Abe the Wizard

As soon as the explosion stopped, Abel felt a burst of anxiety coming from the sky, a huge white cloud, diving almost at full speed in the direction of the explosion, and when he saw that there was some wolf on the ground, but Abel was safe, the emotions of the white cloud settled.

This move by Baiyun made Abel very happy. Heavy Skylark is a very timid creature. Baiyun can rush in the direction of the explosion for his safety, which is almost beyond Heavy Skylark's instincts.

Abel looked at the white cloud that landed on the ground and walked a few steps, reaching up and soothing it. It also extended its head to Abel's hand in tandem. At this moment, the connection between Abel and the white cloud seemed to be tighter.

Back to the edge of the cliff, by this time the cliff had collapsed nearly ten meters, this power far exceeded Abel's imagination, the super blast sword powered by the perfect gemstone could be comparable to the aerial bomb of another world, if it hadn't exploded just three seconds after taking out the Heradic square, then this thing would really be a great killer.

If we can prolong this explosion to six seconds or more and drop it on the clouds, we can really use it as an aerial bomb, and Abel's spirit of research begins to emerge again.

“Go home!" Abel jumped onto the back of the cloud, sat down in the manipulator's position, fastened his seat belt, and the cloud's huge and light body swept up again and again, and the broken cliffs on the ground became smaller and smaller.

It took Abel six to seven hours to ride, and Baiyun had arrived in less than half an hour. Abel commanded Baiyun to land in the forest behind the castle, finding an empty plot of land in the forest, and Baiyun landed smoothly.

When Baiyun was told to move freely, the bodies of two werewolves were tied to the back of one of the horses, and Abel took them back to Harry Castle.

“Young Master Abel is back!” When they arrived at the castle, the castle's doors were open, and it seemed that the panic caused by the Orc attack had ended, and the inhabitants had returned to their homes, and the guards guarding the castle had seen Abel and shouted.

“Abel, how did you get back?” The Marshall knight heard a voice and walked out the door quickly, seeing Abel say with some blame.

“Uncle Marshall, nothing, just accidentally promoted and spent a little more time.” Abel came up with a reason on the way, although it wasn't sufficient, but he wasn't lying, and he did raise his level from the cavalier to the junior cavalier during the cloud recovery time.

“You've been promoted to an official knight?” The face of the Marshall knight shows an incredible divine color, which is not as simple as being promoted from a Level 4 apprentice knight to a Level 5 apprentice knight. Every big promotion, the knights prepare for a long time, physically, psychologically, or on auxiliary items.

Marshall knights are embarrassed to think about how old they are to become junior knights, which gives him a sense of groundlessness, and being with this genius is a constant blow.

“What happened to this werewolf body?” The Marshall knight looked at the werewolf body on the horse and asked.

“We ran into each other on the way, and it worked out.” Abel didn't explain too much. This time he took advantage of a lot of money. If you can say less, say less. Muffled money is the way to go.

The Marshall Knight waved to housekeeper Lindsay to say, "Send these two bodies to the City Master's Palace to report the battle for Abel. ”

“Yes, master.” Commander Lindsay removed the two bodies from the war horses.

“Go to your study, I have some questions to ask.” When Abel saw the servants and guards he had gathered when he returned, he had been out for almost three days, and the anxiety of the Marshall knights for three days had completely disappeared after Abel had returned, finally relieving everyone.

“Is it a question of promotion?” The Marshall Knight holds Abel and walks to the study.

The Marshall Knight's study was the safest place in the castle, and since Abel offered to speak in the study, it must be clear that he didn't want anyone to know what was to be said.

“Come on, what's up?” Entering the study, the Marshall Knight closed the study door and said.

Abel didn't speak, ran straight into the fight, and a light golden fight erupted, reflecting the study in a golden color.

Marshall's knight was stunned by Abel's pale golden temper, incredibly trying to touch the pale golden color with his hand, but stopping in the middle of the air, mumbling in his mouth: “The legend is true, there is a real golden temper. ”

Looking at the Marshall Knight, Abel was kind of anxious to ask, "Is there anything wrong with my temper? How can it be this color? ”

“What do you mean, this color? This is a divine temper. Gold is the color of the god. The legendary blood of the god is golden. Only those who are seen by the god will have a golden temper.” The Marshall Knight doesn't want to be surprised by everything about Abel anymore, and the news of the promotion of the official Knight has just struck him once and again.

“What good is this fighting?” Abel heard that it had something to do with the gods. It must not be a bad thing, he continued to ask.

“Benefits? Does invincibility count for the same level?” The Marshall knight saw Abel's greed and answered in disgust.

“Is that good? I have the Harry Bow at the same level, okay?” Abel was somewhat disappointed to hear this benefit.

“By the time you reach the advanced knight, the current power of the Harry Bow will be insufficient, and by the time the knight is long, the Harry Bow will be useless. And the legend of golden temperament can increase the temperament by four times, don't you think it's good? ”

“How much more can I achieve with this light golden fight?” Abel asked knowingly and heartily.

“Try and find out, don't fight, hit me with half your strength, let me know how much your strength is.” The Marshall knights are experienced and those who have just been promoted want to know their true strength, a simple and practical approach.

“It doesn't bother you here.” Abel turned around and looked around at the study, which was huge, and the information was in the bookcase on the wall, very spacious in the middle.

“It's okay, you punch it.” The Knight Marshall said with great confidence.

“Coming.”

Abel punched out with half his strength, and the Marshall Knight used half his strength to prepare to block it, but when his hands met Abel's fist, a tremendous surge of power emerged.

The Marshall knight hurried and rushed to add only 80% force, but this was completely useless. The knight felt like a leather ball. He was shot off, his body flew 10 meters out, his back held against the bookcase before stopping, the bookcase made a huge cracking sound, then fell down and all kinds of books scattered.

“Abel!” The Marshall knight shouted out loud. Fortunately Abel did not use his temper. This hardness did not injure the Marshall knight, but the messy pile of books on the ground did not know how long it was going to take to sort it out. Knowing that he was the only one who could sort it out, it was a family secret and could not fake the hands of others.

“I told you to use only half the power. How much power did you use?” The Marshall Knight growled.

“Uncle Marshall, I really only use half the power.” Abel rubbed his hands and looked innocent.

“How is that possible? Promoting energy does boost strength, but it can't be so outrageous!” The Marshall knight looked unbelievable and asked, “How long have you been promoting energy? ”

“I don't know how long?” Abel really didn't know how long, only that after his promotion, Baiyun's wounds had healed.

“How could you not know?” The Marshall Knight was already a little freaked out at the moment, and the boy's innocent expression made him angry.

“When I was promoted, it seemed like I was enlightened, you know, that enlightenment had no time to perceive.” Abel explained.

By the time I heard the word "enlightenment," the Marshall Knight had known the wrong Abel, but when I heard the four words "you know," my heart was like countless horseshoes, what do you mean, you know, I had never enlightened you.

“You punch again with 10% power. Remember, it's 10% power. Don't get me wrong.” The Marshall Knight carefully advised.

“Rest assured, I don't have much power, but I shouldn't go wrong.” Abel spoke very seriously.

The Marshall Knight heard Abel speak, silently adding 60% of his intended power to 10% of his power for defense.

Abel's fist seemed impotent. Seriously, one percent of the force was a gentle wave of power for Abel. When his fist hit the defensive Marshall knight, the knight's body shook slightly.