Abe the Wizard - Chapter 1074

The golden angel’s energy originated from the holy energy of the holy armor. Although it had a lot, it was not unlimited. On the other hand, all the black spirit needed was mana gems.

Normally mana gems could not be compared with holy energy, but it was a totally different story considering the massive amount Abel had taken out.

Under the green dome of the Oak Tree, the golden angel was engulfed in black smoke. It was a battle of who could burn the most energy.

Time passed, but Abel never took his eyes off the battlefield.

It was not that he didn’t want to get involved, but he might not be able to do anything to the power of will of a demon, even in his most powerful dragon form.

After all, the scale of victory was tipping towards the black spirit even though the process was slow.

The only way to combat the power of will was the power of will itself. When 2 professionals fought with each other, both parties could use their power of will to target their opponent with spells or physical attacks.

Therefore Abel’s spells and physical attacks were useless. He wouldn’t dare to approach the golden angel with his own power of will. That thing was a true supreme-ruler’s power of will, after all, even if half of it was destroyed.

He could also use his holy energy to attack, but he wasn’t confident, considering his current skill as a supreme-ruler.

Therefore, he could only slowly wait for victory to arrive.

He never expected a powerful spirit like a black spirit could emerge from a subcontinent.

Something with the power to absorb the power of will was totally beyond his imagination, but it was the first thing he thought of when he saw that golden angel was formed by the power of will.

Of course, this did not mean the black spirit could take down a supreme-ruler. That golden angel was only a part of a supreme-ruler’s power of will. In fact, compared to the actual demon from beyond’s abilities, the black spirit was useless.

Still, the black spirit could be used on a protection circle for a scary passive attack ability.

The golden angel screamed, but not a single sound came out as it was fully surrounded by black fog.

His opponent was not strong, but it was a true hassle. How could he lose to an impersonated supreme-ruler, an infant stage tree of life, and an abnormal spirit with mana gem as support?

However, that impersonated supreme-ruler had the same energy as him, so he really wanted to know who he was.

Still, a strand of consciousness without a body could not use the power of a true supreme-ruler.

The demon from beyond never expected someone other than a true supreme-ruler to take down his strand of consciousness in the holy armor, yet it was slowly being drained by the black spirit and a tree of life.

It was hopeless. His body was sleeping, and he could not return to report what was happening.

The wings of the golden angel began to fade, followed by its limbs, torso, and finally, the head. It gave Abel a final look of hatred, and it was fully swallowed up.

Abel let out a breath of relief. He had totally overestimated his ability as a supreme-ruler. He was still no match to an actual supreme-ruler.

The victory looked simple, but that was only because the golden power of will was weakened by half before its awakening, the tree of life as support, his world stone’s ability to move, and the black spirit.

Seeing almost 200 top-level gens were used just from this, he could only imagine what an actual war with the demon from beyond would be like.

If this many top-level gems were used all at once, a giant city would be wipe flat immediately.

However, what happened was not a total loss for the black spirit. A strand of gold emerged from the black fog after the remaining golden power of will was absorbed.

The black spirit recognized Abel as an owner, so it was no longer a threat to Abel’s power of will.

But since half of the golden power of will was absorbed by Abel’s power of will through the holy spell, he quickly examined it.

To his surprise, his transparent power of will had gained a golden hue, so it was no longer invisible.

“What’s up with that?” Abel said irritatedly.

The power of will was the most important thing when it comes to investing in your opponent. There would be many things one couldn’t do if it lost its secretive nature.

But soon, he realized the golden hue began to settle, and his power of will had become transparent again.

“Ah, maybe I can control the colour of my power of will?” He thought to himself.

As he kept thinking, the golden hue emerged again.

But this golden hue didn’t have any fighting ability anyway, and he couldn’t think of a situation where it would be beneficial.

But soon, he realized the true power he gained. He reached his power of will towards a branch on the ground to pick it up, and it went straight through.

Abel thought his power of will must have died, but soon he realized that branch was actually cut in half.

As you know, picking up something with the power of will was already extremely strong for a law-defying wizard, but now it had almost become a sharp blade. The power was beyond his imagination.

At that moment, he felt like the legendary knight who was chasing after him that day could no longer suppress him.

If a supreme-ruler was by Abel’s side, it would be able to tell that Abel’s power of will had reached the level of a supreme-ruler even though his ability as a supreme-ruler was still on a surface level. A golden hue was the reflection of his power of will reaching its pinnacle.

Abel carefully began to adapt to his new power of will to avoid damaging stuff if he went all out.

If he tried to scan the environment around him, he might cut everything in half!

But that was only possible because everything around him had no protection. For a profession on guard, his power of will would not be powerful enough.

After some time, he had gotten used to adjusting the power.

Abel picked up the holy armor again. The golden glow on its surface had faded. Instead, it was replaced with a strong vintage tone.

The delicate patterns of the armor were exposed, but it was not the pattern system of the Central Continent or the Dark World.

He could not identify it, so he could not examine the ability of this armor.

His power of will was the only power of will that remained on this armor, so the thing now belonged to him.

He gently placed his finger on it, and the armor disappeared in a flash.

Since he was the owner, the armor could hide inside his body, waiting to be summoned at any time.

“Gear up!” Abel mumbled, and the armor reappeared on him. But soon, he realized this armor did not give him any extra attribute or spell enchantment.

After a few tries, the only special thing he noticed about this armor was its hard surface.

Since all holy objects were made with holy power, having an almost indestructible surface was given.

Not to mention they all had a self-repairing ability, so this armor was truly indestructible.

But armor like this was only blue rank at most in the Dark World. What so holy about it?

Abel shook his head and put the armor away again with disappointment.

This thing was the result of him risking his life and sacrificing 200 top-level gems.

“Is this thing not suitable for normal people?” Abel was suddenly struck by an idea.

He turned to Izual in the crystal angel statue. Although he was no longer an angel recognized by heaven, he was still a true supreme-ruler-rank angel.

By the look of that golden angel, the demon from beyond might be an angel as well.

This meant the holy armor was the armor for angels, and Izual might be able to put it on.

Up to this point, he transferred the holy armor towards the crystal angel statue and commanded Izual to put it on.

When the armor made contact with Izual’s non-psychotic body, it immediately turned into a hooded robe, and Izual’s body was solidified.

The only thing that remained mystical were his wings. Besides that, his entire body was wrapped in a hooded robe with delicate stitchings.

“Izual, come out of the crystal angel statue!” Abel ordered.

However, Izual kept praying as though he never heard him.

“shit, what does that holy armour do!” Abel almost wanted to strangle someone.

He was right that this armor was for angels, but Izual did not have any consciousness. It almost would not listen to him, so it was impossible for him to test out this armor.

As Abel was getting frustrated with the armor, a saint was holding a crystal skull in his hand in the Central Continent’s Holy Kingdom palace.

This holy object stolen from the Crazy heart valley was filled with tortured souls. As soon as their supreme-ruler reawakened, they would be purified and receive large amounts of pure faith.

Although this holy object could not create more faith, it could still go neck to neck with other holy objects.

“Finally a holy object, our lord will be able to use it to power up himself when he reawakens!” The saint placed his hand on the crystal skull and thought to himself.

They had finally succeeded after so many failed attempts. After all, there were not many actually useful holy objects for a supreme-ruler.

Suddenly, a crisp cracking sound emerged from the guardian wings, and a feather dropped down. When it was hundreds of meters above ground, it turned into sparkles in the sky.

The condition of the guardian wing was reflected through a monitor circle in front of the saint.

“Ah!” The saint felt a sharp pain in his heart as he spat out a mouthful of blood dripping down on his white robe.

“The armour of my lord!” He yelled as information from the guardian wing ran through his head.

He had a special bond with the guardian wings. As a part of the supreme-ruler, its status was equal to supreme-ruler.

The damage he took was from his supreme-ruler’s power of will–from the holy armor being destroyed.

The saint immediately knew something happened in the Lance Continent, but even if their plan failed, the holy armor should still be intact.

He felt hurt when the holy portal bag was stolen as well, but that was the saint’s possession.

On the other hand, the holy armor was the possession of his lord, so it possessed a part of his lord’s power.

Suppose it could be stolen this easily. His lord would lose his edge. The saint felt his heart burning.

“Who is it that stole my lord’s armour!” He roared, and his voice sent chill down the spines of the holy knights around.