Abe the Wizard

Abel and Flying Flame would face this massive pressure by themselves if their soul chain broke. The results would be obvious. They could feel the giant gap’s power even from the sky, so if they fell to the ocean, they would surely die.

Abel felt massive pressure penetrating his body and entering his brain. He was prepared; the druid soul began to use the Full Recovery Potions to help him counteract the pressure.

Flying Flame increased its speed. This gap was not too wide, so they only needed to hold on for another 10 minutes at most.

The pressure left over by the ancient gap, dividing the continents, had entered Abel’s brain, but the unexpected happened.

Abel thought this pressure was invincible, but the first thing it made contact within his brain was the piece of world stone. All of a sudden, the pressure had vanished and turned into some kind of strange energy.

The piece of scattered world stone!

The world stone was the foundation of the Dark World. It’s presence had held down the potential of humans, as well as the full power of angels and demons.

It didn’t matter what pressure was unleashed by angels or demons centuries ago; its force was suppressed once when it ran into the world stone, and then turned into a strange kind of energy.

Abel did not know what was the purpose of the energy was, but he soon realized after it had entered his brain. Suddenly he felt a tight connection with lightning elements in his body. Lightning elements began to merge with his combat qi. Its effect had become clearer as more energy entered his brain.

He knew this feeling had nothing to do with wizards, mana, or magic power. It was a state he never had the chance to reach; it was the combat qi attribute of a head commander.

Abel had been stuck as a fake head commander for too long because he discovered he only had a power of dimension attribute within his body. This bugged him. Even when this power of dimension had merged with his combat qi, he could only unleash a one strike blow.

Therefore, he always called himself a fake head commander. But now, since his combat qi had merged with the lightning elements, he could truly grasp lightning combat qi. From now on, he had become a relative head commander.

The biggest difference between a commander and a head commander was that a commander could not even win against a beginner wizard. They might even get themselves hurt if they were not careful.

Abel had already killed a wolf commander with a spell when he was at rank 4. This just showed how weak they were,

There was a drastic difference between a commander and a head commander. A head commander could grasp powerful combat qi patterns ignited by a tiny bit of magic power, as well as attributed combat qi. Therefore, a head commander could kill an official wizard in a close body battle.

Normally, a wizard who had not grasped the ‘move in a flash’ ability had no chance against a head commander. Even for intermediate wizards who had grasped the ‘move in a flash’ could not hurt a head commander unless the head commander’s magical power had been drained.

The ‘charge’ of a head commander could reach a scary speed, so it was very hard for an intermediate wizard to track them down.

Of course, this was not the case every time. Wizard Morton, for example–his lightning spells were even faster, and they had a numbing effect, so the head commanders would not have a chance.

After a few minutes, there was no more pressure from the giant gap. It was almost like he and Flying Flame had been accepted by the pressure.

Flying Flame felt its body lift; it was no longer suppressed by the massive pressure, so it sped up in no time.

Although this giant gap had lost a bit of pressure from this, Abel could still feel its power. That little bit of pressure was nothing to it.

He felt a bit disappointed. If he could absorb all the pressure from that gap, what miracle would happen? Abel kept thinking. He should be thankful for what he had already. From now on, he had become a lightning attributed head commander.

Since Flying Flame had sped up, he was out of the giant gap in no time. A few moments later, Abel finally saw the land. It is a desert with some greenery.

Abel recalled the map in his brain again and closely examined it. Now, the map finally started looking like what he saw on the ground. He didn’t make a mistake.

As they continued to fly around the edge of the ocean, Abel came across a city. A giant city located at the edge of the desert.

Lut Gholein, it was Lut Gholein. This name flashed in his heart as he got closer and closer.

It was a seaport city. Even after countless years of wear and tear, Abel could still feel a powerful force keeping this city intact.

Flying Flame did a swirl in the sky. There were no signs of life in the city. It was a ghost town.

Although Abel had already expected this before he came, he was still filled with emotions. In his heart, this place used to be the Fala of a Holy Warrior from a Holy Church. This city produced its own weapons, and warriors could revive the life and energy of every customer.

He remembered the boss lady in the only hotel in the city, Atma. She always waited for a hero to help her son and husband revenge.

He then thought of Drognan, a potion seller. He was a lonely old wizard. Not many people wanted to interact with him.

Then of Jerhyn, the ruler of Lut Gholein, who always stood in front of the palace gate.

There might be a lot more famous or ordinary people, but they had all vanished. The only thing left was the shell of this city.

“Flying Flame, land!” Said Abel pointing at an open area between a few buildings.

Flying Flame swooped straight down and abruptly came to a halt. Afterward, it gave out a playful roar.

“Naughty!” Said Abel with a laugh as he padded Flying Flame’s neck

After laughing with Flying Flame, Abel felt his heart had relaxed a little. Afterward, he jumped down and took out a bottle of soul potion for Flying Flame.Flying Flame happily grabbed the soul potion and quickly ran towards a side with its 2 little legs. Afterward, it began enjoying its treat.

The ground filled with dust. Although the law of this place had preserved the city, countless years of dust had still piled up until the point where the roads were almost unrecognizable.

However, he was sure that a little teleportation circle was around here somewhere, so he summoned his 8 spirit guardian knights to give the floor a good clean.

Cleaning was training too. The new spirit guardian knights needed to work together until they could be as good as the original ones.

As the dust began to decrease, the original stone ground began to emerge, and Abel had also spotted the little teleportation station he wanted.

Abel ignited the teleportation station with 2 perfect gems, and 2 white beams of light shot up.

Abel stood on top of it. By that point, this teleportation station had already connected with the Rogue Encampment. He was relieved. If it didn’t connect, he would have a hard time coming here.