"Abel, the apprentice wizards might not be able to do much in terms of planting, but there are a lot of apprentice wizards who came from manors. They are very experienced in managing land!" Wizard Moreton knew what this wheat could do. He knew what it meant to an earl's domain.
Knights were an important force in protecting a domain. With the existence of wizards, Abel's Earl domain was not lacking in high-end fighting power. However, there were very few Knights who had the ability to fight and had a deep noble education. There were a lot of small nobles in the Earl domain. With this kind of wheat, the Knight servants of the small nobles could grow faster. Also, since they were Knights who came from the Earl domain, their loyalty could be assured.
Abel explained, "Teacher, you don't have to worry about the apprentice wizards. The physical labor is done by the puppets. Look at this land. If you don't manage it well, it will soon be so barren that it can't be planted anymore!"
Of course, Abel knew it was impossible to ask apprentice wizards to do the planting. The apprentice wizards' bodies had just started to be eroded by mana, and they had not fully adapted to this kind of damage. Asking them to do the hard work was just too much for them.
Also, in the 6 star magic circle, normal farmers could not enter the mana environment. Only apprentice wizards could do this.
"This land really needs someone to help manage it. I'll arrange the apprentices to take on the missions!" Although Wizard Moreton was not a professional farmer, he could still see that the quality of this land was very poor.
"If you need any wizard resources, you can ask Bartoli directly. I have enough credit points in Liante City to guarantee the wizards' needs. Everything will be up to you!" Abel saw that Wizard Moreton had taken over this matter, so he also told him about the wizard circle's arrangement.
"Ok, I'll take care of these low ranking wizards for you!" Wizard Moreton was a little jealous of these low ranking wizards. Not only did they have a good mana environment, but Abel was also willing to spend on them. He used credit points to exchange for wizard resources, especially those from Liante City.
Liante City's wizard resources were the best in the entire Holy Continent. It controlled a lot of dangerous resource areas and had the most wizards processing wizard resources for the city.
It was just that Wizard Moreton was a little surprised that Abel valued Bartoli so much. From Abel's words, he could tell that he had given all the credit points of the Liante City Wizard Union to Bartoli. However, Wizard Moreton didn't ask too much. He knew that there must be a reason why an intermediate wizard like Bartoli was Abel's butler.
Abel entered the Dark World with Flying Flame at night. As soon as he entered Rogge's camp, he could feel a huge difference. The crack between his eyes appeared again, and the world stone fragment seemed to have come back to life. He felt like the world was under his control again.
Ever since he had the world stone fragment, Abel's memory had become very good. The map to Lut Gholein automatically appeared in front of him as soon as he sat on Flying Flame's back.
The advantage of flying was that it could ignore the restrictions of buildings, rivers, mountains, and forests on the ground. As long as it was the right direction, there was no need to take a detour. It saved a lot of time and effort.
Flying Flame's flying speed was shockingly fast. It was a few times faster than Black Wind. Since the dragons were born with the ability to control the air, there was no air resistance in its flight. At the same time, Abel felt very comfortable on its back. There was no strong wind blowing on his face, and he didn't even need to open up his defense.
Abel looked at the scenery on the ground as he flew. He felt like he could fly on his own, but he knew it was just an illusion brought by the world stone fragment. Perhaps he would be able to fly on his own after he collected all the world stone fragments.
However, just this small fragment almost made his body collapse. If his body didn't get a big boost, he wouldn't even try to fuse with a second type of world stone fragment even if it was placed in front of him.
Abel could tell the size of this world stone fragment was about 1/5 of its original size. According to the world stone fragment he got from Andariel, the other 4 world stone fragments should also be in the hands of the final demons on the other 4 continents.
Abel couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh. Even Andariel, who had the lowest attack power, almost killed him. It wasn't hard to imagine that the next few demons would be even more powerful than Andariel.
While Abel was thinking about this, Flying Flame had already flown out of Rogge's camp to the east. He realized the shape of Rogge's camp was different from the map. The desert to the east of Rogge's camp had disappeared.
If he was on the ground, he might have thought that the desert in front of him was a strait. However, he was on Flying Flame's back, and all he could see was a giant cut in the sky.
Yes, it was a cut. It was like someone had used a knife to cut the desert from Rogge's camp to the east of Lut Gholein.
"Shocking power!" This was what Abel felt when he saw this giant cut.
The reason why he was certain that this was a cut was because he could still feel a powerful aura from this huge, straight cut. Although this aura had gone through countless baptisms, he could still feel it.
Whose handiwork was this? Angel or demon? Abel didn't know, but he knew it didn't matter which side unleashed this attack. It must have cost a lot. If this kind of attack could be unleashed, the entire Dark World would have been destroyed long ago.
When Flying Flame flew above the giant cut, Abel felt a sense of loss. His world stone fragment had gone silent again. It was just like when he left the Dark World and returned to the Holy Continent.
Abel turned around and looked at Rogge's camp. Maybe the world stone fragment in his head would only be fully activated when he was in Rogge's camp.
"Flying Flame, turn around!" Abel yelled.
Flying Flame heard its owner's words and drew a small semicircle in the sky. It then turned around and flew back to Rogge's camp.
As expected, his world stone fragment recovered as soon as he entered Rogge's camp. He could feel the control of Rogge's camp again.
"Flying Flame, turn around and head east!" Abel said as he gently patted Flying Flame's neck.
Although Flying Flame didn't know why Abel wanted to go back and forth, it still followed Abel's order and flew east.
However, Flying Flame's speed was noticeably slower as it flew above the giant gap. The further it went, the slower it became.
Abel's soul could also feel the pressure coming from the giant cut below him.
Abel connected his soul chain with Flying Flame's soul. This way, he could merge with Flying Flame. A sense of fear came from Flying Flame. It was the fear of the power coming from the giant cut. Although this power had become weaker as time passed, it was still very powerful.
Abel believed that if he wasn't riding a powerful four-legged flying dragon, he would have fallen into the sea before he could reach here. This cut seemed to have become a natural barrier that separated Rogge's camp from Lut Gholein.
Although Flying Flame was flying very slowly, it was still flying towards the east. It didn't stop for a moment.
However, Abel was in trouble. He was being attacked by the power of the giant cut. He had drunk a lot of soul potions, and his soul had been modified by a giant dragon's vigor, and he had 240 points of power of the Will.
However, in the face of this unstoppable force, everything was as thin as a piece of paper. From this, one could see the difference between him and Flying Flame. Although he had been strengthened countless times, there was still a gap between him and Flying Flame.
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