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Home > Fantasy > Abe the Wizard > Chapter 1238

Chapter 1238

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Two months had passed, and there was no news of Grandmaster Bennett on the Central Continent. Neither the organizations that were close to him nor the WIzard Union's intelligence network could find him.

The shining golden fortress seemed to have disappeared, and no one saw it again.

Abel was having a good time during this time. First, he made a batch of elite and law-defying wizards training potions and returned them to Harry Castle.

Other than Duke Marshall and his teacher Wizard Moreton, no one else knew he had returned to the Holy Continent.

The Holy Continent was developing very quickly. Wizard Moreton had leveled up again because of the abundant resources. He no longer needed to worry about his lifespan.

Wizard Murphy had reached rank 10, and he was about to become an intermediate wizard.

The genius Wizard Yveline had become an intermediate wizard a long time ago, and he felt like he had caught up with Abel.

As a matter of fact, Abel was most optimistic about Wizard Yveline. He had become a rank 6 wizard at a very young age, but he couldn't level up due to his injuries.

Ever since he received Abel's treatment, he had been working hard. Now, he had truly soared into the sky.

Of course, this only applied to the Holy Continent. The wizards in the Holy Continent were still very weak compared to the Central Continent.

Abel took away a large amount of the 3 goddess statue spring water and returned to the Central Continent through the super teleportation circle of the dragons.

In the following days, large amounts of special food were sent from the golden castle to the Battlecry City War God Temple through the teleportation circle. At the same time, batches of barbarian training resources were also sent over.

The Battlecry Plateau was a very isolated place. The harsh environment made it very difficult for anyone other than barbarians to survive, so there was almost no intelligence network of the Wizard Union.

Especially since the glory of the God of War and the preachers of the Wizard Union had returned to this land, even the barbarians no longer worked for the Wizard Union.

The professional barbarians exchanged for better food, and the food they saved was enough for the normal barbarians.

As a matter of fact, if the barbarians didn't have professional barbarians and were just normal barbarians, they wouldn't be starving even in this desolate Battlecry Plateau.

Because of this, large amounts of food were used to support the professional barbarians' training. Their daily consumption was 10 times more than normal barbarians, so the barbarian population couldn't grow.

If the professional barbarians didn't exist, the barbarians would have become nothing. The powerful beasts in the Battlecry Plateau were all because of the professional barbarians.

It was like a vicious circle. In the past, the barbarians desperately grew food and fed most of it to the professional barbarians, so there were only a few hundred thousand barbarians left.

Only by solving the problem of food could the barbarians grow.

Elder Bu looked at the mountain of food in the temple with tears on his face. He could sense that the food was full of energy feedback through his spiritual power.

Although the barbarians had advised him not to let the temple become a food warehouse, Elder Blair insisted on storing the food in the temple.

"These are food given by the God. Every professional barbarian should feel the grace of the God when they eat!" Headmaster Blair said to every professional barbarian who came to get food.

Although there were not many changes in the Barbarian race in a short period of time, the changes in their expressions showed that the Barbarian race was no longer a race that struggled between life and death.

Headmaster Blair was praying towards the direction of the golden castle. He realized that every time he prayed, he would get more divine energy.

Under his lead, more and more barbarians prayed towards the direction of the golden castle.

Abel was sitting on the starlight protection circle above the golden castle with Doff the Beamon beside him.

Doff was holding the ancient totem in its hand, and its body was flashing with golden light. Doff's statue in the basement was also emitting a lot of faith.

Of course, Abel was the only one who could see the golden light on Doff's body.

He solved the problem of food and training resources for the barbarians in the name of the God. Of course, Doff was the one who benefited the most.

With Doff's current body modification process, it would take at least a hundred years for him to form a divine body. This was a sign of the increase in faith power.

Still, he wasn't planning on letting Doff become a divine spirit too early even though he already had the knowledge of the divine spirit training system.

As far as he knew, once a divine body was formed, the world would change, and the Wizard Union would know.

With the Wizard Union's attitude towards gods, there was no way they would tolerate the birth of a new god.

It was hard to say what would happen if he allowed Doff to achieve a divine body in the Dark World. According to his research, every world had different restrictions on the divine spirit.

The gods of this world could unleash their strongest combat power in this world, and their abilities would not be affected. However, if a foreign god entered this world, they would not be recognized by this world, and their original strength would be greatly affected.

He had always wondered why the Dark World was suppressing the legendaries so much that they couldn't even fly. Even Thief God Milton, a true divine spirit, couldn't do the same.

Maybe it was because he was an outsider, and those hell creatures were also outsiders. No matter how powerful they were, they couldn't unleash their full power.

Of course, Abel was also wondering if it had something to do with the world stone, but he would have to wait until he got the last piece of the world stone.

No matter what, he couldn't let Doff become a divine spirit in the Dark World. If Doff became a divine spirit in the Dark World, it would be suppressed by this world. By that time, Doff's power as a subordinate of Abel would be greatly restricted.

Doff was known for his battle prowess. His battle instincts had allowed him to suppress opponents of the same level in countless battles. This was all due to his battle instincts.

On top of that, he was a Barbarian. His talent was so strong that Abel lost the confidence to continue training as a Barbarian.

Although he didn't let Doff fight for a while, Doff's power was already far beyond what it used to be. Although it couldn't fly like a legendary, it could still beat a rank 26 legendary.

Doff had been receiving the baptism of faith recently. Its body was constantly being modified. Although it didn't become a divine body, it was still greatly strengthened.

More importantly, what kind of people were Doff's followers? They were the Barbarians with the strongest physiques. The faith provided by these Barbarians would naturally be of great help to the strengthening of their physique.

This was why the God of War chose the Barbarians as the source of faith. It was because of the faith of these powerful Barbarians that the name of the God of War was created.

Now that Doff had taken over the name of the God of War, it had completely taken over the faith of the God of War.

Today, Abel was going to use the soul potion to strengthen all of his summons. He had been controlling the amount of soul potion he used, and he had saved up close to ten thousand bottles.

Many of his summons and contracted creatures couldn't keep up with his growth in power if they didn't level up.

The first one to follow him was Black Wind. Black Wind had always been his mount. Black Wind had been by his side for many years.

Black Wind had its own advantages. Its speed was boosted by hell's "extra fast" ability, and it could easily dodge melee attacks.

However, since Abel was a wizard, this speed was not as convenient as Abel's "instantaneous movement."

Abel couldn't give up on Black Wind, so he decided to level up Black Wind's spiritual beast and see if it could increase its ability.

Black Wind was originally a normal spiritual beast. Now that it had become an intermediate spiritual beast, it was far more valuable than it should have been.

Abel gently stroked Black Wind's fur on its neck. He could feel the joy of his old friend. Black Wind's request was simple. It would be happy as long as it could be with Abel.

He took out a bottle of the soul potion and poured it into Black Wind's mouth. Black Wind knew what it was, so it rolled its tongue and swallowed it.

A bottle of soul potion made a purple mist appear on Black Wind's body. It had been a long time since Black Wind had used a soul potion, and he had used a full recovery potion in many battles. Therefore, his resistance to the soul potion had disappeared.

Just one bottle was enough to make Black Wind react, but Abel knew that one bottle was far from enough.

After 10 bottles of the soul potion were poured into Black Wind's body, Abel stopped what he was doing. He ignited the ability of the world stone fragment and could clearly sense Black Wind's current state.

These 10 bottles of the soul potion were the most Black Wind could take. Its soul would not be able to take any more.

Hei Feng's body kept twisting and turning in the purple mist. The mist kept attacking his soul, but his soul was like a huge rock that couldn't be shaken.

After breaking through the limit again and again, Black Wind finally reached its limit. 10 bottles of the soul potion could not stop it from becoming an advanced spiritual beast.

Abel looked at Black Wind, who was still struggling. He wanted to use a bottle of the "full recovery potion" to help it finish this promotion.

However, Black Wind sent a request. It wanted its master to give it another bottle of the "soul potion."

Abel went silent. He was very hesitant about Black Wind's request, but he knew that as a mount wolf that was born to fight, it would rather die than fight alongside its master.

Abel took out another bottle of the "soul potion". At the same time, his sub-soul Druil prepared a bottle of the "full recovery potion" to save Black Wind as soon as something unexpected happened.

This time, Black Wind took the initiative to pour the "soul potion" into its mouth. Its body began to tremble, and its soul began to become very unstable. It was about to collapse at any time.

The "soul potion" was a potion that was created to strengthen the soul. It had a miraculous effect on the soul, but it was not without its side effects.

Every time a soul potion was used to strengthen the soul, it would take a long time for the soul to stabilize before it could be used again.

Black Wind, on the other hand, was using the method of overdrawing its soul to get a chance to level up.

Abel had been paying attention to Black Wind's soul through the soul chain. He was sharing the pain that was coming from Black Wind's soul. To be honest, his pain tolerance level had increased ever since he went through two energy transformations and one giant dragon transformation.

With him sharing the pain, Black Wind began to tremble less, and the instability in its soul began to subside.

Abel could feel that Black Wind did not want to leave him. When their souls were connected, a series of memories began to appear.

There was the scene of Black Wind running behind him as a child. There was the first time he rode on Black Wind's back like a real Knight. There was also the scene of them relying on each other to fight against hell creatures in the Dark World.

As more and more memories appeared, Black Wind's soul became more and more stable. Then, it let out a shrill howl, and its soul began to rise in a purple light.

Abel looked at Black Wind wrapped in purple light. His eyes were filled with joy. Actually, even if Black Wind could not level up, he could still use other methods to increase Black Wind's power when his power reached a certain level.

He could even use the holy crystal to strengthen Black Wind. Even if Black Wind was only an intermediate spiritual beast, its body would still be far superior to an elite spiritual beast.

However, that kind of level up would take many years, and Black Wind would never leave him.

This was the pride of a mount wolf. Abel satisfied its pride and quietly put away the full recovery potion that he was about to use.

After the purple light disappeared, Black Wind began to show off its ability. It kept teleporting around Abel.

The upgrade this time didn't give it any new abilities, but it did change its teleportation ability from a limited number of times to an unlimited number of uses.

Black Wind's teleportation was not the wizard's "move in a flash." Although they were very similar, Black Wind's teleportation was a spiritual beast's instinct. All it needed to do was activate the pattern on its crystal core. It was much faster than the wizard's "move in a flash."

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