Chapter 141: Suprise Kick to the b.a.l.l.s
Abel seemed frightened by what Wizard Black was saying. He slowly took out his golden magic card, and while he was a bit reluctant to give it away, he still handed it over.
Wizard Black smiled. Abel was still a child, after all. Words were all it took to threaten him. The younger these apprentice wizards were, the easier it was to swindle from them. The experienced ones were harder to trick, though. Since they knew they were going to die soon, they would just not hand the gold coin on their cards over. All in all, Black got pretty lucky today.
Wizard Black took out his golden card as well. He looked kind of displeased with how slow Abel was being. He stepped forward and connected the two cards. The two cards glowed in a dark-gold light. Wizard Black smiled when he saw the ‘310250’ value point on Abel’s one.
‘Teacher!’ Abel shouted as he looked behind Wizard Black. He was like an Oscar actor, hypnotizing himself that it was really Morton who was standing behind Wizard Black.
Normally speaking, Wizard Black would not fall for a childish trick like this. Abel was just thirteen, though, and he was obviously from a n.o.ble family. If he had the brain to play this kind of joke on the adult in front of him, it was kind of hard to see how he became a rank two apprentice wizard in the first place.
Wizard Black turned around after hearing Abel’s shout. There wasn’t anything behind him. Actually, they were inside a barrier circle. There’s no way that he wouldn’t know if someone was behind him. For the many years that he had lived, he did not expect to be fooled by a child like this.
A white light appeared from Wizard Black. It was from his defense rune. Abel knew what was the defense rune could do. He still had two of them that he got from the worgen prince. He knew what their limits were.
A cold smile appeared from Abel’s face. He had almost 4,000 pounds of raw strength. Since his strong point was around 15.12, he could deal with about 16,000 pounds of damage with the four-time buff of his combat qi. Although the defense rune could reduce physical damage, it wasn’t exactly a perfect tool to avoid injury.
As Abel’s leg made contact with Wizard Black’s groin, he could hear the sound of something breaking. This kick was fatal for any wizard if they did not have their defense rune. It did hurt Wizard Black pretty badly, but it wasn’t going to kill him.
Wizard Black’s face paled. For an instant there, he couldn’t remember any magic, runes, or any defensive techniques he had learned over his whole life. Extreme pain was the only thing his brain could feel.
Abel didn’t stop. There was a seven-level wizard right in front of him, and Abel cast a firebomb spell, then a small and 7-level firebomb fired into Wizard Black’s wide-open, screaming mouth.
BOOM
Wizard Black’s head exploded. Abel stepped back to avoid the blood that was spurting out. He sat on the ground and breathed heavily.
In just a few seconds, Abel was completely out of mana.
At the beginning of the “conversation” they were having, Abel tried to lower Wizard Black’s guard. He then tried to scare him by using Morton’s reputation. For the killing blow, he used his b.a.l.l.s-breaking kick, which was finished by several fireb.a.l.l.s to the head. As fast as the encounter was, he did gain a lot of experience during this encounter.
After calming himself down a little, Abel stood up and looked for things from the headless body. As Morton told him, every official wizard had their own s.p.a.ce bag. As it turned out, Wizard Black was no exception.
Abel looked into the s.p.a.ce bag with his Power of the Will. Because its owner just died, it was easy for him to open it.
Inside were tens of crystal cores, as well as several runes with both attack and defense functions. He counted the runes. There were 11 of them for attack and 3 for defense. If Wizard Black had the time to use more than one defense rune, it would be Abel, who’s going to have his head blown up by now.
Abel also found four pieces of sheep parchment scrolls. Since the s.p.a.ce bag was not too big, the wizards would only use them to carry basic necessities.
Abel took out the four parchments. There were recipes for making two types of potions, one for recovery and one for providing nutrition.
The “recovery potion” was meant for recovering one’s stamina. After drinking it, one could regain some of the stamina that was lost for a short amount of time.
The “nutrition potion” could be used as an alternative form of diet. Once consumed, one would have no need to eat or drink for a long period of time.
Abel looked at the two recipes. Morton never taught him about these kinds of potions. Disappointingly, he wasn’t sure if he could ever make any use of them.
For the other two parchment scrolls, one was a house deed for a certain location in the Kingdom of St. Ellis. Abel had never heard of this country before. The parchment paper was glowing with the magic wave, something that Abel had never seen before.
Quickly, he decided to look at the last parchment scroll. It was a guide for making a certain type of magic circle, which meant that one of the two cards inside the bag was for activating the magic circle.
The magic circle was called the “Seclusion circle.” Once set up in open s.p.a.ce, it would completely separate a small area from its surroundings.
Abel was a bit happy. He didn’t expect to find a way to control the seclusion circle so quickly. After taking out the card that as meant for monitoring the circle, he did as the parchment scroll showed him and deactivated the s.p.a.ce that was trapping him inside.
The giant tree disappeared as soon as the circle was switched off. Instead, a small, round plate was on the ground in front of Abel. It was about the size of his palm and had all sorts of runes written on it.
When the middle-aged wizard looked down, he screamed as he saw the headless corpse lying on the ground. He tried to run, but no man could run faster than a fireball. Immediately, his backlit on fire after Abel shot a fireball towards his back. Eventually, the scream became less and less audible as the man was burnt to his death.
‘Who used their spells here?’ a familiar figure flashed before Abel.
“O honorable wizard, a dark wizard just attacked me! I had to cast my own spells to kill him.” Abel bowed to the wizard in front of him.
It was a young wizard who was wearing a very fancy robe. He had a golden card in his hand. According to what Abel heard from Carlos, it must be the key to activating the circle that could teleport regular wizards.
“Interesting. A rank two apprentice wizard killed a rank four apprentice wizard,” the young wizard said as he examined the headless corpse on the ground.
While the body was without its head, the clothes were obviously Wizard Black’s belongings. Wizard Black was a rank seven wizard, who was early to an exchange meeting for official wizards. The young wizard couldn’t help but ask again.
“Did you really kill this man?”