Abel knew a thing or two about gods.
There was only one way to have easy access to the blood of a god, and that was taking some from a god in deep slumber.
That god needed to have no followers left. If not, there would still be a small chance of reawakening.
Therefore the Wizard Union was basically making a bet. But still, Wizard Dolan sounded very confident.
Abel followed him to the Wizard Union HQ with Frankenstein by his side. After all, Frankenstein was his mode of transportation.
They arrived at a large teleportation circle exclusive to the top ranks of the Wizard Union.
"Grandmaster Bennett. You as a headmaster of honour, so you can also use this large teleportation circle if you want to come to the HQ in the future!" Wizard Dolan stepped out and smiled.
Abel merely smiled. He probably wouldn't come here again unless it was totally necessary because he could sense many unbearably scary energy behind them.
