Chapter 161
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The first thing Abel did when he arrived back at his mansion in Triumph boulevard was to order steward Ken to prepare a large amount of meat. He wanted to bring Black Wind into Rogue Encampment, so he needed to prepare enough food for Black Wind for at least ten days. Luckily since Black Wind's been living in his mansion, they always had a large amount of meat stock up. On top of that, since the weather was cold, the meat could be preserved quite well. After a while, steward Ken brought on the meats.
After Abel had dinner with Loraine, Abel led Black Wind into his room under the unhappy gaze of Loraine.
Black Wind was very excited to be with its owner. As the separation raised, enormous trees surrounded their sights. The alert sensation of Black Wind was triggered, as he got into a protective position in front of its owner. "Woooo" black Wind howled, preparing for the potential danger at any moment.
"It's ok, Black Wind," said Abel gently as he hugged Black Wind in his chest, trying to comfort it.
"Woooo woooo!" Black Wind had become calmer as he lightly leaned against Abel.
"Black Wind, I need you to fight alongside me!" Abel did not say these words out loud. He only sent this message through his soul chain with Black Wind.
When Black Wind sensed a battle was coming, all his muscles began to tense up. Black Wind was born to fight, and Abel could clearly felt that.
"Nice!" Abel let out a big laugh as he padded Black Wind, and freed it from the hug.
Abel first turned off the movement of the weak little souls and took out a scroll of town portal. He then injected his mana into it, and an oval shape blue water wave portal appeared.
Suddenly, Abel realized this portal was too small. It was only suitable for humans, and by this point, Black Wind had largely exceeded the size of this door. Abel deeply sighed within. It seemed like his idea of fighting alongside Black Wind wasn't going to work out.
As Abel was still thinking, Black a Wind caught Abel off guard and stuck its paw directly into the portal.
"Black Wind, No!" Abel shouted, and the enormous body of Black Wind vanished in front of his eyes.
Abel felt a cool breeze in his heart. The memories of Black Wind as a little mount wolf, trying to be cute and running alongside him, to the memories of Black Wind slowly growing up, yearning for his attention, and riding through the blazing wind, all flashed before the eyes of Abel.
"Black Wind, please be ok!" Abel was trying to connect with Black Wind through the soul chain, but there was no reply.
"That's right, let's go to Rogue encampment to take a look!" Abel mumble as he stepped into the portal.
As Abel was still in vertigo through the teleportation, he felt an enormous black shadow leaning against his body. After he had woken up, he saw that Black Wind was still in perfect condition leaning by his side.
"Black Wind, you scared the life out of me!" Said Abel with a slightly hoarse laughing tone.
Abel felt In his heart that Black Wind wanted to fight alongside its owner no matter how dangerous. Abel had never felt so much certainty in his body.
"Ok, let's fight together." Shouted Abel, feeling like he could take on an army of ten thousand as his voice filled every corner of the Rogue Encampment.
Abel had learned his lesson after this, and he should be more careful and plan things out better. If he tested out the portal with other large animals first before bringing Black Wind, he wouldn't be hit with such a shock. If Black Wind was lost just like that, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Black Wind was a mount on paper, but it was always a child in the heart of Abel. Ever since Black Wind was born, it began following Abel. Abel watched it learn how to walk, slowly grow up and slowly became the giant it is today.
Before entering a battle, they must first make sure they were well prepared. The exploding big swords had been used up, and it needs refills.
Abel also needed to finish his meditation practice for today, it was crucial to his progress, and he could not miss a day. When Abel was meditating, Black Wind did not disturb him.
Black Wind's intelligence had relentlessly increased after Abel had used the "mount enhancement technique." Furthermore, every since he had become a king of beasts, it could clearly understand every word of Abel, and the soul chain just made simple interaction even easier.
An hour of meditation passed by in a flash. His progress was still very slow. Maybe he should try again hunt a soul beast for a crystal core.
Abel dedicated his next following three days ruthlessly forging exploding big swords and practicing spells. Every time he used up his mana, he would forge, and once his mana recovered, he would practice spell again.
He only used a Knight's big sword to make those exploding big swords because he was used to them ever since he was young. The most training he had gotten was using a Knight's big sword. The weapon we were most familiar with was a Knight's big sword. And ever since he became a Blacksmith Master, his most forged weapon was also a Knight's big sword.
So you could say that every single muscle of Abel had deep muscle memory of using a Knight's big sword. He deeply understood every inch of a Knight's big sword from the inside out, and he knew out to threw a Knight's big sword as far as possible without even thinking.
An exploding big sword was caused by a failed rune damaging the elements of a big sword. This ignited the core power of a magical gem, scattering the pieces of the sword in all directions. As Abel's forging skills continued to increase, the toughness of his swords also increased. This allowed every piece that's been blown outwards even more powerful and penetrable.
Abel had made 11 exploding big swords, filling up all the space in his personal storage room, the food, and the super exploding big sword. He had also made a full ice magic armor for his brother Zach.
Seeing the 11 exploding big swords, Abel's confidence raised by miles. Now that he had Black Wind's speed and the 11 exploding big swords, he could kill a fallen shaman if he just was careful. Once the fallen shaman was killed, all those other fallens couldn't do anything to him. At most, he just needed to use Black Wind's speed and use the 'flying kite' technique to slowly clean them up.
"Black Wind, Let's go!" Said Abel to the doing nothing, almost falling asleep Black Wind.
"Wof!" As soon as Black Wind heard Abel's calling, he immediately gained an enormous amount of energy, howling to the sky.
Abel hopped on to the back of Black Wind as Black Wind viciously accelerated. Its speed was so fast, Abel couldn't even open his eyes. It seemed like Black Wind had been bored to death these past few days.
When they left the Rogue encampment, Black Wind was filled with excitement. The grounds were filled with grass, Black Wind's favorite environment. Black Wind's instinct passed down by its ancestors told it that places with grass are the best.
Abel remembered it used to take him to get to the camp of the fallens by walking, but under the speed of Black Wind, it took him no time.
Sitting on the back of the 3 meters tall Black Wind, Abel took out his telescope. Now, he no longer needed to climb up somewhere to see the red ocean.
Abel began to search for the trace of the fallen shaman. The fallen shaman was also entirely red like the other fallen. The only difference was that it held a big magic cane in one hand and a short knife in another. Since these characteristics were not obvious, and because the fallens were constantly moving around their camp. It made finding the fallen shaman even harder.
Abel knew the search is unavoidable, but he was unsure how many fallen shaman there were. A little carelessness could lead to big mistakes, so it was still better to spend more time closely examining the conditions of the fallen camp.
One by one, Abel had almost compared over thousands of fallen with the next. In the end, he was certain there were three fallen shamans. These fallen shamans were very cunning. They were always surrounded by 10 of the tallest fallens to hide. However, because of this discovery, once Abel found the first fallen shaman, the other two were easy to find.
"Black Wind, go!" With the shout of Abel, Black Wind accelerated to the camp of the fallen.
"Gu du! Gu du!" When Abel was around 100 meters from the camp of the fallen, some fallen had already begun to alert. All the fallen in the camp cluttered up into a chaotic ball.
"Gu du! Gu du!" But with a serious-sounding call, the fallen began to get organized.
The closest 100 fallen to Abel began to rush towards Abel. Seeing this scenery, Abel began to frown. He was not expecting the fallen shaman to be this clever, that it could control the fallen to attack and defend.
"Black Wind, Closer!" With Abel's commanded through the soul chain, Black Wind had gotten very close to the fallen. It seemed like he could even smell the stink of the fallen.
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Chapter 162
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Chapter 162: Black Wind's First Fight
"Turn!" Under Abel's command, Black Wind took a sharp turn around 5 meters in front of the hundreds of Fallen. Abel felt that he was scraping the side of the Fallen as he sped towards the bottom of the Fallen camp.
The Fallen were shocked by Black Wind's sharp movements, and the commands of the Fallen shaman lost its effect. The Fallen, who were rushing towards Black Wind frantically turned to follow it. They all shouted, "Gu Du! Gu Du!" Like an insane person as they rushed behind Black Wind.
Abel did not command Black Wind to accelerate. Instead, he had just slowly maintained his distance with the Fallen following behind. The Fallen had been lead 20 meters beyond the left side of Fallen camp. At that time, some Fallen began to return. They knew they had gone too far beyond their field.
"Black Wind, Accelerate!" With Abel's shout, Black Wind suddenly turned in to a bolt of lightning. Under the "Gu Du! Gu Du!" Abel had penetrated the Fallen on the left side and entered the Fallen camp. The Fallen on the right side also began to call and rush towards Abel, but their speed was nothing compared to Black Wind. They were way too slow.
Three fireballs flew from the camp towards Abel. Black Wind did a quick stop, and effortlessly dodged 2 of the fireballs. It then accelerated again and jumped above the 3rd fireball, showing off his skill as the number one mount in the Holy Continent.
With a flick of a hand, Abel took out an exploding big sword from the personal storage space in his Horadric cube. With a roar, Abel used all his mighty force from his waist to his arm and threw the exploding big sword towards the exact direction of the closest Fallen shaman.
Abel did not look at the result. He was already holding another exploding big sword in a Knight's throwing position. In a flash, he threw it in the same direction.
"Bang! Bang!"
With the 2 connected loud bang, the Fallen began to scatter toward all directions. Especially seeing the mangled dead body of the Fallen shaman, and the 10 Fallen by its side who had been blown into pieces of blood and meat. The Fallen was horrified as they scream and run around.
"Gu Du! Gu Du!" The two leftover Fallen shaman did not have the speed of the Fallen. They could only scream and command the Fallen to attack while trying to raise the dead Fallen on the ground by waving their magic cane.
Abel did not expect the scenery that follows in a hundred years. Other than the 2 Fallen that had been raised again by the Fallen shaman immediately, the soul of all the other dead Fallen flew out and was sucked into the Horadric Cube. No matter how hard the 2 Fallen shamans tried, the dead Fallen remained dead on the ground.
"Too good!" Abel was in love with how powerful the Horadric cube was. Joy filled his heart. He no longer had to be afraid of the rebirth ability of the Fallen, so killing them off was just a matter of time.
Abel did not miss this perfect opportunity. As the 2 Fallen shamans were exposing themselves from their big ground, another exploding big sword appeared in the hand of Abel with a flick. In a breath, Abel got into a throwing position, and before one of the Fallen shamans could even react, an exploding big sword had already landed in front of his feet.
This Fallen shaman had just witnessed the power of these exploding big sword. He was immediately horrified. He sprinted with his tiny legs, but so sad he was still too slow. "Bang!" The Fallen shaman had been blown on to the ground, twitching his tiny legs non stop in mid-air.
However, Abel did not care about the Fallen shaman on the ground. At that time, the last Fallen shaman had rejoined with the big group. The left side Fallen had also come back. If Abel didn't leave now, he might get trapped in the Fallen camp.
"Black Wind, speed!" Along with the roar of Abel, Black Wind accelerated again. There were a few scattered Fallen emerging from the front. Before Abel could even do anything, Black Wind had already stuck out his sharp claws and rushing towards the Fallen. With such great momentum and the scary claws of Black Wind, the Fallen could no longer keep their body intact. It had turned into pieces of meat and blood on the ground.
Black Wind's speed was too scary. It took less time than Abel had initially imagined to penetrated the surrounding Fallen. There was still a large gap before the Fallen were regrouped.
Abel still had 9 exploding big swords. They needed to round the Fallen up to unleash the greatest power. As Abel was still thinking, he commanded Black Wind to accelerate along the sides of the Fallen camp.
After a few rounds, Abel only had to dodge a few fireballs. He didn't seem to be getting any major attacks, and just like that, he successfully lead the Fallen into the center of the camp.
Abel continuously threw 3 exploding big swords into the center of the Fallen camp. After 2 seconds, he threw four more exploding big swords around the Fallen on the surrounding of the camp.
The first exploding big swords that was thrown in the center of the Fallen camp was just lucky enough to land right in the chest of a Fallen. That Fallen was screaming in agony while all the other Fallen were trying to run for their lives. However, the place was way too crowded by their fellow Fallen. There was no place to go as they let out their last screams.
The second exploding big sword that was thrown also evoked some ear-shattering screams. The third exploding big sword was no different. One characteristic of the Fallen was that they were the bravest thing until one of them had died. Once one of them had died, all of their bravery would vanish. They will scatter towards all directions running and screaming for their lives. However, after a while, their bravery would come back.
Therefore, although the Fallen in the center were screaming for their lives, the Fallen on the outer still rushed towards Abel. At least that's what their simple mind told them to do.
But soon, 4 exploding big swords were landed by their side. Until they could even have time to scream. An earth-shaking bang had come from the center of their camp.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Under these three big bangs, the Fallen, which had been rounded up by Abel in the center of the camp, had vanished from their sea of red. The big bangs continued.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Now, the Fallen that had been scattered to the side had been cleared as well. Just like that, the Fallen camp seemed to lost 2/3 of its Fallen. The Horadric cube on Abel's arm seemed to flash a ray of dark gold color again.
Joy quickly filled Abel's heart as he speeded up his hand movement. By this point, he no longer cared about wasting resources. He took out the last exploding big sword and thrown it straight towards the last 10 Fallen concentrated together. After a Bang, their souls had been sucked into the Horadric cube again.
"Kill!" Nothing could stop Abel at this point. He took out his Knight's long spear. With the speed of Black Wind, the power of his long spear had increased multiple times.
His other hand began to flash the 'fireball' spell, as he stabbed towards the Fallen with his long spear. This is a real massacre. Due to the rebirth ability of the Fallen, their defenses were not strong. Even a single 'fireball' spell could easily take their lives. Furthermore, since Abel's long spear had the physical impact ability as well as the speed of Black Wind, he could easily kill a Fallen within 3-4 stabs.
In the Fallen camp, once Abel saw a few more Fallen began to concentrate, he would throw out another 'fireball' spell. Once one of them had burned to death, the other would be horrified and begin to run around chaotically. This gave Abel a chance to test out Black Wind's powerful acceleration. He no longer cared about the 'rumble 10 meters' ability of his long spear as he stuck it out. Ten meters was like a single step of Black Wind, and he only needed 3-4 stabs to kill off a Fallen.
Although the killing was easy, there were still many Fallen. The battle had taken more than 3 hours, Abel's mana had been totally depleted. By this point, he could only dash out a single 'fireball' every 2-3 minutes, since only a point of mana could be recover per minute. Other than that, Abel made most of his killing with his long spear.
When there were only a hundred Fallen left, Abel's Horadric cube flashed a ray of dark gold light again. This was Abel's last rare chance. With the speed of Black Wind, they did a great job killing the Fallen off. Abel only had to face 1 -2 Fallen at a time, and the rumble ability of his long spear had helped him a lot in the time of emergency.
It was Black Wind's first battle, and already he got the chance to face so many powerful enemies. Joy lit up in its heart. Every time it stuck out his claw, at least 10 Fallen would fall to the ground, helping its owner to strike. As the number of Fallen kept decreasing, they had arrived at the near end of the battle. Once the last Fallen had fallen on the ground, there were no other being alive in this camp other than Abel and Black Wind.
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Chapter 163
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Chapter 163: Short Cane
After the battle had ended, a horrific smell of blood and rotten corpses filled the atmosphere. Even Black Wind was shaking his head. He hated the smell.
However, Abel did not care at all since he loved cleaning up battlefields way too much. He jumped down from the back of Black Wind, stepping on puddles of blood and began to search for any collectible items. Abel was hoping he could find some potions or equipment by exploding, but this hope had been destroyed again and again. Still, Abel was not willing to give up his last bit of hope.
When Abel was feeling more and more hopeless, he suddenly saw one of the dead Fallen shamans on the ground. Abel's eyes began to sparkle. The dead Fallen shaman was holding a magic cane on one of his hands.
It was a magic cane. Even the lowest-ranking ones were considered as a rare treasure in the Holy Continent. This was because the resources required to make a magic cane was way too scarce, so very little magic canes were made in the Holy Continent.
Abel sped up his steps and picked up the magic cane from the ground. He brushed off the blood on its surface and shoved it in the Horadric Cube. He then used his power of the will to focus on it. Some statistics appeared:
Short cane (normal)
Longevity: 18-20
+1 fireball
+50% damage to immortal beings.
My god, that's some real equipment. Now, Abel had learned that equipment didn't come from explosions. Instead, they were also held within the hand of those creatures from hell. So all he needed to do from now on was just to kill those creates from hell, and their weapons will automatically be dropped on the ground for grab.
Although this magic cane was considered as the worst one in Diablo 2 by looking at its attributes, it was a true treasure in the Holy Continent. As long as Abel held this magic cane in his hand, all his 'fireball' spells would increase a rank, making it much more powerful. Furthermore, the +50% damage to immortal beings also allowed him to strike more powerfully against immortal beings.
However, Abel did not show any interest in the other weapon of the Fallen shaman. He didn't even want to touch it. It was an old, worn-out short knife. Over a long time of cutting meat, a stinking smelling covered the surface of the short knife.
Abel walked around the camp for a while. He collected two more magic canes from the Fallen Shamans. He then threw them into the Horadric cube for examination again.
Short cane (normal)
Longevity: 12-20
+50% damage to immortal beings
Short cane (normal)
Longevity: 15-20
+1 spirit transfer
+50% damage to immortal beings
The last magic cane made Abel's eyes sparkle. The + 1 spirit transfer attribute was too good. Spirit transfer was only something an official Wizard could do in the Holy Continent. It was a truly powerful attribute since it was appearing in a magic cane that a novice Wizard could use.
'Spirit transfer' was a spell. It allowed the wizard to control a target from afar within their mind. Through this strange controlling power, a wizard could take things they could not have otherwise or attack enemies from a distance. To a cunning and bad intentioned wizard, this ability could give them a lot of opportunities.
Most of the time, wizards would use this spell to pick up things, trigger mechanisms, and attack their enemies.
You could say the 'spirit transfer' gave wizards a more extended arm. This was the exact spell that Wizard Morton had used to destroy the 'fireball' of Abel when they first met.
Abel did not care about the stains on the short cane. As he the short cane it on his hand, he felt a weird sensation emerging. His power of the will bond to the short cane, and an arrow appeared on the top of the short cane. When he ignited the arrow with his power of the will, the short cane moved forward automatically, and a pattern appeared. Afterward, he felt his mana rushing towards the pattern, and soon it became a spell that was ready to be unleashed at any moment.
Abel's power of the will sensed that he only needed to push forward with his power of the will, and he could unleash this spell on to a target.
He began to stretch out his power of the will. Sixteen points of power of will allowed him to reach beyond his body for 16 meters. However, this time he could reach 17 meters until it stopped. Abel began to question darkly in his heart, had his power of the will increase again? But did not think too much, his curiosity towards the "spirit transfer" spell was the only thing that was on his mind.
His power of the will locked down on a rock, in a flash the rock was surrounded by white light. The rock vanished, and suddenly Abel felt something heavy on his hand. It was a rock.
It was wonderful. Abel was very satisfied by how this spell had turned out. This spell was only used by an official wizard. Every time when Abel saw his teacher Wizard Morton use this spell to take things from his shelf, he couldn't help but get jealous. Now, since he got this magic cane, he too could use this spell.
"Wait!" Abel whispered. He seemed to have just missed something. That's right, Abel had done a quickened spell. There was no spell, no hand gestures. It was the first time Abel had used the 'spirit transfer,' he had never even seen its magic pattern, let alone saying the spell. But just like that, he had unleashed the spell in a quicker way.
The magic cane was not powerful because it increased the attacking power, and definitely not the increased damage to immortal beings or something like that. Its most powerful characteristic in the Holy Continent was the ability to increase quicken spells.
Abel had only seen quicken spells being used by His teacher Wizard Morton. However, he never knew if it was just a technique or an actual quicken spell.
Up to this point, Abel had really underestimated the value of these magic canes. At first, he only thought they could increase magic power. Now, he realized besides that whiteboard magic cane. The other two were treasures. There were still a lot of uses in regards to that whiteboard magic cane. For example, he was using it as studying material or resources. Abel was still very new in regards to these things, so he couldn't think of much on the spot. But he was sure that he would definitely have a use for this whiteboard magic cane.
Abel tested out the 'spirit transfer' and 'fireball' a few more times out of curiosity. After a while, he realized the sacrifice of using the magic cane, and that was doubling the mana consumption. Although he was unsure how much mana 'spirit transfer' would consume, he was very familiar with the 'fireball.' Originally it consumed 2.5 points of mana. Now it consumed 5 points of mana.
To a low ranking wizard, doubling their mana consumption would hugely reduce the time they were Abel to sustain a battle. However, it could also speed up their attacks. Which one was more important? That was up to the situation. But no matter what, a quickened spell was a powerful way to increase the fighting ability of a low ranking wizard.
Abel had just recovered his mana, but after a few testing, he had used up all of them again. Abel was exhilarated after such a big battle. He whispered to Black Wind, "Black Wind, let's go back."
Black Wind jog to the side of Abel, and Abel jumped on to its back. Black Wind didn't even need Abel's command. In a flash, he had sped out of this place full of sickening smell. To a being with a strong sense of smell, a filthy and disgusting place such as the Fallen camp was like hell to Black Wind. If its owner did not command It to stay, Black Wind would leave the place without a second of doubt.
Without using the scroll of town portal, Black Wind had directly run back to the Rogue encampment. Although the portal did not hurt Black Wind, he tried to use it as less as possible. The shock last time deepened his relationship with Black Wind.
When they arrived at the empty fireplace, Abel took out some wood from his Kong Kong spirit portal bag, which he had prepared in advance. He threw the wood floor in the fireplace and dashed out a 'fireball' spell, lighting up the wood. Alongside the bonfire, he took out some meat that he had prepared for himself and Black Wind and began to BBQ at the bonfire.
Black Wind lay on the ground by the side, waiting for his food to be ready. Normally Black Wind wouldn't eat raw meat, and Abel had always stuck to his theory that cooked meat would make Black Wind smarter. Because of this, the number of chefs in his home had increased from 2 to 4. Black Wind needed too much food.
After they filled their stomach up, Abel took Black Wind to the riverside. No one was looking anyway, so Abel took off all his clothes and began to take a shower. Originally he was planning to eat after the shower, but he was way too hungry after such a long battle. Even Black Wind was hungry.
Black Wind jumped into the river, submerging its entire body in the water. The weather in the Rogue encampment was super comfortable. There were no changes in seasons. For the many days that Abel had arrived here, the weather remained in perfect condition. Although the temperature might drop a little after rain, it often returns to normal very quickly.
This weird weather reminded Abel that this world was a training ground divided into heaven and hell.
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Chapter 164
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Abel brushed himself clean in the water and took out his clothes from the Kong Kong spirit portal bag. It was a breath of fresh air. Seeing its owner had already cleaned himself, Black Wind also jumped out of the water and head towards the shore shaking its butt.
"Black Wind, NO!" but no matter how loud Abel shout, he could not stop Black Wind from shaking water off its body. All his new clothes were now wet.
"You bastard!" Said Abel irritatedly, lightly hitting the back of Black Wind.
"Woof woof!" Black Wind did not care at all, instead, he leaned its head even closer to Abel, lightly closing its eyes comfortably allowing Abel to hit him.
Seeing his clothes were already ruined by Black Wind, Abel gave up on trying to fix it. Therefore, he grabbed a hold of the back of Black Wind's head and threw him straight back into the water in one breath.
With the laughter of Abel, The woo woo sound of Black Wind, the calming sound of water, and the sound of ocean waves from a distance, this long lost human camp was filled with a lively atmosphere once again.
The sky was getting dark, so Abel took out the Akara tent and entered it with Black Wind. This place was very safe; even the area outside of the camp could not see a single creature move.
Sitting on a chair out of ambergris wood, Abel would felt a slight impose of dragon down below. Since he had become an Elite Knight, Abel was a lot more sensitive to imposes. This kind of chair made by ambergris wood used to only give Abel a slight relaxation to his power of the will. But now, this sensation had been emphasized many times. The dragon impose on the ambergris wood was a very soft and comforting, and it worked even better with the impose of an elite Knight.
Even Black Wind, who was by the side, could see the benefit of the ambergris wood and the meditation jade. It laid its body on the floor made out of meditation Jade tiles and leaned against the bed made out of ambergris wood.
By that point, Abel was feeling very peaceful in his heart and body. A calming atmosphere spreader from the meditation Jade tile floor to the barrier dimension. Every breath he inhaled he felt like he was getting even more relaxed.
He then opened the Horadric cube, there were 2 bottles of the dark gold-colored soul potions' at the corner of Horadric cube. The last time he had only used one bottle of this 'soul potion,' his knowledge on magic greatly increased. He had 2 bottles here, and the weak little souls also needed these potions to nourish.
Abel took out one bottle of the 'soul potion'. After a bit of consideration, he also took out his carving knife, multiple types of jade, the pattern scroll for the fire spell 'warmth', the pattern scroll for the ice spell 'ice bomb', the pattern scroll for the electric spell 'charging bolt and put them all on the chair made by ambergris wood.
Abel held the 'soul potion' on his hand; he deeply admired it as he stared at the dark gold liquid within. After 3 trials he had come to a conclusion. This soul potion was made by the soul of at least 500 creatures of hell. It was only in this world he could get so many capable yet weak souls from those creatures of hell.
He tilted his head back and poured the 'soul potion' into his mouth. At first, he wanted to control the 'soul potion' to nourish the weak little souls first. But once the potion had entered his mouth, it had turned into an uncontrollable gas rushing towards his brain. He was not able to control it at all.
He had learned his lesson from his past attempt of inhaling the 'soul potion'. When he entered into a state similar to the flash of realization, he did not let his thoughts go crazy. Instead, he began to think about the basic 11 knife skills of the carving knife. A simulated Abel appeared in his mind. His hand was holding a carving knife, carving on the surface of a jade. The 11 knife skills were being executed one by one right in front of his eyes.
The state in which Abel was in seemed to be subconscious, but he felt like he was also able to control some of his actions. It was very weird. The 11 knife skills were not hard to learn at all, and Abel had mastered all of them including the direct cut, side cut, fast cut, slow cut, sharp cut, smooth cut, dance cut, soft cut, hard cut, flat cut, and reserve cut in almost no time.
Abel was confident at this point if he had a carving knife with him, he could certainly execute all 11 basic carving knife techniques perfectly.
However, every second from now on was very precious. He did not fully master the 'frozen armor' spell last time, so the simulated Abel in his mind began to work on it again. The speed of unleashing the spell slowly increased and the spell was getting simpler.
At last, the spell of 'frozen armor' was simplified. All he needed to do now to unleash the spell was to say "Frozen armor! and it would only take one second to be released. As the 'frozen armor' turned into ice flakes and vanished into thin air from the body of simulated Abel, the realization state of this spell had also ended.
Abel then began to practice the 3 new spells he had learned. First, he chose the electric spell 'charging bolt'. This was the only beginner rank spell that was able to unleash a group attack. Ever since he saw the Fallen camp which looked like a sea of red made up of Fallen, he yearned for these types of group attack spells. Therefore, he picked this spell first.
The soul potion was really showing off its usefulness. Normally if Abel was to learn a new spell, it would still take him 8-10 days to learn the most basic one. However, under the influence of the 'soul potion' in this state of realization, the simulated Abel in the mind of Abel only needed to attempt the 'charging bolt' spell around 10 times until he could execute it.
As he attempted to do the 'charging bolt' spell more and more, it's pattern and words he needed to say to execute spell had gotten simpler. In this state of realisation, he did not know how much time had passed.
At the end, he only needed to simply say "charging bolt!" to unleash the spell.
The time it took to unleash the 'charging bolt' spell was also 1 second. Abel realized in his state of realization, maybe it was impossible to shorten these more complicated spells such as the 'frozen armor' and the 'charging bolt' to the 0.5 seconds of the 'fire bolt' spell.
After the 'charging bolt' realization state had completed. The ephemeral effect of the 'soul potion' in Abel's mind had already been used up.
Afterward, Abel took out another bottle of 'soul potion' from his Horadric cube. Just as he opened the bottle and about to pour it down his throat, Black Wind had woken up.
Seeing the dark gold color' soul potion' on the hand of its owner, Black Wind felt an instinctive urge to jump towards its owner. However, he was bound by the powerful force of his soul chain, so he could only remain still, gaze locked on the 'soul potion' with all his might.
Abel noticed the weird look on Black Wind's face, he fully understood in his heart that these 'soul potion' could attract the attention of all beings with a soul. However, he only had one bottle and he needed it for himself, so under these circumstances, he could not give this bottle to Black Wind.
"Black Wind, go lay back down. There will be a lot of chances in the future for you to try one." Abel half-heartedly commanded and half-heartedly comforted Black Wine wind through the soul chain.
After Black Wind had received the message through the soul chain, he had gotten more clear-headed from his half-awake state. Although the 'soul potion' was very attractive to it, it knew that it was its owner's potion, so of course he wouldn't even think about taking it. Therefore, it would retrain its desire for the 'soul potion' and went back to where he was laying down, enjoying the pleasure brought about by the meditation Jade and ambergris wood.
Abel smiled. He understood how Black Wind was feeling through the soul chain. Although it really wanted the 'soul potion', it knew its owner had first priority and held back its desire for the potion. Abel was very happy because of this.
Abel drank up the last bottle of 'soul potion' and entered the state of realization again. The simulated Abel in the mind of Abel began to test out the pattern for the ice spell 'ice bolt'. This spell was clearly much simpler than the 'frozen armor' and 'charging bolt'. It only took simulated Abel around 20 times until he could execute the spell to perfection his mind.
After around 100 attempts of doing the 'ice bolt' spell, it was simplified. Now all he needed to do was to say "ice bolt!" to unleash the spell, and its time of execution was 0.5 seconds, same as the 'fire bolt' spell.
Seemed like the 'ice bolt' spell and the 'fire bolt' spell were the simplest beginner spells.
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Chapter 165
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Only one spell was left, 'warmth.' As Abel was in the state of realization, he only needed quickly glance at the record on the table, before he could remember all the information on the lambskin parchment about the 'warmth' spell in his head.
'Warmth' was a special spell, not only because it's pattern was completed, but also because it needed to inject mana until it became fixed in mind, similar to the Novice Wizard pattern.
It was like trying to increase another rank, but the ability of this spell was not worth it, considering how much effort it would take to develop it. That's why many wizards had given up trying to learn this spell.
However, Abel was not like that. Under his state of realization, he was not afraid of complicated patterns; all he needed to do was spend a little more time.
Besides that, he knew that once he attained some treasure that was able to recover his mana, this ability to further speed up the rate of recovery could be very powerful.
The simulated Abel in the mind of Abel began to dissect the pattern for the 'warmth' spell. The pattern for the 'warmth' spells was a lot more complicated than all the other spell patterns, even the ones for increasing rank. A large amount of mana was needed to fill up these three layers of complicated pattern. No wonder why wizards didn't want to learn this spell.
Most of the work was done instinctively as Abel was in his state of realization, and the 'soul potion' had also increased the strength of his soul. The simulated Abel did not felt like the pattern was complicated. He continued to draw the 'warmth' spell pattern in his mind, but the pattern kept vanishing as he kept failing. Luckily, he was in a simulation. If he was actually drawing this pattern with his mana, he would be suffering from a headache caused by mana depletion long ago
Abel tried so many times that he could no longer remember how many times he had tried to draw the 'warmth' spell pattern. At last, the 'warmth' spell pattern was close to completion, and the effect of the 'soul potion' was also wearing off.
Abel sensed the effect of the 'soul potion' was slowly decreasing in his state of realization. His heart began to get a little desperate, but soon he was calmed down by the cool sensation of the meditation Jade. Once again, he focused with all his might on to the 'warmth' spell pattern.
It seemed like Abel had entered a state similar to the first time he forged a hundred skills iron base. As he was surrounded by the mediation, Jade's atmosphere, everything around him had disappeared. The only thing in his sight was the warmth' spell pattern. The effect of the 'soul potion' didn't matter; nothing could stop him now. The only thing that was in his world now was the 'warmth' spell pattern.
When Abel was just about to use up all his mana, the 'warmth' spell pattern had finally appeared in the mind of Abel. Afterward, the Horadric cube on his right arm had flashed a dark gold ray of light again.
Abel opened his eyes, drenched in sweat, and his stomach had a bit of a stitch from starvation. As an elite knight, he didn't even have enough energy to get up. He was puzzled in his heart, has it been a very long time.
He turned towards Black Wind, who was sleeping by aside, and he quickly scrapped this idea. If it had really been a very long time, Black Wind would definitely be starving. There was no way it could sleep comfortably like this.
Abel recalled what had just happened. It seemed like he had entered into another state of realization produced by his own body after the effect of the two bottles of 'soul potions' had been used up. He had three realizations in a row. Even though he was an elite Knight, and he had an extraordinarily powerful body, he could not withstand such relentless exhaustion. He needed to quickly refill his energy.
He shouldn't mess around like this in the future again. If he had really starved to death during his realization, he would be the first Wizard in the Holy Continent to do so. As Abel was darkly thinking to himself, some bread and juice had appeared in his hand.
Abel took a huge bite of the bread and drank a large mouthful of juice. He could feel his body madly absorbing the energy in the food. His fatigue had only started to fade, and his body started to regain energy after eating five pieces of bread and three bottles of juice.
Black a Wind was woken up by the sound of Abel eating. Seeing its owner eating by himself, a hint of resentment emerged from its big eyes.
Abel lethargically padded Black Wind and said "Let's go, I'll help you prepare your food. It seems like I have become your chef these days."
Abel packed up the Akara tent and started a fire again. He then began barbecuing a large chunk of meat in the fire. Seeing Black Wind's gaze locked on the meat, Abel mumbled, "When I have the chance to do potion study, I will feed you 'hunger suppressor' every day.
Black Wind suddenly felt a cool breeze in its heart as he stood on the side. It began to look around, trying to find a potential threat.
After Abel had settled down Black Wind, he finally had the free time to take a look at his training result throughout the night of realization.
First was his power of the will problem. It seemed like when he was executing the 'spirit transfer' spell. He was able to extend his power of the will for 17 meters. According to his memory, the records for his power of the will extension not long ago was only 16 meters. How could he extend for 17 meters?
Abel took out the short cane with the 'spirit transfer' spell again and tried to unleash the spirit transfer spell. When the pattern appeared, Abel's power of will began to extend. Soon, it had reached beyond 16 meters, 17 meters, 18 meters, at last, it arrived at 19 meters before coming to a halt.
What happened? Abel quickly took out an attribute sign from his Kong Kong spirit portal bag and placed his hand on top of it. After a while, a ray of white light flashed, and some statistics appeared on the attribute sign.
Power: 17.12
Speed: 4.50
Constitution:8.05
Will: 19.01
Mana:176/190
This result was beyond Abel's expectations. His power, speed, and constitution had all raised by 2 points, which was not hard to see why. He had increased from a rank 12 knight to a rank 18 knight, the increase in power and conditions was very normal. His increase in speed was probably due to the two qi pressuring points he had built under both of his feet.
However, his increase in the will was very weird. Although Abel had meditated every day, and he had dedicated a lot more time on it compared to other wizards due to the Rogue encampment, progress from meditation was often very slow. It shouldn't increase that much in such a short period of time.
Abel had drunk three bottles of 'soul potion' in the past two days. When he remembered how much 'soul potion' he had drank, he seemed to have found the reason for his increase in spirit. These potions were made out of souls. It could not only help him enter into a state of realization to do his training, but it could also increase his power of the will along the way. Every bottle could help him raise his will by one point. As he thought about the countless creatures of hell outside of the Rogue encampment, he felt the urge to kill them all.
Abel held back his urge and opened his Horadric cube. He began to search the skill tree for spells. There was an extra spell on the tree, and that was 'warmth.' The other spells haven't appeared on the skill tree.
It seemed like all the spells he had done during his state of realization was all simulated. He was not actually executing the spells, so the Horadric cube did not register it.
He needed to execute the two spells before it could appear on the skill tree. Abel poked his finger towards the sky and drew quickly while he spoke the spell of the elite elves, "Ice bolt!"
After half a second, an 'ice bolt' flew out from his finger. The 'ice bolt' was not fast; it was nothing compared to the flying speed of his 'fireball.'
The 'ice bolt' landed on the ground, and a patched of frost appeared on the ground as the Horadric cube flashed a dark gold light.
Following was the 'charging bolt.' "Charging bolt!" Abel shouted the spell of the elite elves, and two electric arcs appeared on the ground in front of him. These two electric arcs began to flash and continued to move forward on the ground without a sense of direction.
One of the electric arcs seemed to sense the presence of Black Wind, who was eating a chunk of beef at a side. The electric arc had found its target, and it began to rush towards Black Wind while flashing in bright light.
"Black Wind, be careful' Abel shouted to warn Black Wind as he saw the electric arc heading towards it.
It seemed like Black Wind didn't need Abel's warning. The moment when the electric arc took its turn, Black a Wind had already noticed. Although the electric arc was not slow, it was nothing compared to the speed of Black Wind. In no time, Black Wind had already run out of sight to a place that the electric bolt could never reach.
However, the chunk of beef which Black Wind had dropped on the ground was not as lucky. In a flash of electricity, countless small electric arcs had appeared on the surface of the beef.