If he had provided Grand Duke Edwina with this kind of effect, Abel believed that Grand Duke Edwina would have captured him and interrogated him about the method of making this potion. In the face of a potion that could greatly enhance the strength of the entire elven race, this kind of big shot could probably ignore all feelings and family. Abel's identity as the little girl's boyfriend could not be compared to the overall strength of the elven race.
When Abel put the 20 bottles of golden quality 'elven perfume' into his portal bag, it was already dark outside, and it was time for him to meditate.
In the inner room of 'Akara's tent,' the original ambergris wood bed had disappeared, and only a meditation jade pillow was left on the ground.
Abel placed the mana gathering circle where the bed used to be. Unfortunately, the fresh crystal cores had already been used up, so now he could only rely on the rich mana to meditate. His meditation speed was much slower than before. After an hour of meditation, he almost didn't feel any progress. Abel missed the days when he had fresh crystal cores.
The next morning, Abel set out very early. Today, he was full of confidence that he would wash away the shame of being chased by the fallen. In his heart, being chased by the weakest hell creatures in the Dark World was definitely a great shame.
Once again, Abel came to the small hill. First, he used the 'frozen armor' spell to put on an armor made of ice crystals on his body. Then, he ignited the golden combat qi in his body and put the combat qi armor on top of the ice crystal armor. The shield in his left hand, the sword of victory hung on the saddle of Black Wind, and a bottle of golden quality 'elven perfume' in his right hand. Everything was ready.
"Black Wind, attack!" Abel yelled, and the black wind quickly rushed out. From afar, it looked like a black lightning bolt rushing down from the top of the mountain.
"Bisu bisu bisu!" Compared to yesterday, the fallen shamans were much more alert today. As soon as Black Wind rushed down the hill, it was already discovered.
Thousands of fallen began to rush towards Black Wind with their weapons, but this time, Black Wind did not directly rush towards them. Instead, it quickly turned and dodged a few flying fireballs. It rushed to the edge of the army of fallen.
At this time, Abel's intuition had already sensed that there were dozens of spells aimed at him. Perhaps in the next moment, there would be countless fireballs flying towards him. However, he was faster. The golden quality 'elven perfume' in his hand was thrown towards the place where most of the fallen shamans were in his intuition. The golden quality 'elven perfume' landed on the ground, and golden liquid splashed out. The air was filled with an intoxicating aroma.
There was no time to watch the end. Black Wind quickly moved away from the flying fireballs. Abel threw out the second bottle of golden quality 'elven perfume' again. This time, he threw it in the direction of the fallen shamans in his intuition. The golden liquid splashed out again, and the aroma spread everywhere.
As the number of fireballs flying towards him decreased, Abel could already see a large number of fallen shamans on the ground. The golden quality 'elven perfume' was even more powerful than the poison. It was important to know that the poison was harmful, and the body with high resistance to poison could still resist it for a while. However, the golden quality 'elven perfume' was not harmful to the body. Instead, it was a kind of enhancement. It was an enhancement to the soul, and a creature's instinct would not resist this kind of benefit.
Therefore, after Abel threw out 10 bottles of golden quality 'elven perfume', there were no longer any fallen shamans or fallen shamans standing in this area. As soon as a fallen shaman or a fallen shaman entered this area, they immediately fell to the ground.
The fallen shamans were not real wizards. They were a kind of shaman, and they did not have the power of will of a wizard. They used their magic staff, clan cloak, and bone necklace to control the fire energy to produce fireballs and evil energy to resurrect the fallen shamans.
Therefore, although the effect of the golden quality elven perfume on the Fallen Shaman was reduced by a little because the Fallen Shaman's power of will was much stronger than the Fallen Shaman, it still succeeded in making the Fallen Shaman fall to the ground.
At this time, Abel and Black Wind had an extra item on their faces. It was the mask that Abel specially made yesterday. In order to increase the effect of the mask, he used water to wet the mask before using it. It took him a lot of time to make the mask for Black Wind, but now it seemed that the effect was not bad. At least, he did not fall to the ground because of the aroma like the fallen shamans on the ground.
Abel waved his hand and summoned 3 skeletons. At this time, he had to use all of his power to kill these fallen shamans and fallen shamans who had lost their ability to resist.
The 3 skeletons held a magic sword in their hands and slashed at the fallen shamans on the ground. They did not breathe, so they were not affected by the golden quality 'elven perfume'. As long as the golden quality 'elven perfume' was not thrown on their skulls, they would not be affected.
Abel did not know how long the fallen shamans and fallen shamans on the ground would be intoxicated. At this time, every second was very important. He held the sword of victory in his hand, put away his shield, and replaced it with another ice magic sword. The 'charging bolt' spell pattern appeared on the ice magic sword in his left hand, and then a large number of electric arcs were ignited.
Abel's weak little soul was the one who ignited the 'charging bolt' spell through the skill tree. His main soul was controlling the sword of victory in his right hand and sweeping it sideways towards the necks of the fallen shamans and fallen shamans on the ground. The sharp sword of victory was used to deal with these fallen shamans and fallen shamans who had lost their ability to defend. As long as their heads were chopped off, they would be forced to die.
At this time, the results of his many years of Knight training could be seen. The sword of victory in Abel's hand was like a light fish swimming around the necks of the fallen shamans and fallen shamans on the ground. Every time it flashed, a head would be chopped off.
The speed at which the 'charging bolt' spell in his left hand killed the fallen shamans and fallen shamans was not slower than the sword of victory in his right hand. This was because every time the sword of victory killed a fallen shaman or fallen shaman, it would give him 4 points of mana. Coupled with the 6% mana steal effect of the Bahamut Vampire ring, every fallen shaman or fallen shaman that was killed would give him at least 5 points of mana. The 'charging bolt' in his left hand would also only cost him 5 points of mana each time it was ignited.
Abel had a dream after he became a wizard, and that was to have unlimited mana and be able to cast spells without any restrictions. That was what he was feeling now. The 'charging bolt' in his left hand was almost non-stop. Anyway, there were fallen shamans and fallen shamans all around him. As long as he released the 'charging bolt' spell, he would be able to harvest the souls of hell creatures.
In the middle of the army of fallen, there were fallen shamans and fallen shamans all around Abel. The fallen were also wondering who the devil was. Now, Abel was like a devil. As long as they came within a few dozen meters of him, the fallen shamans and fallen shamans would fall. The smart fallen shamans had already ordered the fallen not to enter that area.
At this time, Bishibosh had also left its huge bonfire. Under its command, a large number of fallen began to surround Abel. Countless fallen were staring at Abel. Being stared at by tens of thousands of enemies at the same time, Abel's intuition was about to explode.
Although Abel was trying his best to kill the fallen on the ground, his attention was always on Bishibosh. At this time, he was calculating the distance between him and Bishibosh. He knew that Bishibosh was the core of this army of fallen. As long as he could kill Bishibosh, these fallen would become cowards again.
Abel moved his power of the will and canceled the summoning. The 3 skeletons were suddenly swallowed by a giant black mouth that appeared in the sky.
Bishibosh seemed to be a little curious about the area around Abel. Or maybe it was checking whether there were still people who would faint as soon as they entered, so it waved its huge magic staff from time to time and asked a few fallen to enter the area.
130 meters. Abel silently counted the distance between him and Bishibosh. He was a little closer. Every time Bishibosh took a few steps forward, Abel calculated the distance. At the same time, the 'charging bolt' spell in his hand and the sword of victory in his hand did not stop.
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