Chapter 150 - News
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
As Abel looked into the telescope, he saw a sea of complete red. This red sea was made out of those tiny fallen with skins that carried out the color of hell. There were at least thousands of them. Within the sea of Fallen, you could faintly see the shadows of a Fallen shaman lurking within.
Fallen were not one of those slow-moving creatures of hell like zombies. Although they are small, they were able to move very fast. Fortunately, Fallen were not as fearless as zombies, and as soon as they saw their allies being injured or killed in battle, they would immediately flock the battlefield.
The fallen shaman was the leader of the Fallen, and as long as the Shipwreck wizards were still alive, the Fallen would possess immortal existence; the Fallen shaman could continue to resurrect the dead Fallen. Unless the body of the Shipwreck was frozen after being hit into scattered ice debris, the Fallen would be able to be resurrected infinitely.
At the same time, these Fallen shamans were also the masters of the fire spell, which can be seen from their skins. Their red skin represented the color of hell,
Fallen shamans used “Firebomb” to attack their enemies, demonstrating their mastery of the fire spells. This made the existence of the Fallen shamans along with a large amount of Fallen, an extremely dangerous threat.
By this point, Abel had completely given up his motivation to search for the flesh blood wasteland. That large army of Fallen was like a brick wall to Abel. If it was only a few Fallen, he might have the chance to kill them off, but such a large number Fallen had exceeded his ability by a long shot. On top of that, a Fallen shaman was lurking within.
If only the Black wind were here, thought Abel. Even if he couldn’t fight off the enemies, he would’ve been able to escape.
At this time, Abel finally understood the meaning of this sentence, “A knight without a mount is not considered a real knight.” In the training of knights since childhood, there was little training in fast movement. The human bodies weren’t built to move quickly. Hence, humans found a solution, which was a mount.
With Abel possessing the first mount wolf in the Holy Continent, it would’ve added extra power for a knight. Even if Abel couldn’t deal with so many of the Fallen at a time, if Black Wind was here, he would’ve been able to use speed to separate the Fallen, kill the Fallen shaman hiding inside first, and then slowly eradicate the rest of the Fallen.
Although Abel was only an intermediate knight, he could easily beat the Elite knights, which made him extremely proud of himself. Moreover, when he was using his knight abilities, he was able to withstand a commander for a short period. While he wasn’t able to beat the commander, the feeling of being able to withstand commanders already made his heart fill with superiority. Coupled with his recent magic spells, it had truly strengthened his capability in battle once again.
As Abel stood in the fresh blood wasteland, the truth had struck him hard. Although he looked powerful, in this world, his knight abilities couldn’t even kill the lowest levels of creatures easily. Furthermore, his mana limitations were an issue. When facing many from hell, he was hopeless.
Abel was, once again, eager to improve his strength. He had so much to learn whether it was rune card or new spells, especially group attack spells, which were the fastest way to improve his strength.
Looking at the time, it was already getting dark. It was a long way from the Rogue encampment. Abel took a scroll of town portal from the Horadeic cube, filled it with magical power, and a portal opened.
This was Abel’s first time opening the portal in the wild. As he stepped his foot into the portal, he thought he would return to his mansion in Triumph boulevard. However, after he had woken up from the vertigo of teleportation, he realized he was not inside his mansion in Triumph boulevard. Still, instead, he had returned to the campfire in the Rogue encampment.
This unexpected discovery surprised Abel. Was there something wrong with the Scrolls of town portal? If anything had gone wrong with the scrolls, he would’ve never been able to return to the Holy Continent. Here, there was no food, no people, and he could not last long, even with his enormous portal bag.
Confused and terrified, Abel tried to open another scroll of town portal, and a new portal appeared in front of his eyes.
Abel prayed a little before entering the portal, even though he didn’t believe in gods. As he stepped into the portal, his body disappeared from Rogue encampment.
In Abel’s mansion on the Triumph Avenue, in his room, a blue portal appeared in isolation.
When Abel opened his eyes and saw the huge forest around him, his brain was unable to turn. It took him a moment to realize that this was the illusion of isolation circle. Finally, he had successfully returned to the Holy Continent inside his room.
It turned out that the town scrolls would only return to the Holy Continent if it was being used in Rogue encampment, and only back to the camp if they were used in the wild. Abel suddenly realized that this discovery of the town scrolls would greatly reduce travel time too.
If the scroll of town portal could teleport him directly back to the holy continent. Then, there would be a high chance some problems might occur, and teleport him somewhere else along the way back to Rogue encampment. Therefore, he might get attack by creatures from hell, during his dizzy teleportation state. Abel liked this feature of the scroll of town portal.
Abel took out the circle control card and closed the isolation circle. Throughout one night, the magical power within the delicate magic gem had only decreased a little bit. With this interpretation, a delicate magic gem like this could support enough magical power to sustain an isolation circle to open for a month
Abel put away the isolation circle. He then went to the bathroom, cleaned himself, put on clean clothes, and walked out of the bathroom refreshed.
“Master, the messenger from Bennett city has come over!” Ken, the housekeeper, who was already waiting outside the door, stepped forward as Abel left the room.
“What’s the matter with my father?” Abel wondered to himself. Then he said to Ken, “Send the messenger to the guest lounge!”
‘Yes, master! Bow down and walked out.
When Abel went into the guest lounge, a servant brought in some snacks and juice. Ken then came in with a dusty middle-aged man.
“Norman, it’s you. What’s the matter at home?” Norman was one of the six soldiers who had once been Abel’s bodyguard. Abel knew Normal well and asked him warmly when he saw him.
“The Knight of Bennett has asked me to bring you a letter, my Lord.” When Norman saw that Abel remembered his name, he saluted with some excitement and took from his bosom a parchment sealed in wax and handed it to Abel.
“Norman, you’ve had a hard trip!” As he said this, Abel opened the scroll and read it from top to bottom. Then he smiled happily, “Ah, looks like my elder brother is getting married, this is great.”
“Oh, before I came, Young master Zach told me to tell you don’t forget the gift you promised him,” Norman spoke softly as if he was somewhat ashamed of what young master Zach had said, but he had must obey young master Zach’s request and read out the message.
“Haha, Zach still remembers. Alright, I will prepare his gifts after this.”
To receive family news from afar, as well as happy news made Abel very happy within his heart. With his current blacksmith skills, he could easily forge a set of magic knight’s armor and a full set of the magic weapon of the shield for Bennett family to pass down to their next generation. To Abel, it was a pity that he couldn’t learn new runes. Otherwise, he would’ve had more choices.
“Norman, wait a minute,” said Abel.
Abel then ordered Ken to bring in the parchment and ink. He wanted to tell his brother about his current situation and give a detailed response that he would rush back to attend his wedding. Although Abel was still the son of the knight of Bennett, on paper, he was no longer a member of the Bennett family. Therefore, regarding the response, it was still better to keep it formal.
After writing the letter, Abel handed it to Norman and said, “You can rest here for a few days. Ken will arrange your place and just hand this letter over to my father when you return.”
“Yes, my Lord.” Norman bowed to receive the letter and withdrew.
After Norman left, Abel turned to Ken and said, “Ken, in two months, my big brother Zach will be getting married. I’ll need you to start buying some of the most popular ornaments in Bakong City, and ask Coder winery to send a batch of wine to Bennett castle.”
