Abe the Wizard

Chapter 1137: Inheritance

It was a busy day and it was not until the evening that all the guests were sent away. Abel saw a lot of people in all aspects of the Holy Land today.

Some friends who had a good relationship with him asked Abel if they wanted to be a wizard, but the result was to surprise him.

Because of his relationship, almost all of these friends have a very good life. Almost none of these people want to leave the world and become a wizard.

Although wizards are powerful and mysterious, they must be isolated from the world after becoming a wizard. This is something that neither of them can accept.

Today, most of these people are happy and have their own families and families. They are unwilling to abandon all this and become lonely wizards.

In the continent, after the story of Abel became a legend, the profession of the wizard was also understood by most people. The more you understand the profession, the more you understand what the profession of the wizard represents.

For years, decades and even hundreds of years of practice, batches of wizards fell on the threshold of promotion, and only a few successful ones could go further.

For that meager hope, the wizards abandoned the past and abandoned family and friends.

Abel looked at the water of life in his own hands with a bitter smile. It can be said that he was worried that the water of life was not enough before he returned, but in fact, he used only one copy of it, or it was used by the Duke of Marshall.

Only Duke Marshall, who has no desire, would not care about power and status. In his opinion, as long as he does not leave Harry Castle, it doesn't matter what he does.

He shook his head and put away the water of life. Although this water of life did not play a role this time, there are juniors in the family who want to become wizards without qualifications. They can still be used.

"Lan Ling, lock up my room and don't allow anyone to disturb me!" He commanded loudly.

Soon dozens of small war magpies surrounded his room, and the large defensive circle also allocated some resources to protect his room alone.

Abel took out a "Town Teleport Scroll" and opened it to form a water-blue portal. He stepped in and continued his battle with the **** creatures.

The morning of the Denan City Palace began with the busyness of the servants and the housekeeper of the Beebage. The palace has been vacant for a long time. The Beebech housekeeper was somewhat worried that these servants would make mistakes, and he always carefully instructed.

When Abel walked out of his room, his face was exhausted. Although the fanatic knight Bruce joined the battle squad, the battle with the **** creatures was still very difficult.

Ten consecutive days of fighting consumed a lot of his energy. Now every battle with **** creatures must be careful, life is only once for him.

He can't go wrong, because he is no longer alone. He has his loved ones, his empire, and his loved ones. He has to think about these things and not take risks.

"Your Majesty, please have a meal!" Said the Beehive steward softly.

Abel ’s mental strength has been swept away, and he also sees everything that the Beebecker steward has prepared for him. The dishes are also delicious with 'rabbit essence', with aquatic fruit juice specially sent from the elves, and from the ADB ’s palace Produce a variety of fruits.

It can be seen that the butcher of Beebech paid some thoughts for this breakfast, and Abel did not want to let his toil in vain.

He nodded, and walked into the dining room, but the Beebic housekeeper carefully opened the chair for him.

This is a typical emperor's standard breakfast specification. From the long-established silver tableware to the food that is constantly being delivered, although the dishes delivered are not long ago, the tradition is still maintained.

Abel kept eating with a smile and expressed satisfaction to the chefs and servants.

"Bobitch steward, I will leave the empire in the morning, and everything in the palace is still up to you!" He commanded the butcher of the bibbitch.

"Your Majesty, your housekeeper has been waiting to serve you!" Said the Beehive butler, with a bowed voice.

The best beekeeper in this life is to serve a legendary emperor like Abel, and he will keep his family for Abel forever.

Abel looked at the servants in the dining room, who also bowed down, looking at the palace, and felt that all this seemed far away from him.

In fact, for a rule wizard like him, being an emperor of a subcontinental empire behaves like a child's play.

In the eyes of the housekeepers and servants of Burbage, Abel's figure turned into a white light and disappeared.

Abel teleported from the Royal Teleportation Array to the Killer Guild headquarters in Deep Forest, where the magic tower of Bartoli is located.

He did not alarm the staff of the Killer Guild, and silently came to the magic tower of Bartoli.

"Master, you are here!" Bartoli, the countess, had been waiting for him.

Abel glanced at Bartoli, and found that her strength at this time was a senior sorcerer of the eighteenth level.

The speed of Bartoli's practice has given Abel the idea of ​​who is a genius.

If he hadn't had three ‘songs of life’ in the dark world, and the help of the tree of life, where would he have a 21st-level rule wizard, a 22nd-level dragon druid.

However, Bartoli only studied fire spells, in addition to the 'momentary movement' and 'psychic transmission' that the wizard must learn, which is related to Bartoli's own special constitution.

Her body has been transformed by **** and has become a special existence, which has a super close feeling to the flame element.

Except for some low-level spells in other departments, she cannot master advanced non-fire spells.

Of course, Bartoli's practice speed is also understandable. She has been accompanied by the flames of **** for tens of thousands of years. Abel is not as good as her in the study of the elements of fire.

"Batholi, I brought you a set of fire wizard traditions, you can practice after referring to it!" Abel did not let Bartoli go to practice according to the practice of the fire wizards, but only for her reference The reason is that Bartoli has a special understanding of the fire system.

He didn't want to affect Bartoli's practice. His fire department had just been studied for a long time. Even in this regard, he was already a rule wizard and was not qualified to speak.

He said that he had taken out a whole set of copied fire ancestors' inheritance, and there were as many boxes as a whole, which was researched out by the manipulator before he came.

The most important of these is the perception of some senior wizards who are promoted by the rules. These are the essence of this line of fire wizard heritage, and the foundation of a fire wizard organization.

"Thank you!" Bartoli thanked as she took the box.

She opened the box, took out one of the books, and roughly glanced, her eyes were getting brighter and brighter. These inherited books gave her a clear path afterwards.

"Bartoli, this is a flame of **** immortal. Maybe you need to use it before you become a wizard of the fire rules!" Abel took out another cluster of **** immortal flames and said on the ground.

Bartoli saw that the flames of **** were not extinguished, and this flame accompanied her through tens of thousands of years. At this time, goodbye could not help feeling sad.

She thought of another world that was destroyed, she thought of the ugliness of human nature, and the cruelty and blood of hell, just like a long dream.

She thought of her master Abel again, to save her, to be the enemy of the whole world, to risk her life and finally lead her to this peaceful world.

For her master, to protect her here, and to make her have a dreamy life, she has cultivated madly. With her master's almost unlimited resources, she has reached the highest level of strength that this continent can achieve.

She needs more strength. She doesn't know why her master's cultivation speed is faster than her, but she can perceive her master's breath, which is the breath from heaven.

If it is not clear from the soul that the master is not the existence of the forces of heaven, she will become a member of heaven as the master.

Heaven found it and left a breath on the host, which was the only reason she could think of.

In her mind, she wants to strengthen her strength faster. She wants to protect her master. She has tens of thousands of years of flame research experience. She is confident that she can quickly improve her strength after getting sufficient resources.

"Master, I don't have any cultivation resources now, can I go to the Central Continent with you?" Bartoli asked Abel for the first time.

Prior to her, Abel gave everything on her own initiative, and she never made any request.

"Batholi, this time I came back to solve the problem, but before that I will put some things with you. I hope you will accept a credible disciple in the future and make what I leave behind become The hidden heritage of the Harry family! "Abel laughed.

He took out three more boxes from the artifact space bag, two of which contained the inheritance of the frozen system and the lightning system, and the other box contained his experience of forging and alchemy, and he has kept him today. All mastered recipes.

As for the inheritance items of the frozen system, the ice bed, he could not stay, and his practice also needed the help of the ice bed.

But just these are enough to continue the Harry family. These are the backhands that Abel left for the Harry family. Once the Harry family has a problem, the family wizard can have a hidden place here.

This is also the tradition of big families, and almost every big family will arrange such a back road.

Bartoli put away a few boxes. She paid more attention to the cultivation resources. These inheritances had nothing to do with her. Anyway, she could only cultivate the fire department.

"Come with me!" Abel said to Bartoli.

They came outside the magic tower, and Abel opened the isolated circle outside the magic tower. Although this magic tower was Bartoli, but Bartoli was his contract, he also had absolute control over the tower Manipulation.

After the quarantine circle was opened and the area was isolated from the outside world, he summoned the beast of Beamon.

"Doffer, open a hole in the ground for me!" He ordered, pointing to the ground.

"Roar!" Doffer yelled loudly, and the ‘ancient totem’ in his hand stood up, and plunged to the ground.

Several rays of light erupted from the "Elder Totem", and under the power of the Dove, the "Elder Totem" was inspired by a fatal blow. In addition to the power of Astoria and the passive blessing of various passive technologies, this strike brought the "Elder Totem" 'In itself, the huge weight and the horrific impact are inserted into the land.

After this blow, the doffer didn't stop. He had a soul chain connection with Abel, and he naturally knew what effect Abel needed.

The Dove slammed into the ground again. The six-meter deep hole on the ground had been widened again, and the ‘ancient totem’ in his hand kept beating.

‘Dominant Long-Handed Weapons’ gave Astoria a very powerful weapon control ability. ‘Ancient Totem’ was like a blacksmith ’s hammer in its hands, and the hole on the ground was constantly increasing.

By the time the dove stopped, there was already a five-meter-diameter, fifteen-meter-deep hole in the ground.

"Doffer, you did a good job!" Abel boasted and stole the doffer who was beating his chest after being bragged.

"Come with me!" He said to Bartoli again.

The two of them appeared at the bottom of the hole in an instant. The hole that had just been smashed out was very hard and smooth on the four walls. Those that were directly compacted. Think of the terrorist power of Astoria. These compacted soils were no better than stones. The hardness is low.

Abel's mental power wrapped a piece of dirt under his feet, and then his feet became empty, and a large piece of mud disappeared directly, and was put into the artifact space bag.

Then he constantly moved the position ‘momentarily’, constantly expanding the space at the bottom of the cave.

Soon with the help of the artifact space bag, his mental strength is the best excavator, sending a large amount of dirt into the artifact space bag.

There was a huge space under the entrance of the cave. Due to the spiritual force directly digging the soil, this space was very fragile, and groundwater began to emerge.

However, his purpose has been achieved. He released the "mobile cultivation base" directly from the artifact space bag. During this period of time in the artifact space bag, the "mobile cultivation base" completely used the top magic stone as energy .

It must be known that there is no energy that can be absorbed in the artifact space bag. If Abel does not take out the 'mobile cultivation base' for a long time, it is likely that the 'mobile cultivation base' will run out of energy.

This underground space is exactly the same size as the 'mobile cultivation base', which is why he doesn't care if the underground space is stable because the 'mobile cultivation base' just fills this underground space.

Bartoli has been watching Aber's operation quietly, and she is surprised by the giants that appear.

"Batholi, come with me!" Abel put his hand on Bartoli's shoulder, and then took her into the "mobile training base".

The sudden sunlight and the medicine garden surprised Bartoli, her eyes were looking at this strange space.

Abel didn't stop, let her continue to appreciate, but ‘momentarily moved’ again, and took her to the underground control room.

"Foster the spirit, increase Bartoli as a user!" Abel commanded to the spirit.

As a green light swept over Bartoli's body, a spirit of Bartoli was credited into the nurturing spirit.

(End of this chapter)