The little incident with the Wizard Union didn't cause too much trouble, but Abel decided to give up on revealing his identity as a human for now.
It was just like what Wizard Dolan said. The Goddess of the Moon recognized him as an elf, so no one would dare to doubt his identity.
On top of that, he was also a master potion maker, so he was able to survive any crisis that might arise.
Still, he didn't want to go out anymore. Instead, he shut himself in the golden castle and focused on increasing his fighting ability and potion making ability.
Abel wanted to break through the bottleneck of becoming a master alchemist the most. He didn't know if it was because he was in a rush or if he didn't have enough power, but he had been stuck at the peak of a master alchemist for three months. It was already April.
Abel fought in the River of Flame for an entire day in the Dark World and returned to the Pandemonium Fort with a tired body.
He didn't start training right away. Instead, he went to Rogge's camp to check on the holy bone card that was recovering. It wasn't that he was in a rush, but the damage on the holy bone card would probably recover in a day or two.
He had been waiting for the holy bone card to recover for a long time. He wanted to see the legendary Holy Knight "resurrected" and become his contracted creature.
Abel saw that the damage on the holy bone card was only a little bit. He couldn't help but shake his head. He would come back tomorrow.
He turned his head and looked at the "Hradik Malus" in the blacksmith shop. It had been in the blacksmith shop in Rogge's camp for a long time. Every day, he would use the "Hradik Malus" to make random holes on his equipment.
Most of these equipment were made by him in the past, and some of them were spoils of war he picked up from the dead bodies of hell creatures.
When he picked up the Horadric Malus, he suddenly remembered that ever since he became an elf, he almost never used his blacksmith skills to make weapons. He even forgot that he was a grandmaster blacksmith.
Looking at the Divine Artifact Hradik Malus in his hand, Abel couldn't help but feel sorry for this Divine Artifact.
"Let's go. Let's forge a good sword!" He laughed as he spoke to 'Hradik Malus' in his hand.
At this moment, he had forgotten about the tiredness of the day. He only wanted to forge a good sword, a weapon that he had personally forged bit by bit.
Although he knew that no matter how high his smithing level was, he would not be able to forge a weapon that was better than the one he was currently using, his heart was filled with enthusiasm at this moment.
He didn't use Charsi's blacksmith shop in Rogge's camp. Instead, he chose the Inferno Furnace that he cleaned up before. The altar there was the best blacksmith's workbench.
Although the sky was already dark in the Dark World, the inferno furnace was still a sea of red. The lava surrounding the inferno furnace was so bright that it was almost visible to the naked eye.
Standing in front of the altar, Abel took out the iron essence that he forged a long time ago and placed it in the lava beside the altar.
The lava quickly melted the iron essence. Abel grabbed it with his power of the Will and placed it on the altar.
He held 'Hradik Malus' in his hand, and a feeling of flesh and blood emerged from 'Hradik Malus' in his hand. Although he hadn't forged a weapon for a long time, when he was about to swing 'Hradik Malus' again, that feeling of being a Grandmaster Blacksmith returned.
Including the time he spent in the Dark World, he had not forged for at least ten years. When he slammed 'Hradik Malus' down, he felt his soul and the iron essence on the anvil become one. The 'Hradik Malus' was like his hand, changing the shape of the iron essence as he wished.
He had forgotten about the technique he learned when he became a Grandmaster Blacksmith. Instead, he kept hitting the iron essence with 'Hradik Malus' just like when he was a beginner blacksmith.
A sense of joy emerged from his heart, and he had a smile on his face. He was not forging a weapon. It was more like he was having fun.
The initial joy of forging emerged. He was not forging for the sake of forging. He was not doing it for the sake of fame. He was just doing it for a hobby.
While he was forging, his body and mind were in a strange state. Countless twice-synthesized water spirit fruit juices and rabbit essence had nourished his soul. At that moment, it was resonating with his body.
To be honest, Abel's soul was probably the most stable soul in the world. For other professions, even a twice-synthesized water spirit fruit juice would be able to purify their soul, let alone twice-synthesized water spirit fruit juice. To Abel, however, it was just a nice drink.
This was also reflected in the dishes in the golden castle. The dishes that were crazily sought after by elite professions in the Central Continent were just good food for Abel.
Today, however, he felt different. His soul would vibrate with the iron essence every time he struck. He could clearly feel every change in the iron essence.
The iron essence slowly turned into a long sword. It was a Knight's sword that was rarely used in the Central Continent. It was just like the ones he had forged countless times in the Holy Continent.
Without him noticing, the lava around the inferno furnace began to pour towards the altar. Abel was so focused on forging that he did not notice this. He was in a strange state at that moment.
After 500 strikes, he felt very comfortable. The Knight's sword that was stabilized by his power of the Will began to emit a strong golden light.
As the golden light was absorbed into the body of the sword, the final form of the Knight's sword appeared in front of him.
It was a golden Knight's sword. It had its own name. This was the first time he had forged a golden longsword with a name.
Hell Plague
+2
Fire Skill
+ 77% Damage
Increase 25-75 Fire Damage
Increases Poison damage by 28-56 for 6 seconds.
5% Mana Steal on Hit
5% Life Steal on Hit
This weapon was not as good as his oak tree heart, but it was a golden grade weapon that he had made himself. It had great attributes. At least, it would be a great weapon to replace a magic staff for any fire elemental head commander or fire elemental wizard.
"Hahaha!" Abel laughed out loud with the still boiling hot Hell Plague Knight's sword in his hand. His laughter was filled with excitement and joy.
He felt incomparable happiness. It was pure happiness. Forging was the first ability he learned, and it was also the foundation of his existence in the Holy Continent.
After he came to the Central Continent, he realized that Grandmaster Blacksmiths did not have a high status in the Central Continent. Therefore, he did not fully focus on forging for a long time.
Now that he was forging again, his skills had skyrocketed. At the same time, he felt a sense of fulfillment. It came from his body and soul.
As he laughed, the alchemy pattern on his body began to glow strangely. Cracks began to appear on the golden Master Alchemist pattern as he laughed.
He sensed the change in the Master Alchemist pattern, but he was not afraid. Instead, he was very happy.
The change in the Master Alchemist pattern meant that he was about to make a breakthrough. Afterward, leveling up qi began to emerge from his body.
"No, I can't level up in the Dark World!" Abel suddenly realized. He had a feeling that leveling up in the Dark World might cause some abnormalities. Maybe he would not be recognized by the other world.
He believed in his intuition. Although the leveling up qi was affecting his main soul, his Druil spirit controlled a strand of his power of the Will to ignite a Town Portal Scroll. It then controlled his body to enter the portal and return to the Pandemonium Fort.
Afterward, the Druil spirit controlled his power of the Will to ignite the little teleportation station and returned to the Rogge Camp. He then opened the portal again and returned to the training room in the Golden Castle on the Central Continent.
It was early in the morning. The half-elves were busy, and the two chefs were preparing breakfast. Steward Myer was also serving the first batch of guests in the dining hall.
It was supposed to be a normal morning, but there was a strong leveling up qi coming from the main building of the golden castle. The ten guests' eyes were sparkling.
Today, Big Druil Conrad brought his elite Druil disciple to the Golden Castle early in the morning to enjoy the "legendary light" in the morning sun. Afterward, he waited in the dining hall.
He waited in line for more than forty days just for his disciple to have a chance to level up.
"What is this leveling up qi? Why is it so strong? "A law-defying wizard with a disciple asked in confusion.
"Judging from the direction, that's where Master Bennett lives. Did Master Bennett's dragon Druil level up?" Another law-defying wizard sensed the direction of the leveling up qi and asked.
"No, this is definitely not the leveling up qi of a Druil!" Big Druil Conrad gave a definite answer.
For a big Druil, there was no way he could be wrong about the leveling up qi of a Druil.
"How can it not be? This strong leveling up qi is coming from Master Bennett. Did someone else level up?" A law-defying wizard said in uncertainty.
At that moment, all the magic circles in the Golden Castle began to glow. They were not activated. The core of the magic circles were the work of alchemists, and they were responding to the leveling up qi.
The leveling up qi was like the arrival of the king of alchemy. All the alchemy items were cheering.
Big Druil Conrad stared blankly at the magic ring on his finger. It was the only life-saving magic item he had. As a big Druil who didn't fight much, magic items weren't that important to him.
However, the magic ring on his finger was glowing. The magic ring was connected to his power of the Will, but his power of the Will didn't sense anything wrong with it.
The light on the magic ring was telling him that something was wrong.
Big Druil Conrad wasn't the only class holder to notice something wrong with his alchemy item. A few law-defying wizards had even more alchemy items on them. Their bodies were glowing as well.
"What is going on? Why do I feel like my alchemy items are coming alive?" A law-defying wizard yelled.
Every inch of the ground, walls, and roof of the Golden Castle was glowing. From this, one could see how many magic circles were set up and how many precious materials were used.
Every core of a magic circle was made with alchemy materials. Normally, the magic circles in the Golden Castle wouldn't be discovered.
But now, all the class holders on the spot were witnessing the horror of the Golden Castle. How much wealth did it take to build this castle?
"Goddess above! Is Master Bennett going to become a grandmaster potion maker?" Big Druil Conrad suddenly thought of a possibility and yelled in excitement.
None of the class holders on the spot were weak. Even the disciples who came with them were at least elite class holders. They could sense that the leveling up qi was very different from the leveling up qi of a normal class holder.
As Big Druil Conrad's voice reminded them, all the class holders thought of this possibility.
However, there had never been a grandmaster potion maker in the Central Continent, so no one could be sure.
Everything in front of them was telling them that all the alchemy items within the range of the leveling up qi had come alive. They were glowing as if they were welcoming the arrival of the king.
Abel didn't know what was going on outside. The master alchemist rune in his body had already shattered and turned into pure alchemy energy.
He needed to draw another grandmaster alchemist rune with this energy. This was supposed to be a very easy task. No matter how complicated the rune was, it would be easy with the help of the world stone.
However, he realized that no matter how much he tried to push his power of the Will, the alchemy energy could not move.
After many attempts, he felt countless small light dots appear around his body. These light dots flickered and affected the alchemy energy within his body, causing it to flicker.
As a matter of fact, leveling up from an elite alchemist to a master alchemist was very dangerous.
The reason why there were so few master alchemists in the Central Continent was because the risk was too high.
Ever since the ancient war destroyed everything, no one had succeeded in leveling up from a master alchemist to a grandmaster alchemist.
The risk was buried in history. There was no record of it.
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