, too. It was much thicker than when his earlier testing.

Next up, he started working on the multi-surfaced metallic spheres, which he was extremely proficient at. Jason was ten meters tall. He decided to spend a few more days setting the spheres into shape before drawing the element-resistant runes on them. With just the equivalent of a day on the central continent, he created all of Jason’s body parts right inside the dark world. The most important reason for that was that one, he was a grandmaster blacksmith. That, and with the help of the Horadric Malus, he managed to get the job much faster than any other blacksmiths would’ve imagined.

“Come out now, Jason!” Abel slapped the portal beast ring on his left hand. Quickly, a black hole appeared right in front of him. Jason walked out of it after withdrawing the flame that was covering its body. It tried to conceal the fire element, but glowing red light would still spark occasionally on the titan armor it was wearing.

When Jason walked out, it saw a bunch of red multi-surface metallic spheres on the ground. It was very excited to see this because it was jealous of the ones Johnson was wearing. After making sure that Abel made them for it through the soul chain, it went to absorb them with its arm. Soon, all the red stones it was wearing on its body were replaced by the red multi-surfaced metallic spheres.

Two minutes had passed. There were now a lot more Redstone iron ore stones on the ground. Not many red multi-surfaced metallic spheres were left, though. Jason already changed into its new form, which allowed it to have an increase in both power and defense. The red fine steel was a much more durable material than the redstones. Also, due to the higher concentration of fire element inside it, its offensive capability was elevated to an entirely higher level.

Abel smiled as he saw Jason in the new form, “Your head is still your weakness, Jason! Don’t worry. I’ll find another metallic stone monster for that.”

Jason responded by expressing their gratitude through the soul chain. Without such a gift, it might have spent a few thousand years before it could find a metallic stone monster on its own.

Anyways, Abel withdrew Jason back into his portal beast ring. He finally got the time to look over the things he got from this ancient ruin. There were the two boxes he got for succeeding in his training. One of them belonged to him, while the other was a portal item he found from Priest Giant Horn. Upon opening the box that belonged to him, he realized that there was just one bottle of potion inside. The one that put it here was kind enough to put a label on the bottle.

The “beast spirit potion.” There was also parchment paper inside the box, which explained what it did. The potion was quite simple; it enhanced the bodily functions of any beast-type summon creatures consuming it. It was a one-time item, which meant that every beast could only use it once. It wasn’t like Abel couldn’t achieve this with his “soul potion,” but the soul chain acted by strengthening the soul, not directly to the body. While being a potion at a higher level than this beast spirit potion, a lot more time was needed to fully absorb the potion’s effect. This time would become a lot longer every time the user was increasing his level.

When Abel went to open the other box, he was surprised to find that there was also one bottle of the beast spirit potion inside. He didn’t know that Priest Giant Horn came to the beast fighting pit for it. No, he didn’t know that Priest Giant Horn wanted to use it for the Beamon giant beast, either, as this was the only way to strengthen the resurrected creature. He could try to use it on his summoned creatures, but he was afraid that he couldn’t handle the effects quite well. He didn’t know enough about it. If he wanted to be safe, his summoned creatures would have to wait before they could drink more “soul potion.”

That being said, it wasn’t like the beast spirit potion was entirely useless. It was actually quite important for the druid class because druid-class summon creatures tended to be weaker in their overall traits. It wasn’t like he was planning on using it on his dire wolves or spirit wolves. It was the same for his crows and the poison ivy. He wanted to bet on the chance that he could use it on the grey bear, which was the ultimate summon creature of a top-level druid. He would have to wait quite a while before he could summon one, though.

With two bottles of the beast spirit potion in hand, he decided to use one right on the Beamon giant beast to see what would happen. He took it out of his bone-made portal item, and a loud bang occurred right inside of the Rogue’s Encampment. The Beamon giant beast appeared right in front of Abel. Its eyes contained the death color, which was unique to death spiritual beasts. Once angered, this lifeless pair of eyes would be filled with murderous intent, turning it into the most deadly fighting force on land.

Abel’s power of the Will was wrapped around the beast spirit potion’s opened bottle. The potion was dragged near the Beamon giant beast’s mouth, and once he commanded it to open up the mouth, he poured the potion inside. If his understanding of the description he was reading was correct, this potion would increase the Beamon giant beast’s power by 200%. If a rabbit drank this, then it’d gain the power of two rabbits. Similarly, if it was a tiger that drank this, that tiger would gain the power of two tigers. It was not very hard to see why Priest Giant Horn was so desperate now.

Abel was heard the friction noise produced by bones and muscles. The eight-meter-tall Beamon giant beast was growing taller instantly. Its muscles were starting to become more and more pumped. Eventually, it started growing after reaching ten meters in height. Veins were popping out like magma that was about to erupt from a volcano. They actually looked a lot stronger than Johnson when its entire body was made of multi-surfaced metallic spheres.

Abel’s power of the Will became a lot more sensitive because of it. He could feel the change that was taking place inside of the Beamon giant beast. From what he could see, it was demonstrating strength in its rawest form.

Abel murmured as he stared towards the monster in front of him. “Perhaps I’ve been overlooking how strong it was,” he said to himself. He had thought the Beamon giant beast was a disposable fighting force, but he was starting to think that it was capable of doing a lot more than just being a meatshield. He didn’t even have to test its power to see that it was a lot stronger than Johnson.

The difference of power between Jason and Johnson was determined by the number of multi-surfaced metallic spheres that their bodies contained. While the Beamon giant beast was originally a lot weaker than Jason, if the two were to fight again, Johnson would’ve had to pick a very different approach. Johnson would’ve had to try to fight with speed, and given how much tougher the Beamon giant beast’s defensive power became, the fight would drag on endless before either one felt exhausted.

Having decided that the Beamon giant beast was a lot more important than he originally thought, Abel chose to pour his resources onto it right away. He took out a bottle of the “soul potion” from Valya’s ring. After opening its lead, he drained the potion into the Beamon giant beast’s mouth with his power of the Will. He wanted to know if the potion could work on an already-dead creature in the same way as the soul potion would to his spiritual guardian knights and the spiritual guardian wizards. Also, he wasn’t sure if the potion would work on creatures trapped inside bone cards.

Nothing particular seemed to have happened when the potion was poured into the Beamon giant beast’s mouth. Abel could notice something slightly different, though. Its dead eyes looked slightly vivid. This encouraged him to use up four more bottles of the soul potion. The Beamon giant beast was starting to look a lot more alive. Its stiff standing position changed to become a lot more natural. When he wrapped his power of the Will around its head, he could notice the change that was happening.

Unlike most dead spiritual beasts, this Beamon giant beast didn’t have a soul flame inside of it. It was a unique being that came to move with the “resurrection” spell of a priest. This way, it was only capable of shifting between being completely stationary or relying on its fighting instinct back when it was alive. Under normal circumstances, this state could not be held on for very long, but the priest’s divine item, the bone card, used special energy to keep the dead spirit in place. This was not something that humans were capable of achieving.

After wrapping the Beamon giant beast’s head with his power of the Will, Abel discovered something strange. The five bottles of the soul potion started to create a spirit on top of the Beamon giant beast’s head. It was not a soul flame, however, but a real soul that was set into shape. He could understand how it came here. Perhaps the Beamon giant beast’s spirit never actually disappeared after its body was dead. Perhaps the “resurrection” spell was activated in a special way in accordance with the divine being, which somehow created a soul under the influence of the soul potion.

Anyways, no matter how this soul came into place, Abel could feel its existence. It was weak, but it was real. He tried to sign a spiritual contract with it, and due to its innocence, it agreed to the contract without any rejection.

Even now, Abel couldn’t decide if the Beamon giant beast was alive or dead. Its body was dead, but it did not contain the soul flame that a dead spiritual beast was supposed to have. Now that it contained a soul, he found it even harder to find a group to classify it.

He decided to do another testing to see what’ going to happen. He took out another soul potion to pour into the Beamon giant beast’s mouth. It didn’t have to wait, because like a real death spirit, the soul potion technically could be used endlessly onto it. This way, Abel could use any amount of the potion he wanted to increase its level in a very short period of time.

One. Two. Three. Four. Five.

After pouring five bottles in a row, the Beamon giant beast’s soul was constantly strengthened to the point that its body surface was starting to increase. Its dried skin was quickly changed to black, and there was a strong sense of vitality.

It actually became a spiritual beast. Abel couldn’t believe it. Not only that, but it was also the lowliest spiritual beast, almost the same as a blue howling rabbit. He didn’t know what to say. There were just too many changes that were happening at once to this Beamon giant beast.