Abe the Wizard

Abel let out a long breath of relief when he heard Wizard Dunn’s promise. This was the privilege of being in a wizard line– being a great shield.Wizard Cliff was rank 16 when he killed him, and the 2 elite wizards that came this time were rank 17. Since they had also died, what could possibly come next?

Although Abel had killed all 3 of these elite wizards, most of it was thanks to the efficiency and control of his Flora.

Also, Johnson’s technique could easily be counteracted by elite wizards as long as they realized the formula. Although that death spiral was powerful, it took a long time to set up. This was more than enough for elite wizards to flash away for thousands of meters, making the attack completely useless.

Most importantly, Abel himself was the biggest weakness. By this point, he was still hopeless when facing an Elite Wizard face to face.

Since he had Wizard Dunn to stand up for him to keep the situation under control, he would have more time to grow. He believed his ability would definitely surpass any elite wizard in a few years.

Of course, he would not tell anyone about this. Normal wizards could only meditate once a day, but Abel would enter the Dark World every night. Since one day in the Holy Continent was basically equal to 10 days in the Dark World, Abel could basically meditate 10 times more than normal wizards.

On top of that, Abel did his meditation in the mana dense Rogue Encampment. Since he also had an intermediate mana gathering circle, his meditation environment was basically perfect.

He would use 4 fresh blue crystal cores for every meditation session, so it was no wonder he would be so confident under all these conditions.

“Abel, are you gifted in lighting spells?” Although Wizard Dunn said that he would not care about Abel’s talent, but as a member of the Thunder line, he would at least need to master some lighting spells.

Before Abel even had the chance to reply, a weird smirk emerged on Wizard Morton’s face. As his teacher, he knew exactly how fast Abel could grasp a spell. Wizard Morton had never seen any wizard that could come close to Abel in his entire life–no matter what kind of wizard.

“Wizard Dunn, I think I’m decent!” Abel didn’t really know how to explain how gifted he was since most of his skills originated from the skill tree on the Horadric Cube.

One of the things that gave Abel a huge advantage over any other Wizard was that he could see the growth of his mana. Also, he did not have a bottleneck. His spell experience would increase a little bit every time he unleashed it. Even after rank 15, nothing could stop him.

And, because of the Skill Tree, every single one of his spells could be unleashed immediately. No wizard could do this. If a wizard had perfected a few spells over the course of his life, those spells might reach an immediate speed, but no one could do it with every single spell.

A Wizard’s will power was not limitless. Every training session would take up a large amount of will and time. For example, most intermediate Wizards would dedicate most of their time and will to learn the ‘move in a flash”. They would only move on to a defense and attack spell after they had mastered it. The higher the rank, the harder it was to master the spell.

Unless they could live forever like Bartoli, they would not have enough time to slowly master every spell.

“Do telekinesis for me!” Wizard Dunn suggested.

Wizard Dunn knew Abel was very young just from sensing his life force. It was already hard to believe a boy at this age was already a rank 7 wizard, but Abel was also a Grandmaster Blacksmith.

It seemed like he might not have enough time to practice spells, so Wizard Dunn did not expect much from him. As long as Abel could do a Telekinesis probably, it would already be amazing.

However, without even thinking, Abel just gently flicked his hand. Afterward, a white light flashed from his body towards a lambskin book on a bookshelf. The book vanished immediately and appeared in Abel’s hand.

The whole process was as smooth as water. It seemed almost effortless like Abel was just using his hand.

Wizard Dunn’s eyes began to sparkle. This level of skill was way beyond what he had expected. He thought to himself; this boy was a lightning genius.

“Abel, do a ‘charging bolt’ again. I’ll be your target!” Said Wizard Dunn with slight excitement in his voice. He had already seen how fast Abel could unleash a lightning spell, now his attacks.

Abel was not worried about hurting Wizard Dunn with his charging bolt. Even his charging bolt had been maximized; he did not believe these low-level spells could hurt a rank 18 elite wizard.

He gently pointed in mid-air without his magic staff, and a charging bolt pattern appeared in front of him. All of a sudden 15 lightning strikes rushed towards Wizard Dunn like a tsunami.

Charging bolt was one of Abel’s most often used spells. Although it’s damage was very low, it was very useful against a large group of enemies. All 15 of those lightning strikes could still do a lot of damage.

Therefore, the more enemies you had, the more suitable this spell was. Lightning spells also had a numbing effect, which was like an extra on top of its physical damage. This was also very useful considering how many summons Abel had.

As the charging bolt approached Wizard Dunn, he did not budge. He didn’t even ignite his defense. After long years of lightning spell training, he gained a deep understanding of lightning and had a strong immunity to it.

As those lightning strikes hit his body one by one, the smile on his face grew bigger.

Since Abel could unleash 15 lightning strikes at once, this meant his charging bolt had already reached level 13, which was very high.

A level 13 charging bolt could cause 8-10 points of damage with each strike, and Wizard Dunn could feel that every single lightning strike from Abel had reached the limit of 10 points.

This meant Abel had fully perfected his charging bolt, or in other words, it had reached the pinnacle of charging bolt. How was this possible?

For example, ‘lightning’ was a favorite among lightning wizards. When this spell was at level 1, it could cause 1-84 points of damage. This meant that the lightning attacking power of that wizard would fall somewhere between 1-84 points.

This wide spectrum was a unique characteristic of lighting spells; that was why most of the time, lightning wizards could only reach 1 point of damage. No wonder why most of them would only learn the ‘move in a flash’.

To most wizards, lightning spells basically meant ‘move in a flash’. All the other spells were way too hard to learn. Even if they could learn it, the damage was so low that hardly anyone could tolerate it.

If Abel could extend this talent into an intermediate wizard, he could truly maximize the power of lightning spells. Just imagine, if every strike of lightning was maximized, he would be a few times more powerful than any other wizards of his rank.

Since Abel could unleash a spell immediately on top of the speed of that lightning and the numbing effect, Wizard Dunn believed Abel was basically a natural born lightning wizard.

Wizard Morton felt an Immense urge to tell his teacher Wizard Dunn that Abel could do this with every spell. But he didn’t, his teacher was extremely satisfied already. He would just keep the secret for Abel, he thought to himself.

Abel had never experienced the struggle of other wizards. Ever since he started to learn spells, the skill tree on his Horadric Cube could maximize every spell just like that.