Abe the Wizard

Obviously, the original Cliff Magic Tower was not here. It used to be where the wizards were in Denan City. Cliff was a more important man now, though. His wealth was enough to assemble the intelligence agency headquarters with his own magic tower. It was his ways of seizing control of the entire Wizard Union.

If Abel hadn’t learned about this, he might have just gone inside Denan City. He might come up with some sort of decoy strategy to call Wizard Cliff’s forces out. He knew how risky fighting an advanced wizard would be. He had a lot of summoned creatures, but only a few could handle the spells that wizards could cast.

Right now, his strongest summoned creature would be Flying Flame. Flying Flame could unleash attacks with his white flame, something that Wizard Cliff should not be able to do, let alone survive being hit by one of the flame balls.

There was also Johnson. Johnson was highly-resistant against spells. If it could get close enough to Wizard Cliff, its insane physical attacks would be more than enough to take him down.

Finally, there was the spiritual guardian knight captain. It was both resilient against ice and fire attacks. Most importantly, it could move at the same speed as Wizard Cliff’s “instantaneous movement’ technique. For any of his attacks to work, Abel must make sure that Wizard Cliff couldn’t run away from.

“Instantaneous movement” was a very difficult spell to fight against. None of Abel’s magic circles were enough to trap Wizard Cliff. He could try to throw a super exploding ball at him. If that alone was enough to kill him, so be it. If not, he had to resort to an even more aggressive form of attack.

White Cloud had already been flying for two days. It flew over the Earth-Dividing Basin, Earth-Dividing Mountain Range, the duchy of Tex, and the duchy of Larvid. After that, it arrived at the Kingdom of St. Ellis. To avoid the detection by the Wizard Union, Abel told it to fly at extremely high altitudes. White Cloud was so good in situations like these. It was like a super-convenient airplane. Abel would need to feed it one bottle of the blue howling rabbit ration potion for several days of feed. Not just that, but the ration potion was so good that it didn’t even need to sleep. It could just stay in the sky for days without ever landing.

Abel used a scope to look at the 16-floor magic tower in front of him. Since the entire tower was made of black mourning stones, it was not very hard to pick it out from the entire landscape.

Mourning stone was an extremely rare substance. It was mainly used by important people to make underground escape tunnels and escape chambers. They were very scarce, and often sold at extremely rare prices. Most importantly, they were only sold to very special people. Because of how rare this material is, not even the place that produced it had enough supply of it for themselves.

Mourning stone got its name because of how hard it was. If someone hid in a house that was built with Mourning stone, their enemies wouldn’t be able to do anything to him. If it wasn’t for how hard it was to mend its shapes, it would’ve had a lot more useful than to be as building materials.

If the mourning stone could withstand spell attacks, it would be a lot more expensive than it already was. Instead of taking spell attacks right on, however, it had the broken ability to transfer spell attacks to anywhere behind it. For example, if a fireball was cast on the mourning stone, the mourning stone would deflect the fireball to the object behind it.

This was why mourning stone’s were the perfect material to build magic towers. The wizards could use a layer of it on the outside and have a magic defense circle on the inside. That way, more resources could be put into magic defense than physical defense.

As for where Wizard Cliff got all these mourning stones, he probably got it from all the people he’s been oppressing and messing with over the years. The amount he used on this tower was, to be frank, more than even ten years of the entire market’s supply. It just showed how scary his influence over the Holy Continent was.Abel knew all about that, obviously. The more important his status became, the more he learned to be calculating and careful about everything. This was why he asked Bernie to get him all this information about the St. Ellis. Wizard Union. In a very short amount of time, he was able to learn all there was to Wizard Cliff and his magic tower.

When Abels scanned across with his scope, he could see that there were a bunch of red-cloaked wizards and some grey-cloaked wizard disciples. It was a special area, so there were no commoners. From what the Goff family told him, Wizard Cliff was extremely exasperated with how he lost the man who was supposed to bring him his magic staff. For the past few days, that was all that his agency’s men were investigating.

As for why Wizard Cliff didn’t go to the Blacksmith Union headquarters himself, he decided that it was for the best if he didn’t try to anger the dwarves right now. He wasn’t afraid of the humans, but those advanced dwarven wizards would definitely be willing to fight him for Abel. He was a 300-year-old man. At this point, life was much more important than the ingredients he lost. Wizard Cliff was still starting to regret having Abel as his scapegoat. He didn’t expect him to be this influential, otherwise, he would have blamed the Keyen Magic Tower incident at someone else. Still, since what’s done was already done, the only resolution for him was to kill Abel himself.

White Cloud lowering itself to 800 meters from the sky. Abel did not even need his scope to see the ground clearly. Right now, White Cloud was using its invisibility ability to fly on top of the Cliff Magic Tower.

Abel readied his giant ballista, his arrow with a special net on it, and began pulling the string. He was like a god, watching over the people under him moving about like an army of ants.

“Die as you burn in the fire of my rage!” Abel tried to mimic the tone of a spirit.

The trigger was pulled. A giant arrow flew towards the magic tower. Just before that, his druid spirit reached for a 6-second-delay super exploding ball in his personal storage box. It took him a very short time to put it in the net on his arrow.

When the arrow flew towards the ground, a slight ripple appeared at where it pierced the air. White Cloud was still invisible, but a small opening was made at the barrier outside its body.