Abe the Wizard

Abel was quite satisfied with the number of holy crystals he collected. After he picked up all 5362 of them, he began to take a look at the other items inside the warehouse. The most he saw was a white potion that he didn’t remember ever seeing before. He could tell just from the number, 2000 bottles approximately, that this must be something very important.

He went ahead and opened one bottle. He sniffed what was inside for a bit and immediately felt a sacred power coming over him. It was quite strange. He wasn’t sure what the brewing procedure was done to merge this sacred power into the brew. Or, there was something that was inside. His grandmaster alchemist rune could easily make a call that this brew did not belong to the system of this world. It was not of the dark world, either. If he had to tell, this must’ve come from the heavens.

Of course, he was really just guessing. He could only start to understand what these potions were for until he got a full grasp of the angelic heritage. He was sure of one thing. This had to be a supplementary potion for the sacred knights. Regular knights couldn’t afford it so it was stored here?

For a potion here that could boost the fighting power of the sacred knights, he was sure that he was going to take all of them. He could use them for himself and his contract creatures. After putting 2000 or more bottles in, he then looked towards the other items. He didn’t bother to look over towards the sacred knight equipment, as the best that was available was just golden quality. There were also too many to fit into his angelic body’s portal bag. He would’ve picked up all of them if he had his divine portal bag, but he just didn’t have it.

Also, he didn’t have the time to slowly examine this equipment. He just didn’t think that this equipment could match his rune equipment. With that in mind, he gave up on the idea of dropping his sacred knight equipment. He quickly looked towards the side and saw that there were about 100 magic items for self-protection. Most of them were necklaces, rings, or wrist bands. He was quite familiar with most of them.

Most of the defensive magic items here had to be absolutely one-of-a-kind. Most of them could generate barriers that could block against at least one attack coming from advanced level class holders. This had to be quite rare in terms of the standard on the central continent.

Abel went ahead and saw some scrape marks on the items. These marks didn’t affect the magic items from functioning. If anything, they made it easier for him to tell where these originated from. From his estimation, they had to be items that were worn on the frontline. The temple probably collected them just to make themselves look better in the eyes of the public. This was even more evident when these items were placed together with the wizard cloaks and wizard staff.

Abel twitched his eyes for a bit. He had no use for these things, but he could tell that they served as very fine materials for his family wizards or for his trading business. After touching them, he quickly placed all the wizard items into his portal bag.

The warehouse was probably just a miniature version of the storage keep. This would make sense, as only the rare items were here. Inside his angelic portal bag, there were already some items he could prepare in advance. Although there was some space that was left, he was just not going to stuff more things into the space that was left. He didn’t want extra stuff anyway. Also, it was getting quite late, so he wanted to leave.

He didn’t want to be too greedy, so he immediately flew towards the gate again. He placed his hands on it and shut down all the circles. The gate was also pushed open. While he was out, he took the effort to look towards a fanatic knight that was watching the gate in awe. He wasn’t sure what was happening. From his angle, it seemed like the fanatic knight was staring right towards him. On second thought, he thought that it was impossible since he was in invisibility mode. Instead of shutting the gate, he decided to just leave the place as quickly as he could.

Just after Abel flew out of the warehouse, the mad knight quickly noticed that something was wrong. The mad knight rushed towards the warehouse and saw that some of the spaces were empty. The most obvious spot was the center, where the box storing the holy crystals was.

He started screaming out of control, “What… Someone get here! The warehouse!”

While he was screaming, a strange power of the Will started flooding towards the warehouse. After searching for a bit, the power of the Will immediately rose. It was quickly dispersed and swept through the entire temple. Abel was flying straight towards the middle of the temple. He didn’t want to stay quiet anymore. He tried his best to suppress his flight time. He wanted to keep his voice to the minimum while bursting out as quickly as he could. While he was flying towards the window, the power of the Will dispersed, and quickly found the track he left. It started chasing after him. It was meant to be strong enough to immobilize a legendary figure on contact. Abel didn’t feel a thing. His angelic body was too strong for him to be moved slightly.

Abel decided that he shouldn’t hide his power of Will anymore. He started activating it and rushed towards his sides. He realized that the new wings were bringing change to his power of the Will capacity. It was increased by twice fold, actually. Combined with the buff effect of the mystic headband, his total reach was extended to a total of 4000 meters.

Still, Abel could feel how powerful the incoming force was. He didn’t think that he could just neutralize it, but it was the same vice versa. The power of the Will chasing after him was mostly for finding his location. If there was anything that was planned to actually attack him, it would be the figure that was dashing towards him from the underground basement.

It was an old man who was activating the “dash” ability. Neither of his legs was on the ground as he was doing this. The flight speed was as shocking as it could be. He didn’t even slow down as he was making turns. From estimation, there should be at least two seconds until he was inside the temple. Abel still sneered at the sight of him. He thought that he had been underestimated. He didn’t think that one man could hunt him down so easily, and it was really funny to him that there were still plenty of powerful figures inside the basement that were still continuing with their training.

So that’s how they dealt with a thief. It would make sense, given that thieves had to sneak in instead of fighting the ones that lived inside. These powerful figures had their own ways of dealing with intruders, and that was to not overreact to someone who was just here to commit theft. To their blunder, however, while Abel was not yet enough to match their levels, this was the temple of the demon from beyond. As it stood, Abel did have the druid spirit to form a connection with the soul of the demon from beyond, and he could control the temple like a wizard could to his own magic tower.

Under the control of Abel’s power of the Will, the elder that was rushing over was suddenly blocked by a defensive barrier. As the barrier was emerging too suddenly, his body was heavily slammed onto the barrier. The impact rebounded back enough to inflict some minor wounds. Of course, it wasn’t too bad of a wound, but the elder was still pretty surprised that a defensive barrier was enough to stop him. The guardian wings were supposed to take care of the thief. Now it looked like it was hitting him indiscriminately.

The elder screamed, “Something’s off! Come and help, you!”

Some of the other men training in the basement opened their eyes and rushed towards their own rooms. Here in the central temple, everything was supposed to be done on a roster. One would be on post while the others focused on their training. When the elder screamed, everyone who was still continuing with their training began going out.

Yes, they were also stopped by the defensive barrier. Although the defensive barrier was infused with some faith power, to them, the barrier was as thin as a paper wall. Or so they thought. They began to realize that every step they took was still slowed down to a great extent, if not stopped.

Abel noticed that things were really starting to get dangerous when he saw this many powerful figures. He knew he had to leave. His body flew towards the window was, but before he left, his power of the WIll swept through the angelic statue. He thought to himself maybe it was possible to get his hands on it. He wasn’t trying before because he didn’t want the guards to notice.

Yes, the angelic statue was not supposed to be taken away very easily. It was almost like it was supposed to be formed completely as one with the temple. Still, if it was the owner of the temple, it wouldn’t be a hard job at all to take the statue away. This was pretty much like what Abel was doing. As long as he had his power of the Will, the statue just flew up and was put into his angelic portal bag.

Meanwhile, Abel’s body was rushing towards the window without activating the window. Once he was out, he could realize that a tremendous amount of power of the Will was activated from the temple. Inside was one that was almost completely merging with the temple.

He began to understand very quickly, “The Saint is back!”

He immediately accelerated and left a drop of blood from his hand. The four wings on his back ignited very quickly. It was almost like his body was being burnt by the air around him. He realized that his body was probably piercing through the sound circle for this to happen. Even if he had the invisibility hoodie on him, he would still not be able to hide his tracks. He was leaving a track after his flight. Most people couldn’t see through it very easily, but it was very obvious for powerful figures.

the Saint was just turning from the frontline to the central temple. He just finished boosting his mens’ morale. For a very long time, the ten battle forts belonging to the resource point were supposed to become barriers for the Nation of God.

the Saint was not in a good mood. He just saw the Wizard Union building battle forts that matched theirs. They were even defensive walls built in between to form a connection. This was almost like blocking the connection between them and the frontline. Once these walls were built, the frontline would lose all connection with the Nation of God. The resources on the frontline would make the Wizard Union even more powerful so that more war machines and defensive mechanisms would be installed. Things were not looking good for the Nation of God.

Once the Saint appeared from the teleportation circle of the central temple, he realized that something strange was happening. There was a fight taking place right inside the temple. He immediately unleashed his power of Will when he realized this. As the representative of the demon from beyond, he had every obligation to make sure that everything inside the temple was under his control.

Many of the powerful guardians inside the temple were still attacking the barrier that was blocking. After they were done, they began rushing towards the hallroom. the Saint didn’t know what was happening, but he still went ahead and shut down those barriers. He didn’t know why there were so many barriers switched up. Maybe the enemies were coming to the temple. Having thought about that, his power of the Will was immediately connected to the temple. He began making inquiries about what was happening to the temple. His expression solidified as soon as he noticed what was happening.

The Saint screamed angrily, “Where is the figure of my lord?”

His voice was then spreading through all the circles inside the temple. Everyone was starting to understand that something major happened.