Wizard Hume looked at Abel in anticipation, “Master Bennett, I need you to heal ten law-defying wizards that faked deaths.”
“You mean ten of them?” Abel spoke with a slight shock, “Wizard Hume, I can guarantee an extended lifespan of sixty years with all bodily functions recovered. Is that fine with you?”
Even without being asked, Abel would like to increase the overall power of the Wizard Union against the Nation of God. Of course, he was not going to back away. It was something he’s already considered when he’s harvesting crops back in Blood Moor. Now that Wizard Hume’s provided him the opportunity. He had all the legitimate reasons he needed to extend a helping hand.
Wizard Hume widened his eyes, “I’m sure of it, Master Bennett.”
He understood what an extended lifespan meant. As long as Master Bennett provided a corresponding potion that was of golden quality, it would be possible to reinvigorate all bodily functions that may be damaged. From the sound of it, though, it appeared that a combination with other potions was still necessary.
He thought quickly back to the topic, “What price would you be offering, Master Bennett? Ten is not a small number.”
Abel decided to be kind, “It’s the same as what I’ve negotiated with the lightning clan. 2000 beginner lightstones for every law-defying wizard. I need them to be delivered here to me for treatment. Remember this: everything that happens in the treatment process needs to be kept confidential.”
Wizard Hume bowed, “Understood. The process will be kept a secret. Also, the price is actually too low for you to make profit, isn’t it? I’m in debt to you in that regard.”
Abel laughed and responded with his bow, “Don’t worry about that, Wizard Hume. You’ve helped me many times yourself.”
Druid Joseph ran in a spoke, “The teleportation circle connected to Iron Furnace Fort!”
Abel spoke again, “I’ll be off now then, Wizard Hume. I have a friend at Iron Furnace Fort I need to visit.”
Wizard Hume smiled in satisfaction, “That’s fine, Master Bennett! I’ll be back to the Wizard Union now.”
Having arrived at the short-distance teleportation circle, Abel and Druid Joseph stood still while Frankenstein was summoned. Abel didn’t really care if Frankenstein was out in public now. More importantly, he was now free to use him to help get around with the “Instantaneous movement.”
When they arrived, they could see that the teleportation circle had still been busy. As soon as Abel appeared, a noise rushed beside them.
One dwarven wizard screamed, “Get out if you’re not going to use it!”
The same wizard had his face paled when he saw that it was Master Bennett.
“So-so sorry, Master Bennett! I was too anxious to recognize you!”
Abel gave a nonchalant response, “No, it’s fine. There’s the three of us, so it’s going to take a bit longer.”
Very quickly, several dwarven wizards teleported over, all with anxious looks on their faces.
One dwarven wizard was especially anxious, “Who’re you after now, Master Bennett? I’ll help relay the message for you.”
Abel just wanted to have some simple questions answered, “I’m here for Wizard Hutton. Where is he, by the way?”
The dwarven wizard spoke to Abel passionately, “Wait here, Master Bennett! I’ll help you contact them very quickly!”
After saying that, the dwarven wizard took out a sign card and connected his power of the Will to it.
The dwarven wizard bowed, “Master Hutton is on the line. He’s going to be very soon.”
Abel smiled and bowed, “Thank you. I’ll be waiting outside, then.”
The teleportation remained busy the whole time. It made the teleportation circle room seem quite crowded. Once Abel and the rest were out of the door, the dwarven wizard couldn’t help but let out a long sigh. He looked back to see the dwarves that were still inside the circle. He thought about yelling at them, but he changed his attitude to tell them to leave the teleportation circle very quickly.
Once Abel was out of the teleportation room, he began to see a cloud of black smoke rising at the bottom part of the Iron Furnace Fort. His eyes looked towards there. There was a house in ruin over there. At a further part was a war machine that was in shambles.
“Master Bennett!” Wizard Hutton came very quickly. Actually, he’s the fastest out of all the law-defying wizards. He was right beside Abel when Abel was looking at the scene.
Abel bowed, “There’s report that this area is under attack. Have I intruded on you in any way?”
Wizard Hutton didn’t seem to feel well, “Thank you for the immediate attention, first and foremost. And yes, but since the sky ship is here, there’s probably going to be less issues than initially expected.”
Abel looked towards the dark smoke in the distance, “Remember to tell me anything if you need.”
“Not much loss is happening at the moment, honestly,” Wizard Hutton pointed towards the ruin, “There isn’t a lot of loss this time. The evil knights didn’t expect us to have the sky ships, but they’ve done quite some preparations themselves. Look over there if you can. That’s the stuff they’ve got for the assault.”
Abel was bewildered, “That’s how good their manufacturing is now?’
Wizard Hutton spoke with a grim look, “It’s a rather embarrassing thing, really. We dwarves were the ones that made all of this, but they managed to find a way to turn our creations against us.”
He then spoke in a hateful voice, “We’ll find out who the traitor is that sold these machines to our biggest enemies. We’re going to make him pay.”
Abel was starting to understand what was actually happening. This time, The Nation of God managed to set up a large-sized teleportation circle near Iron Furnace Fort, but the sacred knights came here specifically to target the weaknesses of the dwarves. Right now, a huge army of fort-attacking machines was brought here with portal bags. Since there was a bit of distance from the teleportation circle and the Iron Furnace Fort, no city spirit was ever discovered for the first time.
Once the dwarves realized where the sacred knights were heading off to, the sacred knights had already used their divine powers to imprison the dimensional force of the teleportation circle. All the assault machines were assembled whole. If there were any technical issues that remained, it would be that the sacred knights did not have updated reports regarding the dwarves and the fact that they still had more sky ships at disposal.
The first wave had actually been quite smooth for the sacred knights, all things considered. A sudden assault with the battle machine did manage to break through the Iron Furnace Fort. That was until the skyships appeared. It messed up with their assault plans completely. Seeing how many war machines were destroyed, the sacred knights had no choice but to abandon the battlefield. Still, whether it was the sacred knights or the dwarves, there wasn’t so much of a loss on either side. However, the dwarves were a lot angrier when they realized that they were the ones who actually manufactured the machines.
Wizard Hutton made an inviting gesture, “We’re going to have a look, Master Bennett.”
Abel bowed, “After you, then.”
Following that, Frankenstein brought Abel and Druid Joseph to where the fight happened. At the bottom of the mountain, Abel could see that the whole scene was without even a single streak of soul light. No advanced occupation holder died, which indicated that the fight never escalated to the point that there was much tension. It’s almost like the two assaults he witnessed were just meant for testing.
Wizard Hutton cursed, “Damn the Nation of Evil! They know how many men we have over at Iron Furnace Fort. They are sending just the right number to gain the upper hand this time!”
The one he’s targeting was the traitor he mentioned earlier. Without him, the sacred knights would’ve never known about what’s actually happening over at the Iron Furnace Fort if the war machines were attacking at the weakest spot from the start. Even the city circle and the related mechanisms would’ve been broken over from the very start.
Abel couldn’t help but sigh, “Wizard Hutton, the sky ships seem to work fine.”
“All thanks to you,” Wizard Hutton said gratefully, “The sky skips would’ve never made it weren’t for you.”
There were a lot of broken pieces on the ground. Several hundreds of them, to be specific. There was no wonder that the fort was destroyed within such a short span of time. The sharpest arrows the dwarves produced were shot towards the shields they deemed the firmest. The outcome turned out to be that the arrows succeeded, but Abel never got to realize that the key to this happening so fast was because the sacred knights had control over all city circle mechanisms in the first place.
A dwarven wizard shouted, “There’s one that’s not dead yet.”
Wizard Hutton screamed, “Well, bring him here then!”
The dwarven wizard proceeded to drag the unconscious body of a strange-looking intermediate sacred knight. About half of his skeleton was crushed, which was why the body looked so deformed. Abel could tell that the knight’s death was close. No wonder the presence of this soldier felt so weak to him.
“You disgusting thing!” Wizard Hutton spat, knowing that interrogation wasn’t going to do anything. He then threw a fireball and burnt the knight to cinders. That’s about when Abel realized something strange. When the fireball hit the intermediate sacred knight, he could see a strange phantom flying out of the burning corpse. If there was anything he could relate back to the dark world to this, it would have to be the spirit. He couldn’t see any phantom while he was back on the central continent, but he saw the living soul of an intermediate sacred knight.
Stranger things happened later. When the phantom flew towards the sky, he could see a white light shooting out towards the spirit of the intermediate sacred knight between Abel’s pineal glands. The white light seemed to pose some sort of drawing effect. The soul of the knight was immediately dragged into the crystal angel statue.
Abel rushed to insert his power of the Will into the crystal angel statue, but before he made it, the soul of the intermediate sacred knight was already kneeling in front of the statue. He would’ve been able to get the soul in if he was in his giant dragon form, but strangely, the soul entered into the statue of its own volition just as he was wondering why he thought back to when Wizard Hutton saw him guiding the white light that was emerging back then. He then looked towards Wizard Hutton but realized that nothing especially strange was happening to him. Wizard Hutton was the same, just angry as he stared at the cinder he just burnt into. There was only one explanation: Abel was the only one who saw that happened with the intermediate sacred knight’s soul.