Abe the Wizard

Chapter 475 Show Off

White Cloud had a soul, so it began to make doom ‘ghoo ghoo’ sound as a reply. The Lord of Marshall liked White Cloud quite a bit.

Sky sparrows were normally cowards, despite how calm they were, but White Cloud was not a normal sky sparrow. It not only had a gigantic body, but it also had an invisible ability, which no other sky sparrows had. White Cloud was a spiritual beast.

Abel began to smile when he saw The Lord of Marshall interacting with White Cloud. Joy filled his heart; they were just like one big family.

“Uncle Marshall, the next contracted beast might scare your war horse, so you better put a blind on them!” Abel pointed towards the war horse.

“What’s so scary, I trust my old war horse!” The Lord of Marshall said so, but he still put a blind on his war horse.

“Flying Flame, come out!” Said Abel as he opened the portal again.

Flying Flame stumbled out with its 2 little legs. It rushed towards Abel the moment it was out and began swinging the portal bag in its chest.

“How come you are still alive after eating so many hunger potions, and you still didn’t grow a single bit!” Abel laughed. He took out some more hunger potions from his portal bag and threw it on the floor.

Flying Flame happily bent down and used the claws on its wings to pick up the potions, then put it in its own portal bag. It had been locked up in the monster ring for 2 days. The only thing it could do was eating those potions.

Of course, Abel was surprised that a contracted beast could bring a portal bag along with it into the monster ring, but Abel was sure this thing was on the same level if not higher than the transformation necklace.

The transformation necklace was made by the legendary elf G.o.ddess. It was a G.o.dly object.

Abel believed inside this monster ring had a universe of its own. Both the gigantic White Cloud or the 50 meters tall Johnson could live inside without a single problem.

The only thing that came close to the monster ring was his two storage devices from the Dark World. The Horadric Cube and the personal storage box. Although Abel didn’t know the actual name of the ring, it sure was G.o.dly.

“A Dragon!” The Lord of Marshall yelled in shock.

Although Flying Flame had acted very cute since it appeared in front of Abel, it still didn’t change the fact that it was a dragon.

Dragons were great beings in the Holy Continent. The word great was not tossed around easily. Normally it was only used to describe G.o.ds or kings, so you could see just how high a dragon’s status was.

Flying Flame did not let out a single bit of scent, that’s why that war horse was still standing.

“Uncle Marshall, this is Flying Flame. At first, it was only a 2 legged flying dragon, but now it has 4 legs!” Abel introduced, looking at the frightened face of his uncle.

“Abel, this is a dragon!” The Lord of Marshall yelled again.

“Actually, it’s a pseudo-dragon!” Abel explained.

“Ok, got it. You signed a contract with a dragon. How powerful is this thing?” The Lord of Marshall asked, trying to pull himself together again.

“Very powerful. But it can only go head to head with a single elite wizard at most!” Abel replied.

The Lord of Marshall did not know how powerful an elite wizard was, but he saw a novice wizard easily killing an elite knight before.

It was very hard for Abel to explain Flying Flame’s actual fighting power. When it came to attack force, Flying Flame could smash any elite wizards, but the ‘move in a flash’ ability of Elite Wizards could almost make its attack useless.

No matter how powerful their opponents were, an elite wizard could flash away directly or move as they attacked as long as there was nothing interrupting the s.p.a.ce.

If Flying Flame fought an elite wizard in a fixed s.p.a.ce, they would die in no time. Flying Flame would have an advantage in all regards: power, stamina, and speed. After a speed enchantment, it’s speed had reached a scary rate. As soon as the elite wizard used up all his mana, the only thing he could do was to wait for his death.

“Are these all your hidden powers?” The Lord of Marshall asked. He knew Abel wanted to keep this secret since he was showing him these things in such a deserted place.

“Yeah, I still have a stone giant. I’ll introduce you to it when we have a chance in the future!” Said Abel with a smile.

Poor Johson was like a pregnant woman after swallowing an entire magic tower. It couldn’t move a single bit. But it was not all bad. That magic tower inside it was continuously increasing its power, so it acted as a type of training.

Abel would not summon Johson at the moment. No matter how deserted the place was, a 50 meters tall giant could still be spotted quite easily. Also, they were not in an isolated environment, and Abel could not afford to let anyone know he had killed an elite wizard.

Elite wizards were the most powerful thing in the Holy Continent. They were what made the Holy Continent feel secure, so none of them could die.

If someone had found out that Abel had the power to kill an elite wizard, it might frighten other elite wizards, causing them to team up against him. Also, Abel still clearly remembered Elite Wizard Cliff’s last words. There were still wizards behind him.

“I always worried that your powers wouldn’t match your status, but I’ve changed my mind after seeing all these contracted beasts. It seems like no one can touch you anymore!” The Lord of Marshall took a deep breath and laughed.

Today, Abel had shocked him too much. Although Abel still hadn’t shown him White Cloud’s ability, just seeing it was more than enough.

“White Cloud, Flying Flame, you guys can do whatever you want now!” Abel said.

White Cloud made a few “Ghoo Ghoo” sounds, and Flying Flame ran towards its back with its 2 tiny legs. Afterward, White Cloud stretched its winds and gracefully took off to the sky. It swirled in mid-air and disappeared into the distance.

By noon, Abel and The Lord of Marshall arrived at Bennett Castle. He could see the giant thorn s.h.i.+eld coat of arms from afar.

Trumpet sounds emerged, and the front gate opened. The Knight of Bennett was wearing a full-body armor as he led his elder son Zach outside, both on a war horse. There were 20 blue armored knights standing nearly on each side as well.

Zach was wearing magic armor he had made him, and the war horse under him looked very energetic. It seemed like Bennett Castle had taken a wealthier turn lately.

“This formation! I’ve come here so many times, but he’s never greeted me with this many men!” The Lord of Marshall said in a salty tone.

Yes, the formation The Knight of Bennett had used was to welcome a high rank leader. The armor on him was supposed to represent his respect for the leader, and the army behind him suggested he was ready to fight for his leader at any time.

“Earl Abel. The Knight of Bennett bows to you!” The Knight of Bennett yelled as he pounded on his chest.

Zach also did a knight bow under the voice of the Knight of Bennett, but Abel could see he was trying to hold a laugh as he gave him 2 winks. The guards by the side also kneeled.

Abel jumped off Black Wind and went straight to The Knight of Bennett and said with a bow, “Father, don’t do this. I’m your son; always will be!”