Abe The Wizard Chapter 224
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Abe the Wizard Chapter 224 – Hunting
The first rays of sunlight scattered on the Double Moon forest.
Abel also woke up on time. He couldn’t take out Akara’s tent because of the surrounding environment. Inside the tent, his perception of danger would be greatly reduced. For example, when the savage bees attacked, if it was not in the Akara’s tent, he would have already perceived the danger before the savage bees attacked.
In fact, Abel didn’t know the difference between his elite knights’ feeling and other knights’, because it was rare for a knight to have the power of the will like him, and no knight had his soul strength. These two abilities made his feeling too aware of the danger.
Being in Akara’s tent was equivalent to being in another space. His feeling could perceive the danger outside. Now Abel and Loraine used ordinary tents. If something happened, he could find out immediately.
“Loraine, you stay on White Cloud’s back today. Don’t get off!” Abel said solemnly. When the dwarves had breakfast, Abel and Loraine did not have breakfast, but sat down together and drank juice.
“Yes, brother Abel, I promise you that I won’t get off from White Cloud’s back, you must be careful as well.” Loraine raised her hand, made a swearing gesture, and then her face was tense and concerned, saying quietly.
“Although it’s dangerous here, I have Black Wind. You know how fast Black Wind is, and let me tell you a secret!” Abel said and looked around.
After hearing that Abel was going to tell Loraine a secret, she looked pleased to be able to know Abel’s secret.
“Black Wind is already a rank-order spirit beast. It has the ability to escape. As long as it wants to escape, no creature can stop it!” Abel said softly next to Loraine’s.
“Black Wind …” Loraine screamed in surprise, and quickly covered her mouth, looked around, and found no one noticed her, then she put her hand down and closed her mouth to stop talking
Lorraine was an elf. She knew the difficulty of upgrading the order of spirit beasts better than humans. Now White Cloud had been upgraded, and Black Wind had as well. If one mount was upgraded by chance, what about two? No wonder Abel wanted to keep this secret, this secret was a big temptation to all those who had mounts.
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Abel rode Black Wind, bid farewell to Loraine, and set off with the team. Six dwarves pangolin knights, two junior wizards, and a golden flying ride. Such a team could already be considered an army.
Because Abel’s rum suppressed Bernie’s chills, Bernie set off with him.
Although it was winter, all the plants in the Double Moon forest were still green. This was the largest forest in the Holy Continent. Its strange location made the climate mild throughout the year, and it was a paradise for plants and animals.
Due to the barriers of the Earth-Dividing Mountain Range, humans rarely set foot here. The team came along all the way, and constantly found animals that were alarmed.
“There should be a spirit beast nearby!” The boss of the Borton brothers walked headmost; he looked at the ground and said.
“How did you know that?” Abel asked curiously, watching the marks on the ground as well.
“After walking for a long time, we haven’t found any beasts. There are only some small herbivores, indicating that the predators here have been driven away from here. The way we walked by, there was only one kind of footprint with claws on the ground.” The boss of the Borton brothers explained and pointed to a place on the ground.
Abel looked closely in the direction of Borton brothers’ boss’ finger, and there were directly a set of shallow footprints in the shape of plum blossoms and were clearly to see the traces of the sharp claws touching the ground.
These footprints were so shallow that it would be difficult for Abel himself to find these traces without the guidance from Borton brothers’ boss.
“This spirit beast is very dexterous; it seems to be a kind of lynx.” Although Borton used the uncertain word “seems,” his tone was quite certain.
At this point, Abel’s feeling had sensed the danger was approaching. He looked at the big tree not far ahead. A gray and trunk-shaped figure appeared on a thick branch.
“Over there!” Abel whispered, pointing at the grey figure.
The Borton brothers’ boss looked at Abel in surprise, and Abel’s perception was a bit unexpected.
Last night, Bernie specifically talked to them and informed his decision. The dwarves had no objection to giving all the crystal cores to Abel. Compared with the life-saving grace, little crystal cores were not much, but it was a little difficult for them to teach Abel jungle hunting.
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Jungle hunting was a technique; finding and tracking traces, determining locations, and finally killing. Each step of the entire process required the interdependence of experience and skills, each of which required a long time of practice, and also required talent.
To teach a third-level wizard to hunt in the jungle, they had to teach him how to survive in the jungle first, but teaching that was already difficult.
However, the Borton brothers’ boss now had some confidence for Abel. Abel was faster than him, a veteran, in finding prey. This showed that Abel was very talented in this field. Next, would be observing Abel’s combat ability.
“Master Abel, this is a claw lynx, a very low-level spirit beast. The most powerful thing is its claw. It can easily break the armor. This is your first prey. We will help you only when your life is in danger.” The Borton brothers’ boss smiled and put away the sword in his hand, said as if he was ready to see Abel to be attacked
Although Borton brothers’ boss said so, he had quietly taken out a dagger from his arms, ready to throw it out to rescue Abel at any time.
Abel jumped down from Black Wind, let the Black Wind stand to the other side, and then patted the portal bag. A magic iron sword forged by a black iron meteorite had gone to his right hand, and a magic shield had added to his left hand.
This was the first time that Abel had encountered a spirit beast in the wild. Although the level of it was not high, it could also be used for practicing. He would try to gauge the spirit beast’s strength. If he rode Black Wind, he couldn’t reach the purpose of testing.
The dwarves’ eyes tightened. If it was normal for Abel to have a magic sword with iron meteorite as a master blacksmith, holding a large sword and shield during battle could only show that Abel was very confident in melee.
Abel struck the shield with his big sword, and looked at the claw lynx, making a provocative action.
Although the claw lynx was called a lynx, his body was larger than an ordinary leopard. This action pissed of the lynx. When it saw him standing at the forefront from the dwarves behind, the claw lynx jumped off the tree and rushed over.
With a shield stroke, Abel’s shield in his left-hand stroke at an oblique 45-degree angle, and resolved the attack of the claw lynx with minimal force. Claw lynx’s paw flickered with lightning, although it stopped the attack, Abel’s big sword swept its body.
When the sword-tip swept the body of claw lynx, Abel felt it just like a sword-tip hit a piece of cooked cowhide; he could not penetrate the skin of claw lynx but felt a kind of rebound.
The Borton brothers’ boss saw Abel’s movements at the back and nodded, he could see that he has been trained by the knight’s system, and each movement was very standard in place, such as he had undergone thousands of hardships. It couldn’t be done overnight, and it was impossible to have such an ability without years of hard work.
While the Borton brothers’ Boss was sighing, Abel had discovered that if he did not use combat qi, he could not break the defense from claw lynx. After realizing that, the golden light flashed in his body, flocking toward the big sword in his hand through his palm.
Suddenly, the big sword of victory had become a big golden sword. The claw lynx was hit by Abel’s sword. Although it was blocked, it was still very painful. At this time, it turned it’s body and moved to Abel’s back.
The elite knight’s feeling made Abel’s basic combat action become instinct. When the claw lynx’s two claws were ready to attack, a shield was already put in front of it. With a few harsh frictions, the claw lynx’s attack was once again useless.
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