"You have top-level gems?" Wizard Moreton's eyes began to sparkle. He was even more certain that Abel had inherited the legacy of a powerful wizard. There weren't that many top-level gems in the entire Holy Continent, and Abel had two of them.
Suddenly, the intermediate gem in the middle cracked open. Wizard Moreton gently pointed his finger, and a pattern appeared in front of his finger. The top-level red gem in Abel's hand disappeared and reappeared in the center of the magic circle.
When the top-level red gem replaced the intermediate gem, a beam of red light emerged from the hexagram. Following that, the magic circle outside the magic tower turned from white to red.
The "blizzard" spell was still going on, but all the falling snow and hailstones that landed on the red barrier would turn into a cloud of mist. After that, the falling snow and hailstones would disappear without a trace.
Top-level gemstones were usually used to provide energy for large magic circles. For example, some large organizations would have large defensive magic circles. These magic circles were usually powered by intermediate gemstones, but once they were attacked, they would be replaced with top-level gemstones to ensure the energy supply of the large defensive magic circles.
Think about it. How big could a large-sized defensive circle be, and how big was the Morton Magic Tower? With the amount of energy contained in that top-level red gemstone, Wizard Cliff wouldn't be able to break through the defensive circle of the magic tower even if he exhausted himself.
Outside the magic tower, Wizard Cliff stopped casting the "blizzard" spell and stared at the magic tower in front of him with a sharp gaze. He was very familiar with the magic circle of the Wizard Union. Although the magic circle of this magic tower had been modified a little, it was still based on the one provided by the Wizard Union.
No matter how much it was modified, there was no way it could withstand the attack of an advanced spell.
Wizard Cliff thought to himself. Could it be that the old bastard had prepared something for his disciple? He reached into his portal bag and took out a scroll.
"A spell scroll! Is Cliff crazy? "Wizard Moreton yelled in shock.
"Teacher, what is a spell scroll?" Abel asked as he looked at the scroll in Wizard Cliff's hand that was displayed on the wall outside the tower.
Wizard Morton frowned as he looked at the image on the wall and explained, "Spell scrolls are made using the skin of high-rank spirit beasts as the surface and the blood essence as the ink. Advanced Wizards and above will copy their own spells onto the scrolls. Every time a spell is copied, the spell level of the spell will be permanently lowered by one level, and the spell level of the spell created on the scroll will be exactly the same as the spell level of the wizard."
Abel couldn't help but feel a little shocked. The cost of using a spell scroll like this was that a wizard's spell level would be permanently lowered by one level. It would be fine if the spell level was a low-rank spell, but for high-rank spells, every level would require countless hours of practice.
However, the power of low-level spells was too weak, and the power of the scrolls made from them was limited. Also, since the skin and blood essence of high-grade spirit beasts were very precious, these scrolls were usually left behind by some old wizards who knew that they would not live for long in the last period of their lives. It was also one of the life-saving methods for wizards with great backgrounds.
Just when Wizard Cliff was about to use the scroll, a shadow of a person appeared not far away from him. A powerful pressure locked him down.
Abel couldn't help but gasp when he saw who it was through the wall of the magic tower, "Chief Knight Hoover!"
Wizard Moreton let out a long breath and said, "Hoover is here. Cliff won't attack the magic tower anymore!"
Abel asked suspiciously, "Teacher, is Chief Knight Hoover as powerful as an elite wizard?"
Wizard Moreton said with a relaxed expression, "Chief Knight Hoover would have a hard time beating Cliff in a one on one situation. However, Chief Knight Hoover represents the Duchy of Carmel and the Blacksmith's Guild. If Cliff dares to attack Chief Knight Hoover, he will face the endless revenge of the dwarves."
"A Knight can fight against a wizard?" Abel was already an elite Knight. Although he was very strong, he couldn't do anything to an intermediate wizard. Now that he heard his teacher say this, he felt that it was very surreal.
"How many Knights are there in the Duchy of Carmel? How many Knights can become a Chief Knight? Do you know? " Wizard Moreton paused for a moment and continued, "There are more than ten thousand Knights in the Duchy of Carmel, including apprentices and official knights. With so many knights, only one Chief Knight Hoover has become a Chief Knight, and he became a Chief many years ago. The Duchy of Carmel hasn't had a Chief Knight for the past few decades."
Abel still couldn't understand, "But how can a Knight's attack do anything to a wizard's defense?"
Wizard Morton explained, "The reason is very simple. Head Commander Hoover has mastered one or more types of attack abilities with rules attached to them. For example, Head Commander Hoover has mastered the most terrifying charging ability. If a wizard doesn't have the ability to instantaneously" move in a flash, "he would be able to close the distance of 20 meters with his charging ability. Also, his attack is imbued with faith attack. This is a type of faith attack that is based on the power of the will. It is an extremely fanatical belief towards the profession of a knight, which can transform the power of the will into a more effective faith attack."
By this point, Abel finally understood why Chief Knight Hoover was so powerful. He knew better than Wizard Moreton what kind of ability Chief Knight Hoover had mastered. Abel didn't know if Chief Knight Hoover had mastered the "charging" ability of the Holy Knight. Abel didn't know if Chief Knight Hoover had mastered it through years of knight training, or if he had some kind of lucky encounter. This ability was also one of the few Holy Knight skills that didn't require faith.
While Abel and Wizard Moreton were talking, Wizard Cliff, who was outside the magic tower, stared at Chief Knight Hoover and put the spell scroll in his portal bag.
"Respectable Wizard Cliff, Chief Hoover of the Blacksmith's Guild greets you!" Chief Knight Hoover had a smile on his face. He didn't look as intimidating as he did when he suddenly appeared and locked on to Wizard Cliff.
Abel could tell from Chief Knight Hoover's tone that he was here as a representative of the Blacksmith's Guild, not as a chief Knight.
"Master Hoover, the Wizard Union will not let Abel off the hook for destroying the magic towers of the Duchy of Keyen!" Wizard Cliff laughed coldly.
"Wizard Cliff, Abel is a Master of the Blacksmith's Guild. We, the Blacksmith's Guild, are very suspicious of your claim that he is a criminal. Do you think the Wizard Union is saying that a rank 3 wizard can destroy six magic towers? Or a master blacksmith can destroy six magic towers?" Although Chief Knight Hoover's face was full of smiles, his words were full of censure.
"The Wizard Union's investigation department has done an investigation on Abel, and they have concluded that there is no room for doubt!" Wizard Cliff said with a firm tone.
The atmosphere between Chief Knight Hoover and Wizard Cliff became tense after a few words of disagreement. A dead leaf was blown into the air by the wind between the two, and it was instantly crushed into dust by their powerful aura.
At that moment, Abel was inside the magic tower. Seeing that Chief Knight Hoover was about to fight a powerful enemy for his sake, he couldn't help but feel touched. His teacher, Wizard Moreton, had tried his best to protect him, and now Chief Knight Hoover. It seemed like he had to make a decision. He couldn't let these people who cared about him get involved in his mess.
"Teacher, can you take me out of the magic tower?" Abel turned to Wizard Moreton and asked.
"Alright, you decide. Remember, don't be afraid of Cliff. As long as we can hold on for a few more days, he won't be able to do anything!" Wizard Moreton sighed as he saw the determination in Abel's eyes.
"I know. Thank you, teacher!" Abel said softly.
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