Abe the Wizard

The only difference in the ‘Crystal Angel Statue' is that there are more Chlamydia, and the rest of Abel can't really think of any reason to strengthen the ability of the 'Crystal Angel Statue'.

Yes, the ability of the ‘Crystal Angel Statue' has been enhanced, even more so than when he opened the 'Dragon Change’.

At least when "Dragon Change" was opened, he could not see the soul of the Dead Saint directly with his eyes, but now he could see directly the white light in the "Crystal Angel Statue", introducing the soul of the Dead Saint into it.

Abel looked at the bodies of the holy knights on the battlefield, who were dead and whose souls had vanished long before he came.

The only surviving intermediate saint, who was only on the verge of death, was Abel's luck.

“Master Bennett, what's wrong with you?” The Houghton Rule Wizard saw Abel standing still for a while and asked.

“The Wizard of the Hoodon Rule, I had no idea the Evil Nation was so well prepared!” Abel pointed to a fragment of a war machine ahead and said.

“Yeah, the Evil Nation knows too much about us, and now all the Dwarves except me are cleaning up all the Dwarves in Fort Iron, and be sure to find the bastards who betrayed the Dwarves.” The Hoodon Rule Wizard can't help but think of the Dwarves as traitors trying to curse people.

The most fundamental reason why Dwarves are able to stand strong on the central continent is their own unity, which is greater than that of other races.

But now there are traitors in the dwarf tribe, which is a disgrace to the dwarf.

Abel understood, and he came here to see that the only one cleaning the battlefield was the Hoodon Rule Wizard, a rule wizard, and it was estimated that the other rule wizards were searching wildly for traitors in town.

In this world, it is not impossible to find a well-defended traitor to a city, but it only requires a great deal of energy.

Like a fortress, with a city spirit, almost every dwarf entering or leaving the fortress will have a detailed record of when and where it passes.

As long as the trajectory of each suspect's actions is compared, there is still some possibility of identifying the traitor.

But the fact of the matter is that the amount of time it would take to do this would be extremely long if it were done using ordinary dwarves.

And if wizards with strong spiritual power, especially rule wizards, directly connect the city spirit to compare the data, the chances of finding traitors will increase dramatically.

“The Dwarves have completely stopped the Evil Knight from the city this time, and Fort Iron is the least damaged city in several Evil Knight attacks!” Abel looked at just a wall and a building damaged and couldn't help but admire the power of the Dwarves.

“Master Bennet, you're right, the skyship worked wonderfully well, and after a few rounds of hitting these heinous intruders, they fled!” The Hoodon Rule Wizard was overwhelmed with pride by Abel, smiling.

The attack on the Pokémon Bay, which did not suffer much, took a huge toll on the outskirts of Pokémon Bay and killed more than 1,000 people in Druid alone.

In the attack on Battle City, the number of deaths of savages is already difficult to calculate, and even the ‘light of the soul' of the death of advanced savages can illuminate the city.

This dwarf fortress was damaged so little that it was not at all on the same level as the two attacks.

But Abel also knew that even a 'light of soul' could not be seen here, and that the highest body of the saint on the ground was only the intermediate saint. It was estimated that the two sides had not yet come into contact with the top fighting forces and that the battle ended with the retreat of the saint.

“Master Bennett, go sit in my apartment and Bernie will be there!” The Hoodon Rule Wizard looked around and said to Abel.

Houghton Rules Wizards live at the top of the mountain, and Frankenstein follows Abel and Joseph Grand Druid to Houghton Rules Wizards soon.

“Master Bennett, Frankenstein Rule Wizard, Joseph the Great Druid, please!” They came directly into the courtyard, and the Hoodon Rule Wizard made a gift inviting three people into the lobby.

“Master Bennett, what are you doing here?” Bernie walked out of the lobby and was surprised to see Abel.

“Bernie, we're all Level 3 wizards, we're good!” Abel saw Bernie's wizard rank and laughed and praised.

“Don't make fun of me!” Bernie hurried and waved.

Although Abel cannot be identified as a sorcerer, he knows the time it took for Abel to become an official sorcerer from the first degree of apprenticeship. With these times he practiced, Abel became an official sorcerer long ago.

Abel thought that the gift he had prepared was still with Joseph Grand Druid, and went back and made a gesture to Joseph.

“Bernie, this is Joseph, my follower!” Abel introduced Bernie to Joseph the Great Druid, and then said to Joseph the Great Druid, "Joseph, give Bernie the gift! ”

“This is a gift from Master Bennett for you!” Joseph Grand Druid smiled and took out the space bottle and handed it to Bernie, "he said.

“It's a bottle!” Bernie was happy to take the space bottle and take it in his hand and watch it and say, “This is not as comfortable as I used to look, there are too many patterns on it! ”

“Bernie, give it back if you don't want it!” Abel couldn't help but stare and stretch his hand.

“How is that possible? It's my gift back, I remember!” Bernie squeezed the space jug tightly, he said.

“Bernie, I know you're practicing meditation, and there's enough wine in there to keep you practicing as a full wizard!” Abel smiled.

Bernie just noticed the space jug, and his mental strength went into the space jug, and his eyes immediately glared big, and the 50 cubic capacity, not to mention the jug, was that ordinary space objects were enormous.

It is also Abel's current identity that enables him to acquire such space objects at no cost.

You know, this space jug is not too precious a treasure, but it is also a treasure of the Pokémon royal family, and for a good drinker, it is a monster.

“Ha ha, so much wine!” Bernie saw fifty cubes filled with wine and couldn't help but rejoice.

He couldn't wait to open the bottle, poured a sip of wine into his mouth and slowly let the Master's wine flow through his mouth, a sense of comfort that spread from his soul to his whole body.

How familiar the flavor is, even better than the Master's Wine drunk on the Holy Continent.

It is also inevitable that these Master Wines are better than the Master Wines of the Holy Continent.

In the Holy Continent, Abel used ordinary rum as a raw material, while in the Central Continent, the best spirits collected by his subordinate, the Judson family, were used as raw materials.

In the Holy Continent, the production of Master and Master wines coincided with a reduction in grain production, and the whole Holy Continent lacked enough grain. Where did good wine come from to synthesize Abel?

So this time he synthesized the Master's Wine, which surpassed the Master's Wine of the Holy Continent in quality and flavour.

“Bernie, this wine is for your practice!” Abel didn't want Bernie to be an alcoholic, he warned.

The Hooden Rule Wizard sniffed it with his nose, and he can be sure that it is not any kind of wine he has ever consumed. Think of the identity of Master Bennett, especially if he brings it to a friend, and you can imagine that it is not easy.

“Hey, what kind of wine is this?” He was curious to ask, and then the white light flashed in his hand, ‘Spiritually driven' excited, and when Bernie hadn't reacted yet, the space jug reached his hand.

“Teacher, that's mine!” Bernie screamed hastily, but he saw the Hoodon Rule Wizard stare at him and shut his mouth.

The Houdon Rule Wizard poured a sip of wine from the space bottle into his mouth and immediately he felt an anomaly, an unknown wine that raised his soul a strange sensation, an unspeakable sense of comfort.

Knowing that he is a rule-wizard, nothing that affects his soul is not precious, and this liquor has a comparable effect to celestial treasures.

As a dwarf, he had a natural taste in wine, but he was also a wizard, almost immediately aware of its role.

Nor does he care about the others around him, whether it's Master Bennett, or the two of Master Bennett's entourage, or his disciple Bernie, who's here to threaten his safety.

He just sat on the ground, ignoring his ass, and started meditating.

Even as he meditated, the space bottle was caught dead in his hand.

“Master Bennett!” Bernie looked at Abel with some complaints, and Abel knew what he was thinking.

But how could Abel interfere with the matter between the Wizard and the Wizard? If it was someone else who robbed him of his space, of course Abel could make an appearance. This is his teacher.

Let's see if the Hoodon Wizard can save Bernie some slag in the end. It's not a hassle to make this wine anyway, it's just a matter of time.

The reason I'm here today with Joseph Grand Druid is to send Bernie something else later so Bernie can meet Joseph Grand Druid.

Abel's identity was a bit troublesome, and if something did not happen to Fort Iron, he would have come to Fort Iron to scare Dwarf King Gunther.

“Bernie, are you sure about the spell major?” Abel asked casually.

“We Dwarves are basically majoring in the fire department, according to the teacher, our fire department is the most complete and can go straight to the legend!” Bernie was also interested in spells, he said proudly.

“Fire magic, I'll give you a cane!” As Abel spoke, he flipped out of the artifact space bag his long-established staff, and the phrase 'leaves’ was passed to Bernie.

Bernie, of course, knew another identity for Abel, the master of blacksmiths, who had been granted the status of master by virtue of his ability to make canes on the Holy Land.

As for being polite with Abel, it doesn't exist, but he knows that Abel is the emperor of a mighty empire on the Holy Land, and he has a lot of good things in his hands.

He took over the phrase 'leaves’ in the script, and had been able to use his mental power to sweep over the script 'leaves’, discovering the difference in this staff.

“Master Bennett, how come this staff doesn't have any prints? You're not giving me a stick, are you?” Bernie waved a few times in the air with the phrase 'leaves’, and it felt good to hit people like this, he had to ask.

“Bernie, try the fire spell you learned!” Abel's lack of knowledge of Bernie is also speechless, "he said.

That's not surprising, Bernie, because Bernie was just a third-degree wizard who wasn't capable enough to discover the extraordinary things about leaves when he got them.

Bernie sniffed that with his right hand holding the 'leaf' staff, he used the 'leaf’ to paint the 'fire bomb' spell pattern in the air.

However, something unexpected happened to him. Just when he was thinking about drawing the "Fire" spell pattern, the "Fire" spell pattern automatically formed, and then the "Fire" formed, which caused him to be surprised and throw the "Fire" out aimlessly.

He only learned the 'Fire' spell for a short time. He was just familiar with the 'Fire’ spell pattern. Generally, he drew the 'Fire’ spell pattern for two seconds, which made the Hoodon Wizard exaggerate.

But today he just wanted to use the "Fire Bullet" spell, the "Fire Bullet" spell print appeared in front of the staff, and then the force in his body automatically imported, while the "Fire Bullet" formed.

“I instantly firebomb the spell!” Bernie yelled.

“Bernie, you're not trying to kill me!” Just as Bernie was excited, the Hoodon Rule Wizard roared.

The Hoodon Rule Wizard, though using meditation, did not really go into full meditation, he just tested his thoughts.

When he sensed Bernie throwing a 'flare' at him, he used his mental power to block the past, and according to him, Bernie's level 1 'flare’ would blow directly into his mental power and never reach him.

But the phrase ‘leaves' adds a full six to Bernie's 'firebomb' spell, plus his own, and the power of this‘ firebomb ’is‘ firebomb ’of the seventh level.

The original Lv7 'firebomb’ could not pose any threat to the Houdon Wizard, but the bad news is that the Houdon Wizard's control of mental power is too precise, and the amount of mental power it takes can detonate Lv1 'firebomb’, which is not enough to detonate in the face of Lv7 'firebomb’.

As a result, the Seventh Class‘ firebomb 'blew up on the Wizard of the Hoodon Rules, although not to mention the Seventh Class in terms of his fire-type resistance, or the Full Class‘ firebomb ’could not hurt him.

However, his clothes were burned without protection, which was the result of his forcible use of mental force to block the remainder of the Class VII 'fire bomb’ when he found something wrong.

As Abel and Bernie looked past, the Hooten Rule Wizard was quickly changing his clothes from a space bag, but they were still seeing the wolf of the Hooten Rule Wizard.

“Pfft!” Abel couldn't help laughing, and Joseph Druid on one side turned his head to shake his body slightly.