Through the binoculars, Abel saw a sea of red. It was a red sea made up of short and small Fallen with the characteristics of hell. There were at least thousands of them, and among these Fallen, he could faintly see the figure of a Fallen Shaman.
Fallen were not slow creatures of hell like zombies. Although they were very small, they moved very fast. Fortunately, Fallen were not as fearless as zombies. As long as they saw their companions injured or killed in battle, they would quickly escape from the battlefield.
The Fallen Sorcerer was the leader of the Fallen. As long as the Fallen Sorcerer was still alive, then these Fallen were immortal. The Fallen Sorcerer could continuously resurrect the dead Fallen. Unless the corpse of the Fallen was frozen and shattered into scattered ice fragments, otherwise, the Fallen would be resurrected indefinitely.
At the same time, the Fallen Shaman was also a master of fire spells. This could be seen from their skin. The fiery red skin represented the color of hell, and the Fallen were a typical representative of the races of hell.
The Fallen Shaman used fireballs to attack the enemy, showing their mastery of fire spells. This made the Fallen Shaman a very dangerous existence when together with a large number of Fallen.
At this time, Abel had completely given up on continuing to explore the Blood Moor. The army of Fallen in front of him was a hurdle that he could not cross. If there were dozens of Fallen together, he still had the confidence to kill them. However, the number of Fallen in front of him had far exceeded his ability. If he did not kill the Fallen Shaman hiding in the army of Fallen, then killing the Fallen would obviously be in vain.
If only Black Wind was here at this time, Abel thought. With Black Wind, at least if he could not defeat the enemy, escaping would not be a problem.
A Knight without a Knight was not a real Knight. At this time, Abel really understood the meaning of this sentence. In the training of Knights since childhood, there was little training for fast movement. The human body was not naturally good at moving fast, so humans found a way to replace it, which was to mount.
Abel had a mount wolf, which was known as the land's first mount. This advantage could be said to be a great help for a Knight. If Black Wind was here at this time, although he could not think of a way to deal with so many Fallen, he could try to use speed to separate these Fallen. First, he could kill the Fallen Shaman hiding among them, then slowly kill these Fallen.
In fact, Abel had always been a little proud in his heart. Although he was only an Intermediate Knight, he could easily defeat an Advanced Knight, and when he only used the ability of a Knight, he could fight with a Knight for a short time. Although he was not the opponent of a Knight, his heart was filled with a sense of superiority. Coupled with the recently learned spells, his combat ability had been strengthened again.
However, in the Blood Moor, reality hit Abel hard. Although he seemed to have some strength, in this world, his ability as a Knight could not easily kill even the lowest level of hell creatures. The restriction of mana also made his spell ability unable to attack continuously. When faced with too many hell creatures, there was no way to deal with them at all.
Once again, Abel had a strong desire to improve his own strength. There was too much knowledge to learn. Whether it was rune signs, new spells, or especially group attack spells, they were the fastest way to improve his strength.
Looking at the time, the sky was gradually getting dark. This place was already very far from the Rogge camp. Abel took out a scroll of town portal from the Hradik cube and injected mana into it. A portal opened.
This was the first time Abel had opened a portal in the wild. As soon as he stepped into the portal, he thought he would return to his mansion on Triumph Boulevard. However, when he stepped out of the portal, the dizziness caused by the teleportation ended. He realized that he was no longer in his mansion on Triumph Boulevard. Instead, he had returned to the bonfire in the middle of the Rogue encampment.
This unexpected discovery made Abel a little surprised. Could it be that there was a problem with the scroll of town portal? If there was a problem with the scroll of town portal, then he would never be able to go back to the Holy Continent. There was no food and no people here. Even if he had a giant Kong Kong spirit portal bag, he would not be able to last for long.
With doubts and fear, Abel tried to open another scroll of town portal, and a new portal appeared in front of him.
Before Abel entered the portal, he secretly prayed in his heart. Although he did not believe in any god, he walked into the portal and disappeared from the Rogge camp.
In Abel's mansion on Triumph boulevard, a blue portal appeared in his room.
When Abel opened his eyes and saw the huge forest beside him, his brain couldn't react for a moment. After a moment, he remembered that this was an illusion of the isolation circle. He had successfully returned to his room in the Holy Continent.
It turned out that the scroll of town portal could only be used in the camp to return to the Holy Continent. If it was used in the wild, it would return to the camp. Abel thought about this new discovery of the scroll of town portal. He couldn't help but feel happy. This could greatly reduce the travel time.
If the scroll of town portal could directly send him back to the Holy Continent in the wild, then he would most likely appear at the same place he left when he was teleported back to the Rogge camp. If that was the case, he would most likely be attacked by hell creatures while he was teleported. Abel was very satisfied with the use of the scroll of town portal.
He took out the control card and turned off the seclusion circle. After a night, the mana in the fine-quality gem had decreased by a lot. According to what he could tell, a gem like this should be able to sustain the seclusion circle for a month.
After putting away the isolation circle, Abel went to the bathroom in his room to clean himself up. He put on a clean set of clothes and walked out of the room refreshed.
"Master, the messenger from the Bennett Castle is here!" Steward Ken had been waiting outside for a long time. When Abel walked out of the room, he stepped up and said.
"What's wrong with my father?" Abel mumbled to himself in confusion. He then said to Ken, "Tell the messenger to come to the guest room!"
"Yes, master!" Ken bowed and left.
When Abel walked into the guest room, a servant brought in snacks and juice. Ken brought in a middle-aged man who was covered in dust.
"Norman, it's you. What happened at home?" It was Norman, a rank 6 warrior who used to be Abel's guard. Abel was very familiar with Norman, so he asked enthusiastically.
"Mr., the Knight of Bennett asked me to bring you a letter." Norman saw that Abel still remembered his name, so he bowed in excitement. He then took out a parchment sealed with wax and handed it to Abel.
"Norman, it must have been hard on you!" Abel said as he opened the parchment. After reading it from top to bottom, he smiled happily and said, "So my elder brother is getting married. This is great news!"
"Mr., before I came here, master Zach asked me to bring you a message. He asked you to remember the gift you promised him." Norman said softly. It seemed like master Zach's words made him very embarrassed. But since master Zach had asked him to bring the message, he had to obey.
"Haha, my elder brother still remembers. I'll prepare the gift when I get back."
Abel was very happy to receive news from his family, and it was good news at that. With his current blacksmith skills, he could easily forge a set of magic Knight armor and a full set of magic shield for the Family Bennett. It was a pity that he hadn't learned any new runes yet. Otherwise, he would have more choices.
"Norman, wait a moment," Abel said.
Abel asked Ken to bring him parchment, pen, and ink. He wrote down his current situation and that he would definitely rush back to attend his elder brother's wedding. Although he was still the son of the Knight of Bennett, he was no longer a member of Family Bennett. He still had to pay attention to etiquette.
After writing the letter, Abel handed it to Norman and said, "Rest for a few days. Ken will arrange your accommodation. Give this letter to father when you return."
"Yes, my Lord." Norman took the letter with a bow and left.
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