Abe the Wizard

Paz City is a very ordinary medium-sized city with no features, bad or bad, and of the many cities on the central continent, there is little to be noticed.

The city has the same white and black as the rest of the city, and in some dark corners, for survival or for other reasons, is engaged in the world's oldest profession, thief.

The profession of thief is the lowest in the Central Continent, and no one will look at them.

These blind people are in the city, in the ordinary people, looking for opportunities to do it.

They do not dare to find a professional, any professional has spiritual strength, and thieves who dare to reach out to a professional will be miserable.

In a small courtyard east of Paz City, which is the base of Paz City thieves, seemingly chaotic thieves are managed here.

Any thief who comes here from another city, if he doesn't come here to report it, is being taught a lesson or even killed directly.

Milton is the owner of this small courtyard, a skinny old man who looks in his sixties.

At this moment Milton was dealing with a dispute, and he smiled and listened to the reasons for each of the two thieves. His impartiality was famous, and there was a conflict between the thieves in the city, mostly to be resolved here.

This, of course, is also related to his declared inadmissibility of privately resolving each other's problems, which must be dealt with by him.

The bodies of the thieves who violated them were sunk to the bottom of the river.

Milton likes to deal with these things, which makes him feel like he has something to do.

In fact, as a good god who has lived for thousands of years with little strength but still lives, without his own divine kingdom, without finding something to do, he doesn't know how to spend his time.

In the Central Continent, his followers are few and mostly very shallow.

Perhaps one day these believers will change their course because they were caught stealing and will no longer believe in his theft.

But precisely because there was no threat, he was the few who were not on the side of the Sorcerer's Guild, and there were no cleansed gods.

Not strong enough, not to say that his ability to preserve his life is inadequate. Although he does not have a divine kingdom, he possesses the ability to conceal and hide his breath, allowing him to avoid all dangers altogether.

Coupled with the fact that he never did anything dangerous, it was enough that he wanted to live, he didn't want to expand the number of believers, he didn't even have his own clergy.

He is a thief, thief, thief is the source of his faith. Today the entire central continent is under the rule of the Wizard Guild. Although there are various empires, those empires serve only the wizard organizations of the Wizard Guild and even the Wizard Guild.

On the outside, in a time of great hostility such as the kingdom of God, peace is the main rhythm of the central continent. There can be no more thieves and thieves, and as long as there is more, they will be hanged from all sides.

Of course Milton the Thief knew that, so he was reassured that the power of faith he received every day was enough to keep him alive.

As for the divine kingdom, he doesn't even have to think about it.

He was afraid that once he thought about it, his mind was hot, and he was going to do something crazy, he would become one of the many gods in the basement of the Wizards Guild headquarters.

Just as he smiled and listened to the argument between the two thieves, finding a little fun in it, he suddenly looked tight and a touch of danger emanated from him.

The bodies of two thieves were directly pressed to the ground by a breath, losing all ability to move, and their lives were rapidly losing as the thief Milton focused on the information received.

When Milton, the god of thieves, recovered, he found both thieves dead and died in his breath.

Even if he revealed a hint of breath, it was not something two ordinary thieves could bear.

But he didn't want to ignore the two dead thieves, either, because bigger trouble was coming.

He had just discovered from piecemeal prayer among his followers everywhere that in many parts of the central continent people were looking for information about him.

That's a simple and brutal way to catch some thieves, use a special way to get thieves to talk, find out if they're followers of the god, if they know where the god is.

And, of course, this way, other thieves find out, because those who took the thief are ordinary people, and there is no sign of a professional.

Is this a grass snake, to make him show up, or something else?

There is a bad feeling in Milton's mind that the other party should not be the Wizard Guild, because if it were the Wizard Guild, the professional would not be used at all.

He began swiftly to retrieve more profound information about believers in a few faiths that had not recently come to his attention, and he could learn more about it through the Faith Channel.

Although one or several believers do not know much, over the years his beliefs have been deeper, and the number of believers who have access to the corridor of faith is tens of thousands more, spread throughout the central continent.

Even in the kingdom of God, there are dozens of his followers.

The followers of the Central Continent did not give him much information, but the dozens of followers of the kingdom of God accidentally gave him some information.

The central temple of the kingdom of God was unexpectedly invaded and somehow stolen. On that day, the central temple dispatched countless strong men, even those on the front battlefield, were transferred back to find relevant clues in dozens of cities around the central temple.

It was precisely because of the high level of movement that several of his followers were informed.

Milton the Theft connected almost immediately, the kingdom of God, the central temple, the theft, the investigation of ordinary people, the central continent unknowingly, a series of messages circulating in his mind.

Intelligence organizations that mobilize only ordinary people are, needless to say, the only ones in the kingdom of God.

To his knowledge, the kingdom of God possesses a special ability to brainwash and to make people believers in demons outside the heavens. This ability makes all gods envious, and its greatest disadvantage is its inability to use it against the professional.

That is why, even with the powerful repression of the Wizards Guild, the Kingdom of God has established a vast intelligence network on the Central Continent.

“Damn, those retarded guys don't think I stole their stuff, do they?” Milton the Thief thought.

It was a scepticism, but a sixth sense of the gods, letting him know that it was similar to the truth.

He had the idea of wanting to scream, how dare a god like him enter the kingdom of God, how dare he attack the temple?

You know, before the Sorcerer's Guild wiped out the gods, he had some space to exist, and he wanted to accumulate some resources to build his kingdom.

At that time, he also had the resources to make his own artifacts and use them to gather the power of faith.

If the artifact is passed down in the world, someone will know the artifact, someone will know the artifact making god, and the world will not forget the existence of the god.

It is also the backhand of many gods who prepare themselves, and if they are annihilated by powerful enemies themselves, together with the land of faith, then artifacts such as artifacts are the only clues to their existence in the world.

As long as the gods are known in the world, they will not truly die.

But everything began to be different in the Wizards Guild to purge the gods. The existence of the gods became taboo. He could not even dare to preach, and could only allow thieves and thieves everywhere to create their faith autonomously through various means such as allusions and legends.

To be honest, the existence of the kingdom of God that can confront the sorcerer's guild, he doesn't even want to get close, which is the biggest reason he has lived to this day.

Though he is now a god, he can truly say that he can only be considered a demigod. Without the gods of the Divine Kingdom, he may fall at any time due to accident.

If he steals from the kingdom of God, he needs to use his true body to go, and the meteor becomes the most likely thing to happen.

His heart was so cold that the kingdom of God searched so wildly for him that he had confidence to escape.

But once the kingdom of God's wild search for Him is detected by the Sorcerer's Guild, it is possible that He will be searched for by both forces together.

Because the Wizard Guild will not know why the kingdom of God is looking for him, and with the idea of the Wizard Guild, if the kingdom of God is looking for him, then he must have what the kingdom of God needs, whatever it is, the wizard centimeter should be one step ahead.

In such circumstances, he feared that he would have to flee all over the continent again, without a day of peace.

Milton the Thief knows full well that whenever one finds his true followers, whether they are the Wizard's Guild or the Kingdom of God, one has the means to find his general place through the Channel of Faith.

How so many gods were killed by the Sorcerer's Guild was not random speculation, but a special means used.

And the kingdom of God itself has a system of spirits, and the kingdom of God studies faith too deeply than other gods, and it is not impossible to find him.

“Who threw the pot at me!” The more angry Milton the Thief wants, the more angry he doesn't hate the kingdom of God, which he can't blame, he hates only the thief.

How could he not be angry at this obvious act of darkening him?

He began to look again for information in the minds of believers who knew things in the kingdom of God, one of whom was located closer to the central temple and knew more.

Professions like thieves know more than ordinary people, on the one hand, for their own safety and, on the other, for their own benefit.

So when this believer learned about the theft of the Central Temple, he aroused curiosity and even fantasized about whether he would get some benefit from meeting the man who did it.

Being able to steal from the Central Temple, even if it's just a little bit missing, is enough to satisfy him.

So many stories come naturally, and this believer hears many versions of them.

Milton the Theft also analyzed the connection after obtaining rumours known to the faithful.

The main reason why the Congressional Assembly of God determined that he was stealing from Milton was that the man who stole from him was invisible, and the second reason was that he was so fast that even the strong didn't come and stop him.

Even Milton, the thief himself, began to wonder if he had done it himself.

Naturally he knew that it could not have been his own, but the doubt of the kingdom of God was not unfounded.

The ability to be invisible, though there are many ways to do it, may remain invisible in the temple, so it is absolutely the power of the gods.

Now the only living god who can be invisible within the temple of another god is Milton.

Anyway, after learning so much about this black pot, he knew he was betrayed.

He looked at the small courtyard, two bodies on the ground, and he burned a fireball, and after cleaning up the body, he knew he couldn't stay here forever.

Maybe he's starting to wander like he used to.

He was eager to find the guy who stole the central temple of the kingdom of God, but he also knew that the guy who dared to attack the central temple of the kingdom of God might be extremely powerful, and he would not necessarily be able to sin.

But the first thing he wanted to do was find the guy, and if he was strong enough, he would steal something out of him, and if he wasn't strong enough, he would kill him to avenge his blackjack.

He is a god, or a demigod, with dignity.

To think of it, he packed up some things in the small courtyard and burned the small courtyard down with a fire.

Watching people coming around to fight the fire, Milton sighed behind the crowd and left the city where he had lived for decades.

He dared not use the transfer method array and could only walk directly with his feet.

Outside the city of Paz, his figure became illusory and disappeared, which was truly invisible.

It is this invisible ability that allows him to wander around, even though he is weak, more powerful than his god who was captured and destroyed. His weak god still lives in the central continent.

Then his invisible body left the ground and began flying, and the faster he flew.

Speed is his strength, and what he does is stealth and speed, stealth to be able to infiltrate the target, speed to accelerate escape when discovered.

At his speed, once unfolded, he had little fear of anyone pursuing him.

But that speed is not without cost. Today, he dares to use only normal speed. High-speed is required to consume divine power. His weak god, divine power, can only sustain what the body needs.

He does not have a divine kingdom, on the one hand because the divine kingdom needs resources that he cannot provide, and on the other hand, because he cannot afford to give it to him.

A divine kingdom needs a fixed divine power to sustain it, unless it has thousands or even tens of thousands of years to accumulate its most devout followers, who, after their death, earn income from the divine kingdom, in order to reduce its consumption.

Some powerful gods can even rely on the Divine Kingdom for self-sufficiency, but that's not what a weak demigod like Milton can imagine, and all he needs is to live.