In the Blood Moor, Abel skillfully used the 'charging bolt'. The level 5 'charging bolt' ignited 7 electric arcs on the ground. 7 of the approaching fallen in front of him were electrocuted and stopped in their tracks. Afterward, he fired another 4 'charging bolts.' The ground was filled with electric arcs, and the fallen all fell to the ground.
The fallen shaman resurrected from behind, but he could only resurrect one fallen. The souls of the other fallen were all sucked into the Hradik cube. The fallen around him screamed in horror and fled in all directions, leaving behind the fallen shaman who was gathering fireballs to attack Abel.
Abel gently patted Black Wind. After the Black Wind understood what he meant, it quickly flashed left and right among the panicked fallen. It dodged one fallen after another and arrived near the fallen shaman.
A fireball was shot out from the fallen shaman's hand and flew towards Abel. Abel casually threw out a fire rune sign, and the fireball exploded. He was practicing the fighting style of his teacher, Wizard Moreton.
Afterward, he finished off the fallen shaman with 2 'fireball' spells. Ignoring the fleeing fallen, Abel jumped down from Black Wind and bent down to pick up the fallen shaman's magic staff. He threw it into the Hradik cube to identify it.
"Another 'fireball' spell!" Abel complained about his bad luck and threw the magic staff into his portal bag.
It had been a week since the attack from the Duchy of Keyen. During this week, Abel had been recovering at home. He spent most of his time in the Dark World. This was already the 8th fallen shaman he had killed. It was also the smallest fallen camp, with only 500 or so fallen.
Out of the eight Fallen Sorcerer magic staffs, two of them were destroyed in the battle, and four of them had blank skills. The one in his hand, along with the one from before, all had a 'Fireball' spell. Thinking back to the first three Fallen Sorcerers that gave him a magic staff with an official wizard spell, it seemed like that was the result of a burst of luck.
Ever since he found out that the Hradik cube had the ability to absorb the souls of dead hell creatures and suppress the resurrection ability of the fallen shaman, he began to use the speed of Black Wind to slowly kill the fallen with guerrilla tactics.
After checking his mana, he realized that he didn't have much left. He used the "fireball" spell to kill the fallen that had regained their battle consciousness one by one until he ran out of mana.
"Black Wind, let's go back!" Abel gently patted Black Wind's neck and said.
The reason why he wanted to go back to Rogge's camp to meditate to recover his mana was because he had learned his lesson. Before, every time he ran out of mana, he would drive Black Wind to a safe place to meditate to recover his mana. He thought it would save him a lot of time.
A few days ago, when Abel was meditating to recover his mana, he woke up from his meditation. He found that he was surrounded by dead bodies of zombies. Black Wind was also covered in blood. If it wasn't for Black Wind's protection, he might have died in his meditation. Ever since that time, he would go back to the camp to meditate.
Luckily, Abel had a bottle of healing potion in his bag. Black Wind's injury wouldn't affect his battle for the next few days.
After all, this was not a game. Without strong protection, it was very dangerous to meditate in the wild. There was no resurrection here, so you could have another chance.
Thinking of strong protection, Abel thought of the deity's iron monster. Originally, it was the best protection puppet, but if you wanted to make it recognize you as its master, you had to be at least an official wizard. Now, he could only look at it and sigh.
The deity's portal finger bone had a pile of parchment papers that were basically potion-related notes. However, those notes were too deep for Abel. They were not basic potion-making notes, but more advanced potion-making notes. They were mainly notes on making various poisonous potions. They were all written in the deity's language. If he wasn't proficient in the deity's language, he wouldn't be able to read them.
There were 2 books in the portal finger bone. One was the detailed explanation of the 'summon skeletons' spell, and the other was the holy codex.
When Abel first saw the detailed explanation of the 'summon skeletons' spell, he thought he could master another spell. However, when he opened this book, he found out that the method of obtaining skeletons was completely unacceptable.
Perhaps this was the so-called spell modified by the deity. The power of the skeletons came from the power of the original owner. The more powerful the original owner was, the more powerful the skeletons would be.
In order to obtain these skeletons, a high-level warrior would have to be tortured for a long time. Their spirit would be destroyed, and all kinds of poisons would be used to corrode their body. Bit by bit, the energy in the body would be transferred to the skeletons, and the soul of the high-level warrior would be locked in the skeletons. In the end, the skeletons would be similar in power to the original owner.
Abel couldn't accept this method, so he didn't try to learn it. Even if he could accept it, he would be rejected by other wizards.
However, he could use this detailed explanation of the 'summon skeletons' spell to reverse engineer the original 'summon skeletons' spell. Of course, most of his confidence came from the 'soul potion'.
During this week of killing in Blood Moor, he obtained 5 bottles of 'soul potion'. He didn't use them. Instead, he wanted to try giving them to Black Wind to see how effective they were.
Since Black Wind was inseparable from the battle in Rogge's camp, Abel didn't want to give Black Wind the 'soul potion' in Rogge's camp. If something happened outside, he could ask Marcy for help or ask a priest to cast a divine spell. Inside Rogge's camp, it was all up to fate.
Although Black Wind was Abel's mount, it was not a wizard. If it was injured, it could ask a priest to cast a divine spell. However, Abel couldn't. His injuries were recovering very slowly these days, but he didn't ask a priest for help. The reason was simple. A wizard couldn't accept a priest's divine spell. Divine spells had a serious conflict with mana. If a wizard wasn't injured, it would be fine, but if a wizard was injured, their injuries would worsen.
Abel was even more unlucky. Every time he entered Rogge's camp, his injuries would recover very quickly. However, when he returned to the Holy Continent from Rogge's camp, his injuries would return to the same state as when he first entered Rogge's camp. At first, Abel thought it was the best way to fully recover, but after getting injured, he realized the downside.
After returning to Rogge's camp, the first thing Abel did was to meditate to recover his mana. Ever since he almost got ambushed by a wolf rider captain, he had developed a habit of not leaving the Dark World until his mana was fully recovered.
After waiting for his mana to fully recover, Abel looked at the sky and calculated the time. It was time to leave.
After opening the teleportation door, Abel and Black Wind disappeared from Rogge's camp.
"Master, your disciple Finkle just sent a message. Wizard Moreton wants you to return to the magic tower!" After washing up and changing his clothes, Abel bumped into steward Ken, who was looking for him. Ken immediately told Abel the news.
"Arrange a carriage, I'll go now." Abel nodded. If Wizard Moreton was looking for him while he was recovering, there must be news from the Wizard Union.
When Abel stepped out of the carriage in front of Moreton's magic tower, he could feel the atmosphere was tense. All the low ranking wizards around the magic tower had a gloomy look on their faces. It seemed like something bad had happened.
"Mr. Abel!" All the low ranking wizards stood up and bowed when they saw Abel. Those who were well-informed had already heard about how much Wizard Moreton cared about Abel. Therefore, Abel's status among the low ranking wizards had skyrocketed.
After bowing back, Abel entered the magic tower through his identity card.
As soon as he entered the magic tower, he heard the voice of his teacher, Wizard Moreton, "Abel, come directly to me."
Abel was stunned. What happened? Why was his teacher looking for him in such a hurry?
He quickly walked up the stairs and quickly arrived at the 11th floor. After pushing open the door with all kinds of strange birds and beasts, Abel was teleported to the guest room on the 11th floor.
In the guest room, Camille and Carlos were already standing in front of their teacher, Wizard Moreton. It seemed like they were reporting something.
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