Author's Note: I can't help it. Another chapter was cut off. I didn't do it on purpose. It's the end of the month. Readers still have some monthly tickets and recommendation tickets left. Please!
The arrow in Abel's hand was flashing with a strange grey color. It was wrapped in his golden combat qi and attached to the arrow.
This was his last shot. If it didn't work, he would have to back off and think of something else.
That grey shadow wrapped in his golden combat qi was his only dimensional force. This was the first time he tried to attach dimensional force to an arrow, but with his precise control, the dimensional force was successfully attached to the arrow.
The arrow left the bowstring of the Riphook and drew an arc in the air. It hit Radament's forehead, which was the toughest part of its body. As a wizard that had been modified by hell, its body was countless times stronger than a human wizard, and its bones were even more so.
When Abel's arrow was about to hit its forehead, a bolt of lightning was ignited, and a scorched black spot appeared on its forehead. Afterward, golden combat qi that was wrapped in the power of dimensions rushed towards that scorched black spot.
A sound like a bottle being opened emerged, and a hole was opened in Radament's forehead by the dimensional force. Its tough bones were as fragile as paper in front of the dimensional force.
The power of space passed through its brain and came out from the back of its head. This blow emptied the last of its life force. It no longer howled, and a smile of relief appeared on its ugly face. Although the smile was still ugly, it was a kind of joy that came from the bottom of its heart.
No one could imagine how Radament had survived the ten thousand years after being abandoned by hell. As a modified product of hell, it still retained some of its original thoughts.
Although hell had left, the rules of its body still existed. It still couldn't leave the third level of the sewer. It couldn't even leave this small corner of the sewer.
Now everything was over. At the moment before Radament died, it finally felt free from the rules of hell. Freedom. Even if it was just a second of freedom, it was still a kind of happiness.
Abel didn't have time to look at Radament on the ground, nor did he have time to care about that golden shadow that floated into Hradik's cube. By that point, the hell creatures in front of him had woken up.
Red fireballs, green poison balls, blue ice balls, and white lightning balls flew towards him.
"Black Wind!" Abel yelled.
Black Wind carried Abel's body and flashed in a white light. Black Wind quickly appeared behind the spirit guardian Knight.
The spirit guardian Knight rushed into the skeleton battle formation and began its slaughter. Without resurrection, these hell creatures were quickly decreasing in numbers.
Abel didn't look at the spirit guardian knights' battle. He didn't need to worry about the result. Instead, he was looking at the equipment on Radament.
He didn't look at Radament's robe. Although the robe was very luxurious, it was made of golden material, and there were dozens of shiny gems on it. It gave off a feeling of dazzling radiance just by looking at it.
It was a shame that this robe had been chopped into strips by the 8 "steel" longswords. Of course, he didn't think this robe was anything special. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been damaged like this.
Abel focused his gaze on Radament's hand. It didn't let go of the short magic staff in its hand until it died.
He forcefully took the short magic staff from Radament's hand and looked at it. It was a short magic staff made of bone. Soon, a set of information appeared.
Ridge of the Tomb
Bone Staff (Normal)
One hand damage: 3-7
Durability: Necromancer skill level
Increase 4-8 cold damage
5% mana steal on hit
+ 10 strength
+ 10 agility
+ 50 mana
+ 50% damage to undead creatures
The necromancers of the Dark World were the orc priests of the Holy Continent. Although there was a slight difference between these 2 professions in the Holy Continent, they were still pretty much the same.
This was another useless magic staff. If Abel was a professional priest, this bone staff might be useful. However, he was a wizard. Even if he summoned a spirit guardian Knight, he would still use spells to attack.
Even if he didn't use spells, he would still use the Knight's ability to support his attacks. Why would he use this bone staff in his hand?
Theoretically speaking, a priest could add another spirit guardian Knight to the battle and increase the power of the spirit guardian Knight by a little.
However, if he summoned a 9th spirit guardian Knight, he would replace the Ridge of the Cave, and the 9th spirit guardian Knight would automatically die.
The Ridge of the Cave did not increase the power of the spirit guardian Knight as much as the fire enchantment of the leaf magic staff. Therefore, this bone staff could only be a collector's item in the end.
Abel shook his head and put the Ridge of the Cave into his portal bracelet. Afterward, he began to search Radament's body.
Although Radament's robe was already broken, the belt on his waist flashed a dark golden light. Under so many attacks, the belt didn't even have the slightest bit of damage. This showed that it was a very good belt.
Abel took off the belt and looked at it for a bit. He then saw the attributes of this belt.
Night Smoke
Buckle Belt (Normal)
Defense: 24
Durability: Increase defense
+ 15 defense
+ 20 mana
+ 10 all resistances
Physical damage reduced by 2
50% of the damage to life turned into mana.
This was a dark gold belt. Abel took off the 'snake's self-healing belt' and replaced it with the 'Night Smoke' belt.
The biggest benefit of the 'Night Smoke' belt was not that many attributes. Instead, it was that it increased the belt by 4 slots. It could store 12 potions at once for quick usage.
The attributes of the 'Night Smoke' were also very useful. Basically, none of the attributes were useless. He was very satisfied with this.
He searched Radament's body again and made sure that there was nothing worth looking at. Then, he turned his attention to the box on the side.
It was a golden box. It was probably the same as Bartoli's box. It was a trophy for the challenger who defeated Radament.
He stepped forward and used 'steel' to open the box, revealing the item inside.
The first thing he saw was a book flashing with dark golden light. The book's appearance was too good. One look and he could tell that it was not a normal item.
'Skill book', this was a reward that every winner of Radament could get. The book's function was that whoever opened it would get a skill point as a reward.
Abel held the 'Skill book' in his hand. There were countless strange patterns on the cover of this book. Each pattern had dark golden energy flowing within.
He opened the 'Skill book' and wanted to look at the content. The moment the 'Skill book' was opened, it turned into a dark golden light and rushed into his body.
At that moment, the original skill light balls in his mind increased to 2. These skill light balls could be activated as long as he focused his power of the will on it. It would automatically choose which skill to add.
Abel had an idea. It seemed like these skill light balls were very useful. It would be a waste to use them now.
He was very confident in his intuition. Most importantly, all of his target's spells were leveling up very quickly. With the time bonus of the Dark World, he had more time to practice spells than any other wizard.
Now that his power of the will had reached 2000 points of mana, it was almost impossible for him to use up all his mana in one go. Therefore, his training speed was getting faster and faster.
Of course, as a wizard's rank increased, the mana consumption of spells would increase as well. By that time, the problem of mana shortage would appear again, but that was still too far away for him.
By this point, the battle was over. There were no more hell creatures on the battlefield.
After returning to Lut Gholein, Abel did not rest. Instead, he rushed out of the north gate of Lut Gholein with his spirit guardian Knight and arrived at the Rocky Waste. The next thing he needed to do was to clear out the hell creatures in this area and find a way to go deeper.
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