Abe The Wizard Chapter 1504
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Chapter 1504: Arrival
Abel sat above the Golden Castle, feeling like his life was perfect. He had broken through the limits of this world, and the Wizard Union was now under his control.
Still, he knew he could not let his guard down until Wizard Basham and Archangel Tyrael were captured. The destruction they could unleash was too serious.
His sixteen gods had been searching for their traces, but there was no luck.
“Huh?” Abel suddenly turned around after he sensed a strange energy wave. It was similar to a dimension crack, but he was not sure.
But he quickly sensed the energy of Hell, and his face began to sink.
“Little Bro, follow me!” he yelled.
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He quickly arrived at the Wizard Union, pinpointing the precise place on a map of the Central Continent.
Since he had the map memorized, he soon discovered it was from a place called Marlo City.
By that point he had already put Little Bro in his Monster Ring. He immediately returned to the Golden Castle’s giant Teleportation Circle.
He connected to the Wizard Spirit and selected Marlo City as his destination. If its Teleportation Circle was destroyed, he could only arrive at the next nearest Teleportation Circle, which was five hundred miles away!
…
To his surprise, it still worked!
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As soon as he appeared, he was faced with Hell in its truest form.
The ground was drenched in blood with that familiar stench.
He could also sense Wizard Basham, Archangel Tyrael, and a powerful, familiar energy. He remembered it from the Dark World, but back then it was not as powerful.
The Lord of Terror! And he had only ever seen its clone!
After the Dark World had become Abel’s Inner World, his senses had become much stronger.
With a Flash, he approached the area where the three energies were fighting.
Archangel Tyrael was surrounded by his forty Holy knights. Around them were a group of zombies.
Wizard Basham, on the other hand, was attacking a giant red arm, but it was holding up even under Wizard Basham’s frantic attacks.
Abel was stunned at how strong each of those zombies were. Each time the Holy Knights landed a strike, the zombies would quickly regenerate.
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As their numbers kept growing, it was plain Archangel Tyrael would not last for long.
“Holy Freeze, Holy Charge!” Auras were being unleashed from the Holy knights, but they didn’t do much damage. The most they could do was numb and slow down the zombies.
Still, those zombies did not have Inner Worlds, and they could only walk slowly. They would fall over if they moved even a little bit faster.
When Archangel Tyrael saw Abel, he felt his heart lift. “Abel, I’ll leave this to you!”
Wizard Basham also Flashed away without hesitation.
Soon both of them had quickly sped away, leaving Abel standing there.
Abel did not chase after them, as he knew the consequences if the Lord of Terror entered this world.
It would be taken over by Hell!!!
As the red arm continued to twitch, the dimensional Portal began to expand.
“Little Bro, grab him!” Abel ordered grimly.
A black hole appeared in front of him, and Little Bro jumped out. He dashed towards the Lord of Terror’s arm and struck down with both claws.
“Damn it, you took my clone!” the Lord of Terror roared in outrage.
The Super Lord of Destruction was a failed experiment he had left over in the Dark World. Its attributes were superior to all his other clones, but it couldn’t use the suppressive power of Hell. In the end, it was a failed experiment.
Still, someone else using his clone was a great insult to the mighty demon king.
Since Little Bro was almost just as strong physically and was grabbing his arm with all its force, he just could not get rid of it.
Most importantly, he could not use his full power from another world!
Still, the Lord of Terror was not too worried. After his 1.3 million top rank zombies were fully animated, he could totally expand the Portal and allow himself to enter.
Since Archangel Tyrael was now gone, those zombies slowly turned towards Abel.
It was an intense moment. Abel thought of his God Rank Summons, but soon scrapped the idea.
If even Archangel Tyrael’s Holy knights couldn’t do any damage, his normal God Ranks wouldn’t either!
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Furthermore, the place was replete with the blood of Hell. Those zombies had unlimited resources to regenerate themselves.
“Seems like I have no choice!” Abel mumbled.
With a wave, a being with full angelic gear appeared behind him. His Angel Avatar!
Abel sent half of his consciousness to the Angel Avatar. The Angel Avatar charged towards a group of zombies.
He used his Angel Shield to knock them back before slashing them through the neck with his Angel Sword.
Since those zombies were controlled by the Lord of Terror’s souls, an attack like that would normally be useless, even for the most powerful Holy Knight. After all, those souls were hand-picked. They were the best of the best, and were fully in line with the Lord of Terror’s will after some alterations.
Pure souls like that were extremely rare, even in this world. It was why Lorraine was so special to Abel!
However, the Angel Avatar had the Light Energy, the natural counter to the Lord of Terror’s energy. If Abel hadn’t had it, the only way to kill those zombies would have been to slowly drain their health, which was hopeless considering how much blood from Hell was around to replenish them.
Considering how slow those zombies were, they had zero chance of dodging the strikes.
Ahh! A big cut was opened up, but the head of the zombie was strike dangling. As its body continued to move, blood gushed out from below and the zombie began to heal.
Large chunks of flesh were replenishing at a frightening rate, so the Avatar followed up with another slash at the same spot.
Green poison blasted out from the zombie and a fifth of the Avatar’s health was taken, but a single poison antidote stopped the damage from spreading any further.
At the same time, he saw a soul flying back to the Lord of Terror, so he quickly reached out his hand to grab it.
As soon as they made contact, the soul was purified, turned into energy, and entered his Angel Avatar!
“Damn you, angel! I will torture your soul for ten thousand years!” the Lord of Terror roared.
Meanwhile, Abel’s human body flew up and connected with God Rank Two through the Soul Chain. After Abel reached thirty meters above the ground, those zombies couldn’t do anything to him, even with their poison.
He activated an Energy Aura, and the power of the Angel Avatar’s attacks increased fivefold.
By that point the Avatar was going after the second zombie, but this time it was much easier with the Aura enchantment!
There was no need for him to even go all out, and he quickly grabbed another soul.
His power took another step up and his eyes began to spark with greed as he turned toward more of the zombies.
They were the path for him to get more powerful!
At that point God Rank Two suddenly appeared in the sky as well. As their Power of The Will connected, the Angel Avatar appeared in front of another zombie with a Flash.
Soon, it was no longer a battle, but a massacre!
The Avatar’s Light Energy was totally slaughtering the Dark Energy zombies!
Everything in the world had a balance. Since the Lord of Terror had sacrificed large amounts of his energy Animating those zombies, that energy could be absorbed once the zombies died. Abel’s Light Energy was the perfect candidate to do so!
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As Archangel Tyrael sped away, he sensed a familiar angelic energy, and he quickly looked back towards Marlo City.
Since Abel was no longer hiding his Angel Avatar, its energy was fully exposed.
“I am not alone!” Archangel Tyrael murmured…
It was very hard for him to feel any sympathy for humans. He could be good to them when times were good, but at the same time he couldn’t care less about sacrificing them when needed. However, sensing the presence of another Angel truly moved his heart. It was a special bond for a comrade!
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