Chapter 1278

Chapter 1278: Ability

Abel didn't have to repair the starlight protection circle. The puppets took care of it.

Even headmaster Eugene and the others bite their tongue in jealousy.

Worker puppets were the dwarves, and even the wizard union didn't have many.

Moving thousands of them at once also signified that the golden castle had an extremely powerful spirit. Normal ones could only control 10 puppets at most.

Meanwhile, Abel focused all his attention on Doff's soul since strange changes continued to happen.

As holy energy rushed into Doff, its bones began to regenerate.

As for the Battlecry Plateau, the prayers of the Barbarians became even more vibrant. Just like its name suggested, the entire sky was filled with battlecry.

Golden sparks shone on the body of every Barbarian as their faith turned into holy crystals to restructure a skeleton for Doff. The first was the spine, then was the skull, followed by the ribs, and finally the limbs. As time went on, the details only became more defined.

No one sensed what was happening clearer than Abel, but surprisingly, the skeleton created was not the skeleton of a Beamon.

It was only 5 meters tall, and it looked exactly like a human. How?

But Abel didn't care too much. Maybe a human form was even better. After all, even the dragons prefer their human form in normal times.

Although Abel didn't know about the benefits that were about to come with this, it seemed right from the documents he read.

It was at this moment, Doff's skull began to shift.

Its forehead, nose, jaw, ears, and eyes became more defined, and Abel was stunned.

He recognized this farce. The 2 Vice Presidents of the wizard union also did.

"Huh, this face looks familiar!" Headmaster Eugene mumbled. But the time of gods was too long ago, so he couldn't remember who it belonged to.

"Headmaster Eugene, this is the face of the god of war!" Wizard Brennan said in a strange tone.

He was certain the god of war was not the one forming this holy body because he was the one who sent his body into the front line and watched its soul blast into pieces.

"Can't blue dragon Abel control the formation process?" Headmaster Eugene was also confused.

The god of war was famous in his times, and he was one of the first forces to go against the wizard union.

As far as headmaster Eugene knew, there were a few god-rank wizards in the wizard union who had an unforgettable grudge against the god of war. Too many people had died in his hands.

"Maybe no one told blue dragon Abel that he could control the face and the body!" Wizard Brennan shook his head.

If Doff really ended up looking like the god of war, Abel would be the only one to blame.

Abel was forming the holy through the will of the holy crystal, as long as that was what the guide he got from Thief god Milton mentioned.

If a god was to construct a holy body, they would do so according to their own appearance. Although the size may vary, the ratio would still be the same.

But Abel was the one controlling Doff, and he did not add any special will to shape Doff's appearance.

As for Doff itself, the autonomy of its soul was completely handed over to Abel.

However, a holy body needed an appearance, and the Barbarians had a perfect model.

After all, they all had the god of war's face in mind when they prayed.

Abel felt a little helpless. Was he going to spend another 10 holy crystals to star all over again?

But he wasn't going to be that wasteful. Maybe it would be a good thing for the Barbarians if Doff was looking like this.

Ok, from now on, Doff was the god of war, and the god of war is Doff!

"What comes after is more important anyway!" Headmaster Eugene then said as he attentively watched what was happening.

"Does that Beamon have any special ability?" Wizard Brennan asked. Although he was a Vice President, he didn't have time to look through the records of a Beamon.

Doff's ability would play a huge role in the power of its holy body. Take their god Milton for example. He only had 4 skills: 'invisibility,' 'scent hidden,' 'wall penetration,' and 'speed.'

"What else can a beamon have other than strength?" Wizard Smith lowered his voice.

He didn't like Abel. He only stayed to see the outcome.

"Smith, I'll make a bet with you. If the beamon ends up with 3 skills, promise not to give blue dragon Abel any trouble before he becomes a god. If I lose, then you don't have to go into retreat for 1000 years!" Headmaster Eugene said with a provoking tone

"Haha, the beamons are only known as number one because the orcs have exaggerated it. The most powerful spiritual beasts on land have been wiped out by us wizards long ago!" Wizard Smith immediately took the bet.

Wizard Brennan, on the other hand, kept quiet. He just didn't want the two god ranks to fight. He couldn't care less what they did.

Golden holy energy charged into Doff's soul and unleashed their glow.

It was beginning to transform once again.

A nail-sized crystal was forming from within. It was the godhead.

Abel sensed an absorption force through his intuition. He knew what he was about to do was to guide his knowledge in Doff's soul to form Doff's future abilities.

Abel knew about Doff even more than Doff itself. Although its soul had reached god rank, its intelligence was still remaining at a basic level since it was a Beamon and it was resurrected.

Abel began his command, and Doff's abilities began to glow in its soul. Abel fixed on the spark of the Barbarian profession, but somehow it was not moving.

Therefore, he could only select other sparks. The most obvious one was strengthened, which had the power to destroy a city wall.

This ability had given Abel's enemy countless hard times.

He dragged the strength's spark into the godhead, and it was immediately absorbed. Soon, a strange symbol emerged from it.

The god ranks in the sky saw a white beam shooting out from Doff's head, meaning it had gotten its first ability.

But they all remained silent.

Abel then turned to the battle instinct's spark. Although it was merely an instinct for a war type monster, it would be extremely powerful as long as it was coming from a god. Doff did not have many abilities anyway, so he might as well just pick the Battle instinct.

"Two abilities!" Headmaster Eugene smiled.

"Eugene, I've studied beamons long ago and I know they can only have 2 abilities at most. Strength and Battle instinct!" Wizard Smith smirked and replied.

After all, he wouldn't take the bet if he wasn't so confident.

"But I don't think blue dragon Abel will just sign a contract with the normal beamon!" Headmaster Eugene bites back.

"Then let's see!" Wizard Smith said, and the two turned their focus back to the Beamon.

Abel turned to the 4th spark, which was the last spark, and it was the teleportation ability it got from hell after drinking a skill potion.

As for the skills it got from the ancient totem, they weren't appearing in this soul at all.

Abel hesitated as he dragged the teleportation skill into Doff's godhead. After all, it was not a skill from this world.

However, it was smoothly absorbed, just like the others.

"Haha, Smith, you lose!" Headmaster Eugene laughed as the third beam shot up.

The reason he made this bet was to guarantee Abel's safety because he knew wizard Smith was not fond of him.

The golden castle might be able to go against god ranks, but wizard Smith might make a move as soon as Abel left.

In Abel's current state as a young blue dragon, he might not be able to go against wizard Smith even with Doff as a god.

Headmaster Eugene knew he couldn't protect Abel at all times, so he had to make sure wizard Smith kept his promise.

"Eugene, don't worry. I am a man of my words!" Wizard Smith looked spiteful, but he still accepted.

Breaking a promise would affect the way he thought about himself, and that was not good for his training.

Both god ranks knew about this very well, and no treasure in this world could make up for it. Not to mention, the others of the same rank would also look down on the ones who broke a promise.

"Haha, then I'll grant you the privilege to go into retreat for 500 years instead of 1000 years!" Headmaster Eugene laughed.

Wizard Smith gazed at him but did not say anything. He knew he had to repair their relationship as well.