Abe the Wizard

Sitting on the top platform of the Golden Castle, Abel is now living a full life, surpassing the shackles of the world and bringing the Wizards Guild into control.

But he understands that he cannot rest without capturing the two mighty men of Basham's Divine Wizard and Archangel Terrill, who can do too much harm.

His own sixteen divine kingdoms, the three divine kingdoms of the Legion of Spirits, and the entire Guild of Wizards scanning and transmission arrays found no trace of the two mighty men.

This prevents him from walking at will and he needs to stay on the move at all times.

“Hmm?” He looked far away, and in that direction he sensed strange fluctuations, seemingly spatial fractures, and it didn't seem, and he couldn't be sure.

But soon his face changed, and he sensed the smell of hell.

“‘Little brother’, come with me!” He commanded loudly.

Meanwhile, his mind judged the direction of that breath, and after he got the Wizards Guild, he also got the most detailed map of the Central Continent.

The map was completely remembered by him, and by contrast, he quickly discovered that the exact location of the breath was a city called Meru City.

He has taken ‘Little Brother' into the Space Beast Ring and has come to the Golden Castle basement in a large teleportation formation.

He connected to the Wizard Spirit through a large teleportation array, positioning his teleportation in Meru City.

This is his first choice, and if Meru cannot be transported, he will choose the nearest transporting law array, which is more than 500 miles from Meru City.

It was not expected that the Meru City Transfer Law Front would remain operational, and his figure instantly disappeared into the Large Transfer Law Front.

When he appeared in Meru City, he saw hell, real hell.

At his feet is blood, which has a familiar smell of hell.

He sensed the breath of Archangel Terrill and the Basham Divine Wizard, and he sensed another familiar breath.

It was a very powerful smell that he had encountered in the dark world, but not so powerful at the time.

The Dark God of Destruction, also known as the King of Fear, the Dark World, and even most of the time, all that can be seen is his incarnation, not his true self.

But now Abel can be sure that it's true, because its breath is strong, even above him.

You know, he's got the darkness of the world as the existence of the transcendent, the strongest breath he's ever felt.

He flashed, ‘Moving Momentarily' excited, and he came to a place where three breaths were fighting hard.

He saw the archangel Terrill, surrounded by forty divine saints, who encircled a circle and blocked a bunch of zombies from the perimeter.

In the circle, the archangel Terrill and the Basham wizard are attacking a red arm, even if the two mighty join forces and barely hold it down.

Even more surprising to Abel is that each of those zombies is incredibly strong, that the attack of the Holy Knight of God cannot do much damage to them, and that the blood beneath his feet can quickly recover those minor injuries at any time.

More zombies are approaching the battlefield, and 40 Holy Knights of Divine Class are constantly using their skills, but they can only hold on a little longer, and when more zombies arrive, they will no longer be able to support them.

Under the action of the 'Holy Frozen’ and ‘Holy Impact’ gas halo, constant element fluctuations impinge on the surrounding area. After several attacks, the 40 Holy Knights of the Divine Class found that the attack did not play a significant role, all of which transformed the method to control the zombies using a deceleration and paralysis effect.

These zombies are incredibly tough, but because they don't have a real world or a divine kingdom, they can only walk on the ground in the central continent, although they are tough.

And the zombies are not walking fast, and the shaking body causes them to fall as soon as they move faster.

“Abel, you're in charge here!” When Archangel Terrill saw Abel appear, he was delighted and shouted.

The Basham Divine Wizard uses‘ instant movement 'directly to leave, without any hesitation.

After Archangel Terrill was finished, he flashed and quickly left the battlefield, as did the 40 Holy Knights of God.

Abel didn't go after him, and he knew exactly what the consequences would be once the King of Fear entered the world.

The Dark World is an example, and he doesn't want Hell to destroy it.

Just as he was thinking, that red arm was destroying the space next to his arm, potentially increasing the space gap at any moment.

“‘Little brother', grab him!” Abel silenced and commanded.

A black hole appeared in front of him, ‘Little Brother' howling as he rushed out of the Ring of Space Beasts towards the arms of the King of Fear.

‘Little brother' rushed to the arm of the King of Fear and grabbed it with both arms.

The scene became extremely bizarre, as the three arms were almost identical.

“Damn, you enslaved my incarnation!” The King of Fear shouted angrily.

Super Dark God of Destruction is his experiment in the Dark World, strengthening his body, strength, spirit and agility, but that strengthening was an unexpected failure.

Because while Super Dark Destroyer is stronger in all respects than his other incarnation of Dark Destroyer, in battle he lacks the Hell's ability to suppress his opponents, which made him ready to be an incarnation of Super Strong Fighters, for the sake of defeat.

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But what did he see?

It is an insult to him and an insult to hell that some have enslaved his incarnation, the incarnation of a demon king of Hell.

He wanted to get rid of the entanglement of his' dick ', but his constitution, strength, spirit and agility were no worse than his' dick ’, and he grabbed one of his arms with all his strength, which made him impossible to get rid of.

Most importantly, he was unable to use much of his abilities in the world, where his oppressive power deprived him of much power.

But he didn't worry too much that a million and a half million zombies, each of them the world's finest fighting force, would allow him to widen the space gap so that his true body could enter the world when all the 1.3 million zombies were concentrated on the altar.

Abel also noticed the situation of the surrounding zombies, who had lost restrictions and moved faster this way as forty divine saints left.

Further afield, countless zombies are approaching step by step.

The situation was urgent, and he thought of the wizards of the Order of Wizards, and of his divine deeds, but he quickly abandoned the idea.

In the course of the battle of just 40 Holy Knights of the Divine Class, the ordinary Divine Class is simply incapable of inflicting any harm on these zombies.

The blood of hell is also laid out here by the King of Fear, where these zombies are almost immortal.

He looked at the gap in space, where there was an entanglement of 'little brothers', and the King of Fear could not move, at least for a short time.

“Expose it!” He muttered.

Then came a figure in his body, the body of an angel.

The body of an angel dressed in the phrase ‘mystery group', the right hand 'Sword of the Holy Angel’, the left hand ‘Shield of the Holy Angel', Abel's wisdom was divided into two parts, half the control itself flew off the ground, and half the control of the body of an angel.

The angel's body activated the 'Strike’ and rushed towards the nearest zombie.

He used the 'Shield of the Holy Angel' to hit the zombie with the force of 'Strike', forcing the zombie to retreat independently, but just as the zombie retreated, the force of light flashed over the 'Sword of the Holy Angel' and chopped the zombie's neck.

Such a sword would be of little use to other professionals, even the closest knights.

Because these zombies were summoned by the King of Fear, each of them separated from the many controlled souls in his body.

There are many souls in the body of the King of Fear. These souls are the souls he chose during his battles for all worlds. These souls are the finest of the finest, both in terms of growth and purity.

These souls are in his body, cultivated by him, and every soul is like his own.

A soul like this is not much in a world, and so many people like Abel have seen, and only a few people have perceived pure souls, and Saint Laurent is one of them.

But the King of Fear summoned 1.3 million such souls just here, not all of them.

The bright power of the angel's body is the power of the few who can break the King of Fear, which of course does not mean that other professionals cannot kill the zombie, but that method of killing is a constant attack that slowly consumes the life force of the zombie.

Not to mention how powerful the life force of the zombies is, but the blood of hell on the ground here can despair any professional.

The 'Sword of the Holy Angel' struck the zombie in the neck, and at the speed of the zombie, it was not enough to pose a threat to the angel's body; it was too late to escape.

In the ‘puff' sound, the zombie's neck was amputated and the amputation was large, but not completely amputated.

The zombie keeps twisting his body and the blood of hell pours up through his feet towards his neck.

The second sword of the angel's body was cut off, cut in the same position, and the zombie head was directly beheaded, watching as the giant incision healed at a velocity visible to the naked eye.

The angel's body felt a green mist blow up in front of him. He had been surrounded by a green mist, which instantly reduced his vitality by one fifth, but a bottle of ‘antidote' immediately stopped the continuous decline in vitality and the poison from his body was removed.

At the same time, he saw a soul flying out of a fallen zombie, ready to fly in the direction of the King of Fear.

He grabbed the soul in his hand, and when the soul was grabbed in his hand, the soul went into his body for an energy, and his strength improved slightly.

“Angel, goddamn angel, I'm gonna kill you, I'm gonna torture your soul for 10,000 years!” The King of Fear growled.

The Abel human body in the sky saw the battle of the angel's body, his heart moved, his soul chains opened, and he quickly contacted Divine Level 2.

Divine Class II was transferred directly from the Golden Castle Grand Conveyor to the Meru City Conveyor, and his strength was not sufficient for any zombie, so he flew up and headed towards Abel.

He flew 30 meters above the angel's body, where the zombies could not reach either a physical attack or the poison fog that erupted after his death.

He opened the 'Focus’ Gas Halo, flashing the light of the Gas Halo at the feet of the angel's body.

This‘ Focus' Spirit Halo. Increases the physical attack power of the angel's body by more than five times.

This allowed the angel's body to flush in front of the second zombie, and the ‘Sword of the Holy Angel' in his hand simply swept away and cut off its neck, leaving room for the angel's body to easily avoid the poison fog.

More can be done in battle, as long as not all efforts are sparked.

The battle of angel bodies has become more tolerant precisely because of the increase in physical attack power.

He grabbed that soul in his hand again, and his strength improved a little.

His eyes flashed with a glimmer of greed, looking at the nearby zombie.

Every zombie here is his power boost.

His spiritual power was wrapped around the top of his head of the Divine Class II, activated by the 'instant movement' carried on the phrase 'mystery group'. His figure appeared in front of another zombie, while at 30 meters above his head, the Divine Class II was simultaneously transmitted by the 'instant movement’.

In the battlefield, instead of starting a fight, it became a total massacre.

In contrast to the forces of darkness, one side has the advantage of strength and speed, while the other side is a lamb to be slaughtered.

Everything in the world is balanced, and the King of Fear uses a powerful ability to transform a million and a half zombies at once, almost an invincible force if not Abel.

But in front of Abel's angel body, 1.3 million Grade 45 zombies became 1.3 million threads of power.

Terrill, the archangel who was fleeing from afar, turned to the direction of the city of Merulu, and he perceived clearly the smell of the angel and was homologous to him.

This angelic scent was not hidden by Abel's human body, and was exposed so that Archangel Terrill could feel it completely.

“I'm not alone, there are angels in this world!” He muttered to himself.

It was hard to say what he felt in his heart, and he did not think that the human beings he had sacrificed were his kind, that he could give humanity mercy when he was safe, but that he could consume human life whenever he needed it.

And he had another kind of affection for his kind.