Abe the Wizard

Abel himself stood in the air, and his spiritual power covered the entire city of Meru, and it was hard to imagine that, in such a great city, all life had turned into a zombie.

He does not yet know that these people died not in the hands of the King of Terror of Hell, but in the sacrifice of the Basham Divine Wizard and Archangel Terrill.

His face was heavy and he had long thought of the world as his home, unlike the dark world, where tens of thousands of years had passed.

But now the hell is happening in front of him, and if he comes one step later, what's going to happen here?

The whole central continent, as well as all the subcontinents, will be a scene like the city of Meru, where the blood of hell spreads in the cry of the world.

He saw the altar, the precious material of the altar, and made him realize that only the Basham god wizard and archangel Terrill could make such an altar.

It is clear from this altar that Basham's Divine Wizard and Archangel Terrill led the King of Fear into the world, although he did not understand how the two mighty men did it, but it was a threat to the entire world.

They can do it for the first time, so will they do it for the second time, and Abel's eyes are full of killing intentions.

The King of Fear was lucky and unlucky, saying he was lucky because his efforts over the years had not been in vain, and he had found a way to get him into this world where he coveted three feet.

Said he was unlucky because he had only entered one arm and had encountered powerful enemies one after the other, holding him back from continuing to widen the space gap.

Now he is in a difficult position, because of the repression of the world, he is unable to use most of his special hellish abilities, and his arms are caught by his' dick 'and he can no longer resist.

He can only continuously introduce the forces of darkness through his arms to prevent the space gap from closing, and once the space gap closes, the most direct thing will be to cut off his arm.

Few things can hurt him, but the power of space is the scariest of them all.

Especially with this force of space with a world barrier, it has the power to transcend the rules.

He just wanted to quit, and he couldn't quit his arm. The power of ‘Little Brother' kept him from getting away.

What made him furious was that his soul, which he had so easily cultivated, was his split body, but was constantly being killed.

If only the body to which the soul depends is killed, then these souls will return to his body proactively, but there is an angel there, which deprives those souls of the possibility of returning.

Between angels and demons are natural enemies, and the souls he nurtures are also angels' best nourishment.

His heart aches, he feels the loss of a soul, he feels the angel getting stronger, but he can't help it.

“When I break the world barrier, I'll kill you, and I'll put your head in my collection!” He can only verbally curse and threaten, but these can only make the angel's body move faster.

The speed of the zombies determines that they cannot escape, and the only way is for more zombies to pile up angel bodies.

Despite the faint hopes, the King of Fear ordered these zombies to gather together and then form a scale rush towards the angel's body, making the slaughter of the angel's body troublesome.

Only the body of an angel under Abel's control, after he unlocked the ability of the phantom of the Tree of the World, had the same, even more powerful, ability to make the battle of the body of an angel more skillful.

The angel's body first took a bottle of 'physical medicine' and then struck a group of about 2,000 zombies.

Just think of the existence of 2,000 bits of Lv45, which is enough to wipe out the entire central continent.

After countless years in the Central Continent, apart from Abel and the alien archangel Terrill, there is now only such a forty-five level presence as the Basham Divine Wizard.

Even if zombies move more slowly, they can't be killed in this world.

The angel's body was like a herd of ants, gently avoiding the claws of several zombies, and the 'Sword of the Holy Angel' in his hand swept the neck of three zombies at the same time at the most appropriate angle.

The attack force exerted by the 'Focus’ halo made him sweep this time, cut off the heads of the three zombies, and at the moment the poison fog formed, just in the opposite direction.

At the same time, the ‘Sword of the Holy Angel' in hand did not pause, or the 'Sword of the Holy Angel' was never put down, just another angle and swept it again.

Again, the neck of the three zombies was severed, and his figure flashed flexibly in the zombie bushes, at a time when he did not even need to use the phrase 'instantaneous movement' on the inscription ‘mystery'.

Every zombie wants to hit the angel's body, but every movement of the angel's body is so precise that it is no longer a battle, but an art.

It was like he was dancing, and every time he flashed, several zombies were beheaded, and behind him there was always a fog explosion, but he didn't have a spot of contamination on his body.

As more and more zombies were killed by him, he finally understood where the spiritual benefits of zombies after they were killed applied to him.

The wider the space within the phantom of the 'Crystal Angel Statue' in Druid's soul, the brighter the power of his angel's body is also enhanced.

After killing about 10,000 zombies and gaining 10,000 souls, his strength grew normally, with sufficient power of faith, to be equivalent to his centuries-old cultivation.

Abel also understood at this time why the 'Crystal Angel Statue' fiction was formed. He thought that Archangel Terrill should have such a space, but when he saw that Archangel Terrill chose the kingdom of God as the real world, he realized that Archangel Terrill must not have such a special space.

You know, the strength of an angel's body has long reached the divine level, but it's not suppressed by the world at all, and that's why this' crystal angel statue ’is fictional.

Without a space like the divine kingdom or the real world, any divine power would be suppressed by the world, unable to fly, and many capabilities would be limited.

The body of an angel is special because he was born in the Central Continent, in the presence of the rules of the world.

By virtue of its divine capacity from birth, nature, under the rule of the world, creates spaces such as the illusion of the 'Crystal Angel Statue' as the kingdom of God or the real world.

A bottle of 'Physical Medicine' was taken by the angel's body, because of the presence of the King of Fear, Abel did not want the angel's body to feel fatigued and kept in optimal combat at all times.

Moreover, while these zombies are slow, their attacks are not weak, and physical attacks with toxic systems, in addition to enormous forces, are highly poisonous.

It doesn't matter if one or two zombies hit him with the body of an angel, but if he hits too many zombies at the same time, he can't take it.

Hell's poison, especially that made by a demon king like the King of Fear, was not so easy to bear, and the time he was hit by the fog, it was directly one-fifth of his life force, plus sustained poison damage.

This is still the body of an angel, and if you replace it with the human body of Abe, at least half of its vitality is directly consumed.

The massacre continues, the King of Fear no longer curses, he is well aware that the curse does not work at all, he has to struggle constantly to break free from the bondage of his' little brother '.

But after receiving Abel's orders, his task was to capture the King of Fear, and he would not let go until his life had stopped.

Most importantly, the dark power of the King of Fear is fundamentally the same as the dark power of the 'Little Brother'. The dark power of the King of Fear cannot cause harm to the 'Little Brother', but can only horn through each other's arms.

Around the city of Meru, Abel's six covenants had each secured one side and surrounded the city.

They are certainly not here to fight, but to stop anyone who wants to enter, and this has become a restricted area.

Wizards Guild Intelligence also discovered the dramatic changes in Meru City, with the most aggressive McPhee Wizards arriving for the first time and seeing the familiar Divine Level One.

“Stop, this is a restricted area, no one is allowed inside!” Divine Level One said in silence.

“Have you seen God One, Lord Abel, in the city?” McPhee's divine wizard bowed to divine number one and asked.

His respect for Divine Level One came from Abel, but he knew very well that this was Abel's covenant.

“It's the McPhee Wizard, come from the air!” Abel's voice rang from afar.

With his range of spiritual strength, the arrival of the McPhee Wizard has long been discovered.

With his command, Divine Level One naturally puts the McPhee Divine Wizard into the circle.

As the McPhee Wizard flew in the air and approached the city centre, his face became extremely ugly, and he felt those strange zombies on the ground, each breathing more powerful than he did.

Fortunately, these zombies don't seem to take advantage of the breath, otherwise he would have been suppressed from the air to the ground by now.

Even so, he has soft hair all over his body, which is what it feels like to be confronted by a large group of the strongest.

When the mighty can appear in hundreds of thousands, he sees the mass of bodies in the city centre.

Those bodies were all zombies, and he could hardly believe that they were all corpses of the mighty.

Hundreds of thousands of these bodies alone, what kind of powerful presence is needed to kill so many of the mighty zombies.

Just as he was thinking, he saw the existence of the zombie who was easily killing the mighty, an angel with four wings.

He almost turned around and tried to escape. He thought it was the Archangel Terrill.

“McPhee Wizard, come here!” He heard Abel's voice, and then he saw Abel waving at him in the air.

“Lord Abel!” He hurried forward to bow in courtesy.

“There's been a hell of an invasion here. The Basham Divine Wizard has summoned the Hell Demon King with the devil from the sky. I'm working on it. You let the Wizard Guild send someone over to clean up the battlefield!” Abel commanded.

There will eventually be 1.3 million bodies of Lv45 zombies, plus hell's blood, to be cleaned up by professionals.

Of course, it was settled by the Wizards Guild. Abel didn't have time to do this himself. Now he is the president of the Wizards Guild and let his men do it.

“Yes, Lord Abel!” The McPhee Wizard responded.

His eyes looked at the arm above a strange altar on the ground and at the 'little brother' that was entangled with his arm.

He naturally knows how powerful the 'dick' is. It's just one arm over there, and it's stuck with the 'dick’, which makes him even more horrified.

If Abel talks about the Hell Demon King again, it goes without saying that this is the Hell Demon King.

He cannot help but be thankful that Abel is here, otherwise the Central Continent will never be able to block such an enemy.

His departure from the city of Meru was somewhat light, with such a powerful presence on the hill, and there was nothing to fear.

The battle lasted two days and the angel's body remained efficient and precise, like a precision killing machine.

1.3 million Lv45 zombies, all equally captivated, their souls absorbed by angel bodies.

There was a pure white light flashing over his body, due to an excessive increase in strength and spill-over of energy.

After solving 1.3 million Lv45 zombies, he shifted the target to the King of Fear's arm.

With the momentum of the 'Strike', combined with the role of the 'Focus’ Spiritual Halo, the 'Sword of the Holy Angel' was heavily chopped off towards that arm with the power of light.

The 'Sword of the Holy Angel' didn't fit into that big arm and cut a few inches deep on it.

But just after the 'Sword of the Holy Angel' was pulled out of his large arms, the wound recovered at a rate visible to the naked eye.

“Kid, I have unlimited energy with you, and that's 10,000 years, and you can't hurt my arm!” The King of Fear shouted.

The King of Fear outside the world, surrounded by countless pieces of infernal blood that wrapped him in it, while not acting on the wound of his arm, can also heal the wound of his arm faster.

There is only one arm in the world, both good and bad.

The bad news was that after his arm was tied, he lost his ability to attack.

But the advantage is that the arm is not his fault, but his strongest weapon, which is in danger and not a great threat.

He hates Abel so much, this guy who lost 1.3 million soul incarnations he couldn't easily cultivate, he won't leave the world like this now even if he let go of his' dick '.

He needs to make Abel pay, otherwise the anger in his heart won't let go.