Abe the Wizard - Chapter 874

Chapter 874: Going All-out

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Abel was the weakest one in this battle. As a rank sixteen wizard, he had not even the chance to use his crystal body. This was why he waited at the side. Johnson’s been stopped by Beamon ever since Priest Giant Horn summoned it. The two giant beasts had no choice but to fight together. The same defense didn’t work at all. Beamon was slower and a bit weaker in strength, but that didn’t matter. Its defensive capability still made things a bit hard for Johnson to defeat quickly.

At the same time, Wizard Emir strengthened his attack against Jason. He just realized that Jason was less powerful than that Johnson. As Jason tried to hit with a fireball, Wizard Emir dodged it with his “instantaneous movement.” Meanwhile, all of Wizard Emir’s “blizzards” managed to hit Jason back. Perhaps it didn’t take long for all the red stones on Jason to be shattered. If that were to happen, his ability would be gradually slowed down, and perhaps that’s how Wizard Emir would score his victory.

Abel just took out 400 small-sized war puppets outside of his Valaya’s ring. All of them had consecutive ballistas in their hands. As soon as they came out, they formed a clean line right outside the camp.

Wizard Emir laughed out loudly, “I’ve been waiting for that, Abel!”

Having said that, he disappeared where he was at and reappeared amongst the small-sized war puppets. As soon as he appeared, a blue ice ring surrounding him was spread right outside. This was the activation of the “frost ice star” spell. When this blue ice ring was activated, his body disappeared again and reappeared at another coordination where the small-sized war puppets were. He went for another “frost ice star.” The moment these war puppets were hit, their bodies were covered in frost. It’s not like they didn’t have any resistance to elemental attacks, but no defense was good enough to resist a rank nineteen wizard.

In this short period of time, there were only a total of thirty-nine small-sized war puppets that were destroyed. This was because they were all quite far away apart from each other. Abel did not directly control them, but the battle command spirit that he wore on his belt. After sensing the change that was happening, it quickly altered the remaining positions that could still move. There were a hundred of them that pointed at each other with their consecutive ballasts and activated chain shots. It looked odd, but strangely enough, none of the arrows managed to hit and instead flew past their bodies due to the very precise aim that was calculated.

When Wizard Emir teleported to another to release another “frost new star,” he realized that another ballista arrow was shot to his front. It was too late for him to dodge. The arrow managed to hit the “freezing ice armor” on him. The impact was too great that he couldn’t help but take two steps back. One thing surprised Abel, though. All this arrow did was to make the armor disappear. It didn’t actually do any harm. Other than that, Wizard Emir had quite a fast reaction speed. The moment he took his steps back, his two hands cast one “instantaneous movement” in one and the “freezing ice armor” in another. As soon as another arrow came flying towards him, his body disappeared in white light. When the small-sized war puppets appeared outside the circle, another “freezing ice armor” was on his body.

Abel already knew that these puppets could only stall Wizard Emir for a bit. They weren’t capable of giving him any real trouble. The attack that happened did take him off guard, but even that was not even for an opportunity to deal any real damage.

Abel connected his power of the Will to the battle command spirit, “Focus your attack on the Priest. Leave a small portion left to stall Wizard Emir.”

The fifty small-sized war puppet’s consecutive ballistas continued to be fired towards Wizard Emir. Wizard Emir seemed to have already known about the danger of the consecutive ballistas. He could take the first hit, but not much beyond that. He didn’t want to be touched so many times, so he quickly made himself disappear. Still, when he disappeared again, he was targeted again by the battle command spirit for another rain of the arrows.

Wizard Emir thought to himself as he dodged with the “instantaneous movement” spell, “What high concentration attack! It’s not going to last very long, though, is it? You can’t possibly have that many arrows on you.”

Abel knew as well, but five hundred arrows were technically enough for an entire war. The chances of running out were unlikely. With the battle command spirit’s order, the other three hundred small-sized war puppets shifted target towards Priest Giant Horn. The consecutive ballistas in their hands continued to fire. The arrows all flew towards Priest Giant Horn like violent rain.

Priest Giant Horn had been focused on them for a long time. He realized that things were going bad when there were so many puppets shifting their focus on him. Because of this, he already hid in his clay stone guard when the arrows came at him. Not that it was going to work, anyways, but he figured that it was better than nothing. To retaliate, he summoned all the creatures that he could, which were eight skeleton mages.

He screamed without any confidence, “Save me, Wizard Emir!”

Wizard Emir didn’t have the time to help, though. He didn’t have an ounce of intention to help when he saw the three hundred small-sized war puppets shifting their targets towards him. Instead, he continued his attack by teleporting towards the middle of the small-sized war puppet formation. Again, the “frost new star: exploded. When the remaining fifty or so came over, he used the “instantaneous movement” again and moved towards another small-sized war puppet for another spell. When he was continuing on his streak, Priest Giant Horn was on the brink of being eliminated. It didn’t matter how many small-sized war puppets were destroyed in how many seconds. The arrows were still flying over Priest Giant Horn’s head, so the claystone guard he was hiding in was destroyed within a matter of instance. It was the same for the eight skeleton mages. The moment the dozens of arrows shot them, they became a pile of shattered bones with nothing to keep themselves together.

Suddenly, an “instantaneous movement” scroll appeared in Priest Giant Horn’s hands. When the arrows were just about to hit him, he became white light that disappeared where he was standing at. He didn’t want to use the scroll right away, given their scarcity. He only brought four with him, and he only had three more chances to escape death. It was quite frustrating for him, really. He wanted to set up the big circle to trap Abel, but he ended up trapping himself from escaping. In fact, it even stopped him from using that scroll.

All these miscalculations were based on one premise: Wizard Emir never thought that Abel had so many cards in his hands. He wasn’t so sure as to sell Abel out, too. He thought that Johnson was Abel’s biggest support, but from the looks of it, he was probably just a member of the large forces that were behind.

As for Abel, he mourned the loss of his hundred of his small-sized war puppets. He didn’t think that it was easy to get them back up here on the central continent.

“Come out and fight, Flying Flame! You too, White Snow!”

With no thoughts of reserving his strength, he used his power of the Will to call for Flying Flame and White Snow from his portal beast ring.

“Dragons!” he shouted. Here on the central continent, apart from the Wizard Union, the only ones that could be considered at the top of the hierarchy would have to be the dragons. Dragons seldom showed up in anyone’s sight. They had no desire for power, but they were known to be terrifyingly vengeful and protective of their own kind. If their fellows were attacked, they could gather as much of themselves as possible to eliminate the pursers in whatever ways possible.

No, Wizard Emir didn’t want to ever meet up with a dragon. That being said, he was extraordinarily confused when he saw one being summoned by a human wizard.

Anyway, Flying Flame’s eyes were fixed onto Wizard Emir as it let out a dragon’s roar. Its dark body suddenly accelerated and rushed straight towards Wizard Emir. Instead of sparing a thought, Wizard Emir immediately teleported himself to the side with an “instantaneous movement.” It didn’t seem to help, though, because as soon as he appeared, Flying Flame already turned itself into a bolt of dark lightning to rush towards him once more.

After being promoted several times, Flying Flame was even faster than a fired arrow. It could reach Wizard Emir right after he finished drawing the spell rune for “instantaneous movement.” This way, even if Wizard Emir could make several narrow escapes in a row, he was always pressured. There was no chance to retaliate with other spells. Of course, in situations such as this, the small-sized war puppets would have no ways to target Wizard Emir, either. Now that a hundred of them were already lost on such a large battleground, there weren’t enough to start another mass area sweeping arrow attack. By this logic, instead of going on the offensive, they changed their target and fired at Priest Giant Horn instead. Priest Giant Horn didn’t have much of a choice, so he, like a madman, continued to use the “bone wall” and “bone cage” to build defenses around him.

To make sure that the two defensive spells were cast quicker, he decided not to spare anything. He used the scrolls he’s saved for all these years. Of course, he was just trying to buy time. He wanted to slow down the eventual arrival of his death. Whatever he did, it was not enough to stop of ongoing attack of the arrows.

By this point, White Snow had already flown on top of Beamon’s head. A freezing frost was spat out of its mouth, and the frost-covered up Beamon’s entire body. Beamon became a lot slower because of it. Johnson went forward immediately. Instead of using the lightning long spear in his hands, what it chose to do first was to go for a hug. It did this by making sure the lightning long spear and the titan armor disappear first. By the way, the multi-surfaced metallic spheres on its body started rolling when it went for the hug. Only its head was out during this time, but he was quite slow due to the spell’s slowing effect.

Beamon screamed and screamed helplessly, but its body was being slowly sucked into the multi-surfaced metallic spheres. Eventually, there was only a head that was outside. White Snow flew straight towards Beamon’s head and readied itself for an attack.

Abel spoke to White Snow and Johnson through the soul chain, “Just go trap them!”

So White Snow’s attack, a mouthful of ice frost, while it was useless against Johnson, was severe to Beamon. On the other hand, Priest Giant Horn already took out his last “instantaneous movement” scroll. A look of despair appeared on his face.

Priest Giant Horn screamed, “Spare me, please, Wizard Abel! I have money!”

As he said pleaded, he used the scroll for his last teleportation for escape. Abel didn’t pay any attention to his plea. The small-sized war puppets continued to fire their ballista arrows towards Priest Giant Horn. Lion and Fetch were quickie pitiful of Priest Giant Horn, but they quickly changed their minds after remembering that Priest Giant Horn just told WIzard Emir to save Beamon.

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“I’m not going to die! How am I going to die! I’ll become…”

The first shot made Priest Giant Horn scream a lot, but that noise was quickly silenced by the dozens that came after. His body was quickly shot into a broken net and slammed heavily onto the ground.

Wizard Emir teleported and screamed, “Abel! You have a lot of summoned creatures with you, but you won’t keep me here! Don’t worry. I’ll make sure to tell the dragons all about you! You turned one of them into a summon creature, and you’ll be chased towards your death for that!”

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So far, he understood the situation on the battleground. It didn’t matter if he missed the kill today because no matter how many cards Abel had up his sleeves, the rule was already set. Rank nineteen wizards would always beat off rank sixteen. It was just that simple. As he knew very clearly, as long as he could find Abel’s real body and have him under the suppression of the wizard crystal, he could make it so that it was impossible to even escape with the “instantaneous movement” spell. Still, things were nowhere as easy as that. Forget about killing Abel. He hadn’t even managed to kill his beasts yet.