Originally, Abel's angelic body could stall Wizard Basham and Archangel Tyrael due to his equipment, but he couldn't win against them.
However, things were different now. He had reached the limit of this world. Even if he didn't use the full recovery potion, he could still beat either of them by himself.
Abel had the advantage of his equipment. Just his equipment alone could increase his fighting power by a few times.
Abel didn't know how to break through the shackles of his angelic body. Of course, there might not be one.
If there was, Archangel Tyrael would've broken through the shackles long ago instead of being stuck at the peak of the strongest.
At the same time, he thought about the world class that the King of Terror mentioned. He sensed one of his 3 real worlds, and it was the Dark World. Perhaps the power of a world was a world class.
The peak of the God-rank in this world was the world class that the King of Terror mentioned. That was Abel's current power.
However, it was true that his fighting style was too narrow. This had something to do with his inheritance. After a wizard's inheritance reached level 45, there would no longer be a corresponding inheritance.
Abel was very grateful to Wizard Basham. No matter what Wizard Basham was thinking, he still passed down all the knowledge of a rank 45 wizard to the big wizard forces.
As soon as he got the wizard inheritance from the lightning clan, he reached rank 45.
He sensed the energy of the 19 God-rank wizards approaching, but he did not put away his angelic body. Since he was no longer going to keep it a secret, he might as well let everyone know.
He was the most powerful being in this world. There was no need to keep it a secret.
"Come here!" He sensed that the wizards were stopped by his contracted creatures again, so he commanded in a deep voice.
Soon, the 19 God-rank wizards appeared in front of him and bowed.
"This is my angelic body. It has nothing to do with the demon from beyond!" Abel raised his hand and told the wizards to stand up.
The 19 God-rank wizards sensed the presence of the angelic body. It was not any weaker than Archangel Tyrael. If Abel wasn't here, they would've run away already.
As for Abel's claim that it had nothing to do with the Demon from Beyond, they didn't believe him at all.
Just by looking at his face and the wings on his back, which were almost identical to Tyrael's, anyone could tell that he was of the same race as Tyrael.
However, none of the nineteen God-ranked wizards said anything. This was what their president, Abel, had said, so they had to believe it.
"Send a message to all the forces on the continent. Tell them that Wizard Basham and the demon from beyond have opened a portal from hell to our world. Tell them to come and take a look at the 1.3 million zombie corpses. Let them know how dangerous Wizard Basham and the demon from beyond are. Tell them to start looking for them!" Abel continued.
"Yes, Lord Abel!" The 19 god-rank wizards looked at the scene in front of them. They believed that the last bit of affection they had for Wizard Basham had completely disappeared after this incident.
Abel didn't stay any longer. In a flash, he arrived at the teleportation circle and disappeared with his "followers" and the angelic body.
The nineteen God-rank wizards looked at each other. They were still a little shocked by the sight of the corpses on the ground.
Even after death, these corpses still had a terrifying presence. Each one of them was on the same level as Wizard Basham.
There were 1.3 million of them here, and they were all killed by Abel. Abel's power was like a mountain pressing down on their hearts.
From then on, the nineteen God-rank wizards, including Wizard Smith, who was Wizard Basham's trusted aide, no longer had any other thoughts. Whenever they had any other thoughts, they would think of the scene in front of them.
Wizard McPhee lowered his voice, "Tell the wizards in the union to come and clean this up!"
McPhee's status in the Wizard Union was very high. This had to do with his relationship with Abel. He was the first to join Abel, so naturally, he had the highest status.
"What do we do with this? Are we just going to let the other factions come and see? "Wizard Colridge asked.
Wizard McPhee thought for a moment and said, "Put all the heads together. It should be more intimidating that way!"
The rest of the wizards nodded. They all knew that even if they didn't do anything, just the terrifying presence here would be enough to shock anyone who came to see it.
There was a limit to how powerful a wizard could be. At most, they would be law-defying wizards.
However, Wizard McPhee wanted to show off Abel's power. That was why he made this suggestion. Of course, they wouldn't object to it.
After that, in half a day, thousands of wizards came and collected the Hell's Blood in containers.
Although the hell blood was evil, it was still very rare. It was the best material for normal wizards.
The headless corpses of the zombies were placed neatly. Every wizard who participated was a little scared. Such powerful corpses would affect them quite a bit.
Still, there were quite a lot of people in the Wizard Union, and they were all professionals. The headless corpses were placed neatly. 1.3 million heads were piled up together, forming a huge landscape.
When the spectacle of 1.3 million heads appeared in front of everyone, all the wizards present lost the mood to talk. The visual impact of 1.3 million level 45 heads piled up together made even them, the ones who created the spectacle, feel a little scared.
Afterward, the Wizard Union announced the crimes of Wizard Basham and Archangel Tyrael. The crime of betraying the world was to become the enemy of the entire world.
Especially after seeing the scene in Molu City, all the members of the various factions went back and mobilized their influence. From normal people to professionals, they went to every corner of the continent to look for traces of Wizard Basham and Archangel Tyrael.
In a valley, Wizard Basham and Archangel Tyrael sat together in a cave.
The original owner of the cave, a black bear, was lying dead on the ground. It had lost all signs of life.
The smell in the cave wasn't good, but the two didn't care.
As they were discussing what to do next, Archangel Tyrael's face suddenly turned pale.
Wizard Basham quickly asked, "Archangel Tyrael, what's wrong?"
Archangel Tyrael endured the intense pain in his soul and replied, "The curse of the world!"
He knew about this curse, but he never really faced it.
He was different from the demon kings of hell. If he was the demon kings of hell, he would be more than happy to encounter the curse of the world. This was because it was the source of power for them.
Archangel Tyrael was different. Although his power of light wouldn't be affected much as long as he thought of it as the light in his heart, there was a limit to it.
The curse of the world was a curse that only appeared when the entire world despised one person, and that person had to have something to do with faith to be affected.
Archangel Tyrael had such a thing. His Nation of God was formed from the power of faith.
At this point, he could feel countless curses coming from every corner of the world, even from the subcontinent.
As soon as the Wizard Union started their propaganda campaign, Archangel Tyrael and Wizard Basham became the target of everyone's ire.
Abel was deeply influenced by his past life. He knew the importance of public opinion, but he didn't have enough power in the past.
Now that he had the Wizard Union, even the subcontinent knew about what Archangel Tyrael and Wizard Basham had done through the super teleportation circle.
Abel wanted to eliminate the influence of Wizard Basham on the Wizard Union as much as possible. Now that he had found out about this, there was no way he wouldn't do anything about it.
However, he didn't expect Archangel Tyrael to be cursed by the world because of this.
This was the price he had to pay to get the real world of the Nation of God. There were gains and losses.
As for why Wizard Basham wasn't affected by the world's curse, it had to do with the specialty of a class holder. It was harder for a class holder to train than a god, but it was also less likely for problems to occur.
A class holder didn't rely on faith. Instead, they relied on their own power.
Of course, the world's curse couldn't really do anything to Archangel Tyrael.
An old man like Archangel Tyrael who had lived for tens of thousands of years had all kinds of tricks up his sleeves. He separated a small part of his soul and formed a fake soul to take on the world's curse for him.
Although he couldn't use a small part of his soul, which weakened his strength a little, it was still much better than being constantly cursed by the world and being unable to fight.
Archangel Tyrael lowered his voice, "Abel killed 1.3 million zombies and announced to the world that we were the ones who led hell to invade the world. We've become the target of everyone's disdain!"
He didn't care. He wasn't a life form of this world, so he had nothing to do with it.
However, Wizard Basham was different. He grew up in this world and became powerful in this world. Now, he had become the sinner of this world.
He lowered his head helplessly. He didn't expect a mistake to bring him to this point.
Originally, he could still rely on some secret connections to get some intelligence support, but he believed that from now on, if they wanted to get any more intelligence support, they would have to consider being exposed.
Although he and Tyrael were very powerful, Abel was still able to kill 1.3 million level 45 zombies and banish the King of Terror from the world. Abel's true power was not to be underestimated.
If they dared to expose themselves, they would be killed by Abel mercilessly.
At their level of strength, they, who had lived for countless years, were more afraid of death than ordinary people.
They had tasted eternal immortality, and they were more afraid of the endless darkness.
Wizard Basham lowered his voice, "Let's stay here and hide for a while. After this, we'll think of something. After we get some resources, we'll leave the continent and go to the depths of the ocean. That's where the Wizard Union can't reach!"
He knew where the Wizard Union's resource points were. They were top secret information to most wizards, but he was the one who built the Wizard Union, so he knew it very well.
As long as he took some important resource points, he would be able to survive in the deep ocean for a long time.
Setting up a magic circle and building a base required a lot of resources. Although he still had a lot in his portal bag, he hadn't taken any resources from the Wizard Union for almost a thousand years. During this time, he had been using up all the resources in his portal bag.
He didn't even have time to replenish his resources.
He was heartbroken. The resources that should've belonged to him for almost a thousand years were all taken away by Abel.
What he didn't know was that those resources were just a tool for Abel to bribe a wizard. Abel had better resources himself.
The two powerhouses who had holed themselves up naturally wouldn't be discovered by anyone. The intense search in the continent had become a normal occurrence. Although the number of people had decreased, it had become a habit.
Abel returned to the golden castle and entered the Dark World. He mobilized the entire world to find Wizard Basham and Archangel Tyrael. These two most powerful beings wouldn't be able to do anything for a while.
He had some time. If there was any news, he could send a message through the soul chain through Battle God Doff, and he could go after the two most powerful beings as soon as possible.
When he arrived in the Dark World, he still appeared in Rogge's camp.
He sensed that Wise Kane and Rogge Flora were under the world tree outside of Rogge's camp.
His body passed through space and appeared directly in front of the two of them.
"The great Abel, the god of the world, greetings!" Wise Kane bowed.
Flora bowed as well. She looked at Abel with a begging gaze.
Of course, Abel knew the meaning behind her gaze. She wanted him to revive her friends.
"I have some time this time, so I came back to revive the souls that were left behind!" He smiled and said to Flora.
A smile emerged on Flora's face. Her heart was hurt by the war between heaven and hell, but it was slowly being healed after her revival.
A peaceful life was what she had yearned for in the past, or rather, it was her dream. It was a dream that she thought would never become a reality, but this dream had become a reality after her soul had slept for tens of thousands of years.
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