Abel was about 10 miles away from the team. It was not a big area on the orc battlefield, but it was not small either. There were some humans on other missions, but it was rare to see them.
By that point, he had already seen the Cyan Falcon in the sky. This thing was a little troublesome. If the Miracle Spirit did not realize he was using his elite wizard power, he would have let Flying Flame come over and kill that Cyan Falcon in one shot.
Whatever, he would just distract the orcs for the team.
Abel thought to himself. He let his mount wolf king run and attract the Cyan Falcon in the sky. Soon, the Cyan Falcon discovered him and followed him closely.
Suddenly, a worgen's sky eye let out a gasp from 10 miles away.
"Did you find that wizard and the mount wolf king?" A head wolf rider captain lowered his voice.
This was a small team of 11 orcs. In addition to the 10 orcs guarding the war drums, there was also an extra Sky's Eye.
"That adept left the human party on his mount wolf king and headed east alone. However, he suddenly disappeared just now!" Sky's Eye replied with some confusion.
"Let the Cyan Falcon keep an eye on him. Maybe he has some tricks up his sleeve, but he can't hide forever!" That head wolf rider captain did not get mad at the sky eye. He had borrowed this sky eye from their tribe.
Since they had lost their orc battle drum, the clan had asked them to redeem themselves. Of course, if the wolf clan didn't lose 20 intermediate priests and a head wolf rider captain, they wouldn't have the chance to return to the orc battlefield.
They all had the same idea, which was to find that wizard and take back the orc battle drum.
They were also begging that wizard not to give the orc battle drum to others. Otherwise, their chances of getting it back would be too slim.
Abel raised his head and looked at the Cyan Falcon, which was still searching in the sky like an idiot. He couldn't help but smile.
He had a barrier circle beside him, and his mount wolf king was lying beside him. He was sitting on the ground, preparing to check his spoils of war from yesterday.
He wasn't a normal beginner wizard. Even a beginner wizard with a lot of money wouldn't be able to carry so many magic circle disks with him.
Needless to say, the price of a formation plate was not something that beginner wizards could afford. Even intermediate wizards could not afford to carry around with them.
The most important thing for a beginner wizard was to build a magic tower. Although a part of the cost of a magic tower would be covered by the duchy or organization, the rest would be paid off by the beginner wizard after a few decades of hard work. On top of that, beginner wizards would have to buy some of the extra functions of the magic tower themselves.
As a result, beginner wizards had to constantly repay their debts in the first few decades of their lives. There were very few beginner wizards who could be very wealthy.
Abel first took out the orc battle drum. This was a treasure he had spent a lot of effort to get back. Just by thinking about the power of this orc battle drum and the protection of the orcs, he knew how valuable it was.
As soon as the orc battle drum was taken out of his bone made portal object, death qi began to pour out. However, Abel was not afraid of death qi as he was inside the barrier circle. Instead, it was the death qi that was afraid of him.
On the other hand, the mount wolf king had been exposed to too much death qi in the Orc Empire, so it was already used to it.
The body of the orc battle drum in his hand was made of ribs, and the upper and lower edges were fixed with vertebrae. Both sides of the drum were made of special skin that was filled with death qi.
Abel was also proficient in the "skeleton rebirth" spell. He had also read about the orc deities' spell records, so he had done some research on bones.
These ribs were filled with powerful death qi. According to his experience, they were at least made from the ribs of an elite deity. He could also sense that these ribs were taken from an elite deity that had died a violent death.
There was too much death qi in these bones, which was a sign that the owner of the bones had died a violent death. The curse power in the bones was just like a natural attribute of the bones.
Judging from the size of this orc battle drum, it must have taken at least 10 elite deities' bones to make it.
If that was the case, there wouldn't be many elite priests that died. Just like the human elite wizards, 1 out of a few hundred of them dying was already a very large proportion.
A beastman war drum like this would probably take over a thousand years of accumulation to create such a drum.
Abel scanned the orc battle drum with his power of the will. Soon, he found a power of the will mark on the orc battle drum. It was the mark of recognition.
His power of the mind surged towards the spiritual imprint. The spiritual imprint still wanted to defend itself, but his 240 points of power of the mind almost instantly destroyed the spiritual imprint's defense. Then, he expelled the spiritual imprint and marked it with his own power of the mind.
Suddenly, a message was transmitted into his mind through his power of the will. It was how to use the orc battle drum.
This was a common method for orcs to make magic items. Since orcs didn't pass down their knowledge systematically like humans did, in order to prevent orc priests from using magic items, they would usually store the method of using magic items in their magic items.
Suddenly, one of the orc deities in the 11 orc team that was searching for Abel began to scream.
"The master recognition I left in the Orc War Drum has been erased!" That orc deity's shriveled face turned even paler due to the sudden shock of the will. He screamed with hatred.
"Did you sense the location of the orc battle drum?" A head wolf rider captain lowered his voice.
They knew this would happen, but they did not expect the power of the will mark to be removed this quickly. Normally, a power of the will mark would take at least a few days to remove. That head wolf rider captain was very worried that the orc battle drum had fallen into the hands of an intermediate wizard from Miracle City.
"That orc battle drum is still on the battlefield!" That orc deity said with certainty.
"As long as it's still on the battlefield, we will have a chance to find him!" The head wolf rider captain said with confidence.
As long as Abel showed up, he would not be able to escape from the sky eye. The sky eye was where the confidence of those head wolf rider captains came from.
Inside the seclusion circle, Abel looked at the orc battle drum with satisfaction. This orc battle drum was mainly used to target an enemy with the will of the user. Then, the sound of the drum would curse the enemy.
Cursing was a very strange ability. Almost everything within the range of sound would be affected.
The power of this orc battle drum depended on the strength of the user. The stronger the user was, the more powerful the drum would be.
Therefore, when the Beastmen used the Beastmen War Drums, they would choose the strongest Beastmen to beat the Beastmen War Drums in order to obtain the greatest curse power.
Abel then took out those 2 bone hammers. They were probably made from the leg bones of some powerful orc creatures. They had a powerful strength effect that could increase the power of the drum.
He then touched the drum surface with his hand to feel how strong it was.
His strength was not something those orcs could compare to. He had absolute confidence in himself. There were very few creatures of the same size as him that could be stronger than him.
Now, he needed to make sure this drum surface could support his strength.
Actually, Abel was overthinking. The surface of this orc battle drum was made from the skin of ancient corpses that had been nourished by death qi for tens of thousands of years. As long as it was made from this skin, it would be very hard to break it with just a simple hit.
Abel held a bone hammer in each of his hands as he looked at the Cyan Falcon in the sky. He had set it as his target.
Afterward, he began to hit the orc battle drum with the bone hammers. As he hit, a terrifying sound emerged from the orc battle drum.
The sound of the orc battle drum could reach up to 15 miles away, and 10 miles was the best range for the curse.
"There's a drum sound! Be careful, it's the orc battle drum! "Head Knight Eddy yelled.
"Strange, this sound is not targeted at us!" K3003 scanned his body with his power of the will and said in confusion.
"Do you guys think it's k3516 hitting the orc battle drum?" K3305 asked in confusion.
"It must be. K3516 took the orc battle drum, so he must be using it. When we get back, I'll ask him to show it to me!" K3308 nodded and said with certainty.
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